Because I'm a Nerd.

Chapter 10- "Your reason is stupid. Much like you!"

"Well, it's going pretty well now. I apologized and she said she was okay with it. We are back to normal and I'm glad." He says before walking away saying he's going to be late for fourth period English. A wave of nostalgia hits me as I remember that it's the very class I swapped with Nathan.

All thanks to Jonathan, I have to endure forty, boring minutes of American Government before lunch.  Gee, don't I have such a caring pursuer?  Shaking off all thoughts of both the guys, I make my way to the class. It's unusually silent. I peep in and realize that I forgot to study for the pop quiz today. Mentally facepalming myself, I take my usual seat.

Since I generally study regularly, the quiz is a cinch. But I also know that every quiz is not going to be this easy. I have to take the gang's advice at lunch.

I sigh as I hand my paper in and head to the cafeteria for lunch. I put a pack of soy milk on my tray before moving out of the lunch line. Soy milk may not be tasty to most people, but I think it is heaven in a tetra pack. Besides, neither Evan nor Emmett likes it; so basically, it's the only item on my lunch tray that can't be hijacked.

I decide to have nothing but soy milk for lunch. My appetite tends to take a stroll in the garden of disappearance when I'm anxious or confused. Right now, I'm both. So my appetite is probably not going to be back for some time. I'm relieved Nathan hasn't come to school today because, honestly, I couldn't face him. Gladly, Jonathan is nowhere to be seen as well.

As I make my way to the lunch table, I have a lot of thoughts swarming about in my mind. I plop my lunch tray on the plastic tables and the whole gang turns to face me. It's one of those moments in your life when you just don't want any attention. Ofcourse, as far as I'm concerned, I don't want any attention whatsoever, but that is a different story.

"Fear not, Amigo. We have your problem solved. We know how it goes with you. Don't we boys?" Adrian says in a rather affected tone, possibly to lighten up the mood with her voice.

"Indeed we do. Phase One: Denial." Evan adds on.

"Phase Two: Acceptance."Emmett continues.

"And Phase Three: Dawning Of The Fact That You NEED Our Help." Allie concludes.

Lauren, a silent observer up till now, butts in "And we know just what to do."

Great. So, I don't have to spend time telling them all about it. I think it's pretty funny the way they've split my problem-solving process into five parts. If you ask me, it's cute. But now's not the time for saying cute. Saying the word cute makes me want to think of Nathan. And doing that is something I don't want right about now.

"Okay. Well, then tell me. I'm confused."  I say, giving them their cue. Not like those people needed it. But I still go ahead and play along anyway.

"Great then. Well, we have thought of a couple of solutions. But, before we place any in front of you, we'd like to know what YOU think." Evan says on behalf of all five. The other four nod in the background, as if they're affirming the fact that what Evan is saying is with mutual agreement.

"That's exactly why we're having this discussion, isn't it? I don't know! I don't know what to do or whom to choose. I don't even know if you could call this choosing. I mean, I already shunned Jonathan. And Nathan didn't even ask me out or something, not that I would have wanted him to, but I don't really have a choice, do I?"

"Scarlett. Stop. Hyperventilating. Now." Adrian says, pausing between each word, as if I were a toddler and she was teaching me something.  The situation, if you really think about it, is only marginally different: I'm no toddler. She is most definitely teaching me how to act normal.