Hey guys! So I've had this idea floating around in my Brain for the longest time ever and I finally decided to make it a story. It's all told in Ceces Pov and it's the classic story of the popular meets geek type of Romance. I will be updating my other stories either tonight or tomorrow night and I hope you guys like this story!


Nerd. Loser. Freak. Those were my 'endering' nick names given to me by the populars. Ya endearing my ass. I guess I fit the mold for them though. I was the nerd of the school with my straight a's and glasses. I was the freak because instead of going to a party I would rather stay at home and read a good book. I was a loser because I sat at the loser table and not at the popular table. I mean I had friends but they were socially awkward...and I mean awkward. There was Wally Dorfman who only talked about galaxy wars and time traveling. Then there was Tinka Hessenhefer who only talked about comics and fawned over the populars. Finally there was me, Cecelia Jones, Cece for short. The freaky genius girl, who read books all the time and never got below an A. That made up our group. We were the out casts of the school, the kids that were the brainiacs and the awkward ones. I myself wasn't that socially awkward at all and neither was Tinka, it was Wally who brought us down.

Now that I've explained the losers I'll tell you about the populars, or as we call them the plastics. Why do we call them the plastics? Because there perfect just like a plastic doll. They never have a flaw on their face, their clothes always brand names and trend setting, and their rich parents who buy them anything they want make them perfect.
First is line is Deuce Martinez. Captian of the football team, number one on every athletic team at John Huges, and king of the school. Next came Ty Blue. Co Captian of the football team, number two on every athletic team, and the prince of John Huges. Third in line to the throne was Gunther Hessenhefer. Other co Captian of the football team, number 3 on every athletic team, and prince number 2 of John Huges high. The weird thing is that his sister Tinka is in my nerd group. Anyways back to the plastics.
Porshia Blackwell. Queen of the school, head cheerleader, and dating Deuce Martinez. Cassidy Vanhaven, Cas for short, co Captian of the cheerleading squad, dating Ty Blue. And last but not least Rocky Blue, well known good girl, dating Gunther Hessenhefer and sister of Ty Blue.
That group made up the plastics. There love of popularity and rich parents brought them together to form the group of hell hounds everyone calls the populars.

"It's actually quite funny," Says Wally. We were sitting at the lunch tables, peacefully enjoying our lunch.

"What is Wally?" I ask looking up from my book. The Hunger Games. Oh how I yearn to be brave like Katniss. Then I could shoot Porshia in her stupid little mini skirt with my arrow. Speak of the witch with a Prada bag.

"Look it's the losers!" she cried out, "Still eating in their natrual habitat as if they deserved to live."
The lunch room howled in laughter as Tinka sunk into her seat even more than before.

"My, my Wally how's your mother doing? She still in the mental hospital with you drunk father?" She continued.
That was the last straw. I jumped up and got in her face.

"Shut up Porshia everyone knows you don't talk about something like that. Why don't you go back to the bathroom and shove you manicured pinky down you throat and choke yourself it would do all of us a favor!" I yelled at her. The room went silent. No one and I mean no one ever dared to talk to Porshia like that. With a snap of her fingers she could make your life a living hell. She stepped closer to me so our noses were almost touching.

"No one talks to me like that especially a nerd like you," she snapped her finger and before I knew it I felt the remainder of Wally's chocolate pudding seep through the back of my shirt. Tears stung my eyes but I kept strong as I was shoved to the floor. I landed on my butt and sat up to look at her.

"Thanks I love pudding and the floor is surprisingly comfy," I patted the spot next to me, "Come on sit down."
Then it happened the rest of the populars walked in. Leading the group as always was Deuce and Ty.

"hi baby," Porshia cooed, puling Deuce into a kiss. He wrpped an arm around her shoulder and took in the scene. My place on the floor and Porshia looking like she had just won a war.

"What happened here?" he asked. All I wanted to do was run home and cry. Run home and wish my dad was there to comfort me, to run home and be back in California where I wasn't the freak but the fun nice girl that everyone loved.

"Four eyes over there told me off so I taught her a lesson," Porshia explained with a smile. Deuce rolled his eyes and peeled Porshia off his arm. It was almost as if she was a second skin the way she clung to him.
Deuce reached out a hand. I looked at it for a second. Ok what if this is a trick? Like what if I grab his hand and when I'm half way up he dropped me making me look like and even bigger dork than I already am.

"You want help?" his voice broke through my thoughts. I was heasitant at first but I latched onto his hand and he pulled me up. He had a firm grip and was super strong. In surprised he didn't tear my arm clean off! I stood there for a minute completely speechless. Deuce Martinez THE Deuce Martinez, king of the school just helped me up. Every girl at our school thinks he's some kind of god.

"Um thanks," I stuttered out. He gave me a small nod and then the group went to the ramp. I turned around to face my table as everyone went back to eating.

"I'm gonna go call my mom for a change of clothes," I announced. Tinka offered to come with my bit I declined and went alone.
As I sat in the waiting office one thing went through my mind. Why would Deuce help me? I mean his girlfriend was the one who did it and that always happened when he was around, but not once had he ever helped a person up.

"Cecelia your mother is here," one of the secrataries said. My mother walked in with my favorite marvel comic Tee-shirt and some skinny jeans.

"Here sweetie," she said handing the clothes to me. She fixed my hair and pushed my glasses up my nose.

"I'm sorry but I have to get back to the station," she said pecking my forehead. Just like that she was gone. I walked into the bathroom and whipped the pudding off my back with a wet paper towel and slipped my shirt on. My jeans were left unaffected but I replaced them with the new ones anyways.

I walked back to my locker and shoved my old clothes into my locker along with my book. I grabbed my backpack and headed to class early. Math was easy as usual and I passed my english exam with flying colors. I then had free period since I was a Jr. And next came science. Oh my beloved science class. I was always early to science and Mr. Forman new that. I was like his little pet and the apple amoung his lemons in his class. Like I said I was the braniac type so I got along well with my teachers. Most of the time I would eat lunch in here alone with him but today i ate with my friends. Now hold on, I'm not having an affair with my 50 year old science teacher or anything close to it. I dont nor have I ever had a crush on him and I dont intend to develop any feeling like that whatsoever towards him. We're friends and simply that.

"Cece you missed lunch today," he greeted when I walked in. I went and sat at the front desk in the center of the room.

"Ya I just decided to eat with my other friends," I replied. I probably shouldn't mention the pudding thing.
"Alright well it looks like its just about time for class to start," he announced just as the door slammed open and students flooded into the room. I shifted my position and pulled out my pencil and note book. For once in my life I actually got bored in science and started to doodle.

"Ok now I will assign you your partners," Mr. Forman said, snapping me back to reality.

"It will be boy and girl teams and this project will last the entire semester. It is 76% of your grade and I will make sure that everyone does the work and not just their partner," he explained. He then began listing off the pairs. I already knew I would be paired with some one smart like me so they could pull the weight so I was relaxed. Porshia on the other hand was already preparing for 'Deucey' and her to be called so they could get the hand out. The boy would stand behind your chair after collecting the handout. Then Mr. Forman did something that would shock us all.
"Martinez and Jones," he bellowed. I nearly jumped out of my seat when Deuce came up behind me.

"Ok now I will give you all Te rest of class time to work out a schedule and who's doing what," Mr. Forman said sitting back down at his desk.

"Ok so when do you want to start? Today after school or tomorrow?" Deuce asked. My brain was still trying to comprehend what had just happened.

"I have work after school on Mondays and Thursday's so I guess today would be good," I replied. It was a Friday and usually on Friday nights I would finish up reading a book that I had started this week.

"alright so your place or my place?" he asked. I shrugged.
"Let's do your place my parents aren't home," he said. I nodded and we worked it out. We were going to do an experiment on cross breeding insects.

"Ok so I'll just pick you up after school," he said.

"But don't you have to drop Porshia off?" I asked. Great how stalkerish does that sound? Why would I even know if he drops Porshia off! I don't like him!

"Naw she can get a ride home from Ty," he replied. I nodded and he went back to his desk.
Alright now I'm stuck with a plastic and I have to do all the work; translation: you have just entered hell.


So how was it? I know it was kinda short but it will get longer. So I bet you can already tell what the pairing is but if not then all you have to do is look at my profile. So I hope you liked and as always Reveiws are lovely!

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