The Nerd
Prologue-
Have you ever felt like you don't belong? Like no matter how hard you try to fit in, it never works? And everyone just laughs at you instead? That's how I feel, it's how I've always felt. It has never changed. Since the first day of 3rd grade, I've always been lonely, geeky, an outcast, oh, and one more thing….home schooled.
I'm Kristen, I'm 17 years old, and have been home schooled since 3rd grade. At first, I had lots of friends, but then they moved on, went into middle school and never were the same. I always knew my friends didn't like me for me, they liked me for my brother. He's my twin and even though siblings are supposed to hate each other, we are like best friends….actually he's the only best friend I have. He's always been there for me, and I've been there for him. The one things my friends liked about him was that he was a fantabulous singer and played in a band. They all wanted to date him, I don't even think they liked me. But I got over it.
Through out elementary school, middle, school, and high school, I've always been the smart kid. And I get all straight A's. I've never actually got a B before. Like I said, I'm a smart girl, really smart. I don't flaunt it though, I keep my intelligence inside of me, or at least I try to.
You see, for many years I've always wanted to be someone else, someone who was cool and popular. But, I could never fit in. Trust me, I've tried, many, MANY times. Its always failed though, and everyone ends up laughing at me. I haven't tried again since middle school, and believe me, I think that's the last time I will ever try again.
I've had this one wish, for many years now, but I know it will never happen. My wish….is to go to high school, see what its like, feel like any other normal kid, be liked, make friends, and be cool. The only problem is…my mother. She will not let me go to high school. She always tells me the same thing "I don't want you to turn into one of those high school kids who go to parties and get drunk, Kristen. You aren't going to go to high school!"
Well, I guess I have to live with that….maybe.
Chapter one-
"Kristen, you have to see this, it's totally awesome! Kristen…Kristen, wake up! Mom says to get up."
I hear my sister Kelly say to me ask she jumps on my bed.
"Aren't you too old to be jumping on my bed now? And okay, I'll get up, geez." I tell her as I sit up and dangle my feet over the side of my bed.
"Okay, and after your up, come downstairs you HAVE to see something!" Kelly says as she jumps off my bed and runs out of my room.
Once she's gone, I lie back down in my bed and try to get some sleep. I think it works, until I have light pouring into my room, and someone shaking me really hard. I open one of my eyes slightly, so the person doesn't know I'm awake. I see it's just my brother so I pretend to still be asleep.
"Kristen, I know you…your not asleep. So get up! We have some exciting news, and you should see something! Hurry!" he says pulling the blankets off of me.
I scream. "Dylan! Its freezing in here, give me back my blankets!" I yell at him.
"Uhh…no...and make sure you get dressed before you come down, just saying." Dylan says and runs out of my room, making sure to turn my light on as he goes out.
I groan and get up out of bed. I go to my closet, and turn on the light, I look at all of my clothes and finally pick out a white and blue stripped button down shirt, and a pair of old jean shorts. I go into my bathroom and see that my long brown wavy hair is a mess. I start to comb it and once I'm done I take two scrunches and put my hair in two low pigtails. I don't wear make-up, basically because I don't know how to put it on, so I just go downstairs to find out about the big surprise.
When I get downstairs I hear many people in the kitchen. I wonder who is here, but my question gets answered when I walk through the kitchen door. In front of me, in MY kitchen are at least a dozen people with video cameras. They are all eating donuts and chatting, that is until I come in.
I feel like I walked onto a stage with a sign that says look at me! I walk over to my brother with a confused look. He just smiles at me.
"What is going on here, and who are all these people?" I ask looking around at everyone who started chatting again.
"These people are from a TV show called 'live with stars'. It's a new show on TV, and its pretty cool." He tells me smiling.
"Oook…but why are they here?" I ask still confused.
"Oh, well we entered our family into the sweepstakes, and we won! We get to go live with a famous family! Isn't that cool! AND were going to be on TV too!" he says hugging me.
"Oh, that's, ummm, great!" I say and fake a smile. I start to walk out of the crowded room when my mother grabs my arm and says
"Get your things packed, were leaving in an hour!"
"An hour?!" I ask.
"Yes, an hour. Oh, and be sure to pack enough stuff for a month." She says and walks back to a lady who isn't holding a video camera, so I'm guessing she is the host.
I walk out of the room in a daze, an hour!? I think to myself, and a month! What kind of crazy TV show takes a month in another persons house!? I walk into my room and get my three suitcases out from underneath my bed. I then walk to my closet and start to pack.
After 45 minutes, I got all of my stuff together, folded neatly, and sitting by my door. I then walked over to my desk and got all of my electronic stuff together. I packed up my laptop, my Ipod, and my CD player when my mother came in my room and said it was time to go. I got my suitcases and my backpack which had my electronics in it, and brought it downstairs. When I got into my living room I saw that the TV people were filming me walk down the stairs. Great, I think to myself, I just hope I don't do anything-
"Ahhh!" I scream as I trip and fall over a shoe that was left in the middle of the hallway.
I hear people start laughing, as I get myself up. My brother comes over to me and whispers
"Are you alright?"
"Oh, yeah, I just got humiliated on TV, no biggie." I whisper back being sarcastic.
"Here, let me get these." He says and grabs my suitcases and brings them to the car. I follow him not wanting to stay in the house any longer. When we get outside I see four vans that belong to the TV show and a big huge RV. I look at Dylan confused, once again.
"It's for us, AND after the show we get to keep it! Isn't that so awesome!" he says walking towards the RV. I nod and go to look inside the RV. But I was cut off by a quick flash of red hair.
"Kelly! I was going in first, that's not fair!" I say to my older sister as she cuts in front of me and runs into the RV not even paying attention to anything I say. I sigh and walk into the RV. I stop abruptly when I see a family of 5 sitting at one of the tables in the, what's supposed to be a kitchen, area. I look at them a little more carefully and see that the family is actually the band Double Decker's. The whole family is in the band, the mother plays the piano, the dad plays the bass, the eldest son sings backup and plays guitar, the middle son sings lead, and the youngest daughter sings and plays guitar too.
I must have been staring for a long time because my brother walked in behind me and is now shaking hands with them. I look at Kelly who seems to be staring at the older son, Peter who is her age, 19. and then I look at Dylan who is still saying hello to everyone. I notice after about five minutes that everything gets quiet and my brother comes back over to me and elbows me in the side.
"Say something, Kristen." He whispers to me.
Oh, right, I think to myself.
"Hi, I'm Kristen." I say waving to them.
"Hello, I'm Lillie, and this is my husband, Mike." The mother of the family tells me as she points out her husband, even though I already know which one he is.
"I'm Peter." The eldest says to me barely glancing at me and instead he is looking at my sister.
"Hi, I'm Victoria, but you can call me Vicky." The youngest of the group and the only daughter says to me and waves.
"And, I'm and the magnificent Derek." The middle boy tells me.
"Don't mind him, he's a bit strange." Vicky whispers to me.
I smile, and laugh.
"Hey, I heard that!" Derek says, folding his arms and pouting.
Ten minutes later, we are all talking and laughing when our parents come in and with them two camera people filming. Once my parents get situated we all start to drive too the Smiths house.
(A/N the bands last name is Smith, so that's what I will call them at times, just remember that)