AN: This chapter is in Anthony's third person POV, set before Chapter 1. Enjoy!
Nerd vs. Jock
Anthony Branden was your average nerd. Cringe-worthy acne, a wardrobe composed of suspenders and neatly ironed dress slacks, a 4.0 GPA and nonexistent social life.
The only thing that stopped him from fading into Forks High School's linoleum tiles altogether was his connection to Mike Newton, who was everything he wasn't-blond, blue-eyed, and popular.
Okay, maybe connection was exaggerating a little. Call it more of a you-do-my-homework-and-I-won't-publicly-humiliate-you-in-return relationship.
Speak of the jock . . .
"Branden!" Mike called as he entered the Trig classroom, brandishing an unmarked worksheet. "Do this for me, will ya?"
As Anthony filled in the ditto, attempting to make his own typewriter print resemble Mike's scrawl, Mike leaned over from his seat next to him and chattered nonstop about gossip straight from the A-List.
After a lengthy tale on Sara Abrahams and Derrick Kessler's two day long relationship, Mike leaned in closer and whispered, "New girl's something, huh?" "What new girl?"
Mike rolled his eyes, as though news this important should have made its way to the reject table by now. "Isabella Swan. She's from Phoenix or somethin'."
"The Valley of the Sun? Arizona?" Anthony said, awed. He'd lived his entire life in the ever rainy town of Forks, rarely went to bed without precipitation pattering away on his windowpane. He would have liked to meet this Isabella Swan, ask her what it was like living in constant sunshine, if his social status did not hinder this plan.
"Whatever. Holy shit, that's her!" Mike exclaimed, running his fingers through his gelled spikes in an attempt to look suave.
"Who?"
"The brown-haired one walking next to Angela Webber."
Anthony scrutinized her through his inch-thick glasses (nicknamed "Nerd Frames" by the rest of the student body). She was pretty in a girl next door way, with mahogany waves and brown eyes. Her skin was so pale it was practically translucent. The only people Anthony knew that were paler than that were the Cullens.
The Cullens . . . the five virtually perfect beings that had arrived at Forks High two years ago. He had avoided them always, as though they emitted some repellant that other people shied away from. He only knew that their names were Emmett, Edward, Jasper, Alice, and Rosalie, and that any of the three adopted brother could knock him out and send him to the ER if he gave them any trouble (AN: you would probably say "pissed them off" here, but after all our friend Anthony is a geek =] ). He also knew that Alice and Rosalie were going out steady with Jasper and Emmett, so prom requests weren't a good idea either.
"Dude. Dude!" Mike waved a hand in front of Anthony's zoned-out face. "The teacher's coming. Give me my sheet." Wordlessly, Anthony handed him the completed worksheet.
His thoughts returned to Isabella. Perhaps she'd be in another one of his classes. She was cute, but not in a blatant way like fishy-eyed Lauren Mallory. Maybe she would appreciate his intellect and agree to go to prom with him. Maybe . . .
Then his eyes slid sideways to Mike, who was chewing gum and texting at the same time. Mike was going to get Bella. He had no hope.
Oh yes he did! Anthony glared at Mike's Adidas sweat pants. He was going to get Isabella Swan as his prom date or be struck with lightning. And he wasn't going to let any Abercrombie-wearing air headed jock get in his way.
AN: And the geek turns mastermind! What evil plans will this genius brain cook up?
Sorry for the shortness of the chapters! Any ideas for the POV of the next one?
