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Geeky Glasses- Chapter 2

Novel By: AvvieJellyBean551213
Young adult



This the second chapter of the mini-novel thingy I am writing- Don't know why I called it Geeky Glasses View table of contents...


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Submitted:Aug 26, 2008    Reads: 190    Comments: 6    Likes: 3   


"And?" I replied. Talking to me was way over board.
"Well I'm new here and I don't have any friends. I was wondering if I could hang out with you." said Lydia.
She obviously had a lot to learn. Nobody, I repeat NOBODY talks to me and asks if they can hang out. That was totally out of the question. You can take the test of being cool, but not many people succeed. And I would make sure this Lydia girl didn't.
"You want to hang out with me?" I asked.
"Um….yes if that's okay." she said.
She honestly thought that was okay? I mean, no one has ever asked me to really hang out. Most people are way too scared.
"Okay" I said.
What did I just say? The answer was meant to be NO, NO, NO you weirdo! But I said 'okay'. I have never said that.
"Thank you" she replied and turned around.
I hated her. I hated her so much that I was being nice to her. Well, should I be nice to her? Was she really as bad as I thought? These were the big questions.
Mr Phillips walked in and the class stopped talking.
"Now today we will be studying Shakespeare and his…….
I was not listening. I was stuck on my previous question. Should I tell her to go and GET LOST or invite her to sit at our table? I already said I would hang out with her. Could she really be that bad?
"Pop quiz tomorrow…..
Blah, Blah, Blah. Whatever. I did not have room in my brain to keep any thoughts about Sakeshpear or whoever this old guy was. I had to make the decision of to risk my popularity. That was bigger than any pop quiz.
I looked up. Had the bell already rung? Man, I had lost track of time. I was the last person in the classroom. Mr Phillips was wiping the blackboard.
"Tanya aren't you leaving?" asked Mr Phillips as he turned around.
"Oh yes I was just getting my things" I said politely. I had the natural skill of making teachers think I was great.
I collected my bag and left the room. As I was leaving the school gates to walk home, I saw Lydia sitting at one of the ancient brown wooden seats. Absentmindedly, I walked over to her.
"Um….I was just wondering if you wanted to sit with us tomorrow" I said. My decision was made. I can take chances. I guess.
Lydia's face lit up.
"I'd love to!....I mean….that would be cool" she cried. She was almost shouting.
"Okay. See you tomorrow"
"Bye!" she replied.
I twisted around and started walking home. I was being what most people called nice. I had never done that before. It was not that bad but I didn't want to make a habit of it. I took one last peek around again. The largest smile I had ever seen was spread across Lydia's small face.
"And?" I replied. Talking to me was way over board.
"Well I'm new here and I don't have any friends. I was wondering if I could hang out with you." said Lydia.
She obviously had a lot to learn. Nobody, I repeat NOBODY talks to me and asks if they can hang out. That was totally out of the question. You can take the test of being cool, but not many people succeed. And I would make sure this Lydia girl didn't.
"You want to hang out with me?" I asked.
"Um….yes if that's okay." she said.
She honestly thought that was okay? I mean, no one has ever asked me to really hang out. Most people are way too scared.
"Okay" I said.
What did I just say? The answer was meant to be NO, NO, NO you weirdo! But I said 'okay'. I have never said that.
"Thank you" she replied and turned around.
I hated her. I hated her so much that I was being nice to her. Well, should I be nice to her? Was she really as bad as I thought? These were the big questions.
Mr Phillips walked in and the class stopped talking.
"Now today we will be studying Shakespeare and his…….
I was not listening. I was stuck on my previous question. Should I tell her to go and GET LOST or invite her to sit at our table? I already said I would hang out with her. Could she really be that bad?
"Pop quiz tomorrow…..
Blah, Blah, Blah. Whatever. I did not have room in my brain to keep any thoughts about Sakeshpear or whoever this old guy was. I had to make the decision of to risk my popularity. That was bigger than any pop quiz.
I looked up. Had the bell already rung? Man, I had lost track of time. I was the last person in the classroom. Mr Phillips was wiping the blackboard.
"Tanya aren't you leaving?" asked Mr Phillips as he turned around.
"Oh yes I was just getting my things" I said politely. I had the natural skill of making teachers think I was great.
I collected my bag and left the room. As I was leaving the school gates to walk home, I saw Lydia sitting at one of the ancient brown wooden seats. Absentmindedly, I walked over to her.
"Um….I was just wondering if you wanted to sit with us tomorrow" I said. My decision was made. I can take chances. I guess.
Lydia's face lit up.
"I'd love to!....I mean….that would be cool" she cried. She was almost shouting.
"Okay. See you tomorrow"
"Bye!" she replied.
I twisted around and started walking home. I was being what most people called nice. I had never done that before. It was not that bad but I didn't want to make a habit of it. I took one last peek around again. The largest smile I had ever seen was spread across Lydia's small face.




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