Here Comes The Nerd ♥♥

[pond.]

This is pretty good! You should write more!

As someone mentioned earlier about the British expressions, I think it just needed a little more time for her to be in England before she started to think British. The pants/trousers thing is good, though.

[riot.]

More please!

[LiccleLimee]

Ellie jumped forward and grabbed the basketball first. I ran up to her and was clearly free, but she saw me and threw it in the opposite direction. Lilly jumped up to grab it but one of the other team members blocked her and latched onto the ball.
"Oops, sorry." Ellie remarked in a sarcastic tone as she walked past me, hand on hip.
I officially hated her. And don't get me wrong, judging people fast is bad, but when I hate someone, I hate someone. Nothing you can do about that.
I barged past her, managing to spill her sidewards before running in and grabbing the ball from the air. I ran down the end of the court while bouncing it on the floor with skill, and chucked it quickly into the air. A few seconds passed before it reached the hoop. It bounced around the edge for a second, as if to play daunting mind games with me. Please go in please go in please go in, I whispered to myself. But eventually it swerved and sliced through the hoop.
Turning round I found myself staring at Ellie. She seemed quite agitated that I had shoved into her like that, but what can I say? I had to get to the ball quick or else we would be losing. It wasn't like I did it on purpose, anyway... heh heh.
"Oops, sorry." I shot at her sarcastically and gave her a fake smile. "Did I hurt your poor lickle body?"
"Don't even start on me, Jasper." She growled back at me. "I know all about you. You're that reject American kid who all the boys dream about dating everyday. Well I was that girl before you came. That girl all the boys liked and followed around and carried my textbooks. So just butt out of my life and leave it how it was."
"Boys liking you? Hard to believe, that is. And me moving to England was not my idea. You just happen to be in my way over here. So why don't you," I prodded her, "get out of my life."

Jess patted my shoulder. "Uhm, sorry to barge into your conversation but we're in the middle of the game and we're kind of, well, losing."
I raised my eyebrows at Ellie and ran after the ball.

[LiccleLimee]

After the game had passed, Mr Davis looked around. He said very quietly and in an angry tone, "Blue team 3, Green team 1."
I smiled happily and made my way out of the gym. Me and Louise (the mouse-haired girl from Maths) were chatting for a while as we made it back to the girls changing rooms. But it was just our luck to find the boys walking up the steps to their changing rooms at exactly the same time.
Just our freaking luck.
I knew James was one of the first boys to come up the steps where we were, and I saw Lucas' hair as well somewhere. I tried to walk quicker, my eyes squeezed shut. I don't know why I do that. The eyes shut thing, I mean. I suppose it's the theory that if I can't see them, they can't see me. But obviously that was completely wrong.
"Oh Aubrey!" Someone called in a retarded voice. "Trying to avoid me now?"
I didn't know who it was. I had no clue. It was probably James, but then again it could be Lucas... or some other freaky stalker I don't know. The school cleaner looked a bit of a pedophile. But then again, I doubt it was the cleaner calling my name loudly.

I ran into the changing rooms as quick as possible and got changed extremely slowly. And I mean, extremely. Louise laughed as she was fully dressed and I was only in my tights and skirt.
"Aubrey, I don't know why you're so fussed about James." She said quietly as she sat down on a bench. "He's like the fittest guy in the school, and he actually likes you. Is that a bad thing? And have you heard much from Madison lately?"
I never thought about that. "No I haven't. I've seen her around, but she hasn't said anything at all."
"Exactly. Madison and James... well, I don't think they're a thing anymore. Plus, Madison has been hanging around with those year tens who are all tough and badman... I think James took in what you said about her being a sluggish tart."
"I don't get what you're saying. If you're saying me and James should date, then you must be mental. He's a popular guy, all the girls love him and he's dead sarcastic."
"SO ARE YOU!" Louise screamed at me.

[L a w l o r f f]

I love it <33 Can't wait for more =D

[riot.]

This is EPIC!

[LiccleLimee]

((Thankyouu guys C:))
When I had finally got changed out of my P.E kit, I latched onto Louise's hand. See, Louise had a skill that I didn't have.
The ability to pull, crawl, squeeze and push her way through the masses of children shoving their way through the tight corridors. This was a skill I would love to have, because if I don't grab onto Louise, I get squished. On the floor. Or up against the wall with some fat teachers butt in my face.
Anyway, off the subject of teachers butt's and onto the subject of lessons, it was Drama next. My first lesson of drama in the whole amount of whatever days I'd been going here. Back in America, Drama was extremely boring. At my school, anyway. We used to watch crappy video's about old masks and we didn't really do any acting. Hopefully here in England it would be different.

I stepped into room four. It was painted black, but neon paint in every colour you could think of was splattered at the walls. I guess someone had fun having a spazz with a paintbrush. Everyone was in there already, apart from me and Louise. But there were no chairs or tables... just all my class mates standing up against the wall at the back. Creepy.
Louise walked over to the back and beckoned me to follow her. I did, and then what I'm guessing was our teacher crept out from the side. He was tall, but a bit chubby, and he had a head that looked like a mop. But he looked friendly, I guess.

"Today we're doing romance!" He exclaimed with joy. Some people groaned. "Ah, a newcomer."
He spotted me out straight away and pointed to me with his long finger. "I'm Aubrey, sir."
"Aubrey! What a nice name. Well welcome to my drama class. You're in for a treat. Now, let's put you all in groups."
Great, I didn't even get to pick what group I was going to be put into. And we were doing romance. I could kind of suss out what was going to happen here. I was going to end up kissing someone ELSE. Whoop. (Sarcasm.)
"So... Aubrey, you can go with Louise... and James."

ARGH MAN! CAN'T I EVER GET AWAY FROM HIM?!

[Mrs. Harry Styles]

More!!<3 This is actually really good, you should write a proper story get it published like Fizz did hehehe

[LiccleLimee]

Me and Louise looked at eachother, although I couldn't tell if it was in horror or in surprise. James poked me in the arm. "Well come on then, stop gawping and lets get to work."
I think that was the most sensible thing I'd ever heard James say.
"I tax not kissing anyone!" Louise screamed loudly as we shuffled over to a clear area of the room.
"Looks like I'll be kissing you then, Aubrey." James laughed, winking.
I rolled my eyes casually. "I am not kissing you again, let alone in front of the whole class."
James pulled a face. "Look, I really want to get a good grade in at least something this year. Even if you don't want to kiss me, could you just agree for once, please? This is a stage kiss. Not a real kiss. Grow up!"
I looked at him. Where on earth did that come from? The way he just said it, as if I was a child... it made me feel embarrassed. I looked down at the table. "I'm sorry."
"You're what?" He asked.
"I'm sorry. Sorry for acting like a complete idiot." I mumbled, fiddling with my holey cardigan on my thumbs.
He sighed. "It's okay, I mean if you don't want to kiss me..."
"I don't mean about this lesson. I mean I'm sorry for everything. I guess I was just so focused on the fact that you acted so... big-headed, that I didn't even realize I was acting that way too. I never saw things from your point of view."
And do you know what he did to that? He smiled. An adorable smile that I had to pretend I hated.
"Why are you smiling like that? This doesn't' mean I like you. It's just that... Stop smiling at me like that!"
Louise reminded us both that we had a 2 minute act to put on, for the drama lesson that we were currently in.

[Mrs. Harry Styles]

More Betty!