Loving a Nerd

Zoe Williams is an 18 year old girl who's dad has forced her to move from the U.S. to Ireland because of his new job. Once she gets there she automatically makes new friends and starts crushing hard. But she's not crushing on your regular guy with the perfect abs and face. She's crushing on the school nerd. Will her friends talk her into liking another, or will she find love with the nerd?


2. Chapter 2

Zoe's POV

I woke up to my alarm blasting Tik Tok by Ke$ha. I quickly stretched and put on my big nerdy glasses. I slowly walked to my closet pulling out a white polo, bright purple skinny jeans, and my black and purple converse and slipping them on. I took off my glasses and put my contacts in. After that I brushed my teeth and hair and headed downstairs to the kitchen. My dad was already waiting for me with his keys so I just grabbed a poptart and my bag and left.

*Skip ride to school*

"Bye dad see ya!" I said slinging my bad over my shoulder and heading into the school. I walked in and immediately saw a large group of kids shouting and laughing. I hesitantly walked over there to see what the fuss was about. Whati saw I was not happy about. A geek like I used to be, lying on the ground being kicked in the stomach by a big bulky guy. I know I was shy but this had to stop. I dropped my books, pushing my way though the crowd. The guy was about to throw a punch when before I knew it I was slapping him across the face. Everything went quiet.

"Did you just slap me?" the big bulky guy asked. I gulped down a lump in my throat.

"Y-yes. Yes I did." I stuttered

"You're not from here are you?" he said commenting on my American accent.

"No but that doesn't give you the right to bully this guy!" I shouted back.

"Look, since you're new here I'm gonna give you a warning. Don't mess with me, don't get in my way, and oh. Don't fall in love with me."

"Oh no worries about that last one. I don't think anyone could." I said turning around and sitting next to the guy who was getting beat up. "Hey, you alright?"

"Yeah. You know you didn't have to do that."

"Yes I did. No one should ever get away with doing something like that!" I lifted  him up to his feet. "Here lets get you to the nurse." the crowd had already left after me sitting by him.

"No I'm fine. It happens everyday."

"Oh. That sucks." he laughed.
"So you're really not from here are you?"

"Is it that obvious?" I ask.

"Yeah. One you defended me. Two you have an American accent. Three.... you turned down Jareth."

I giggled. "Umm... I'm Zoe." I said sticking out my hand for him to shake.

"Marcel." he shook mine. I picked up my books and squinted at my schedule. "Having trouble?"
"Uh yeah, my contacts are being crappy." He looked at me and shrugged.

"I wouldn't know. Ummm..... lets see here. Oh... You have Mrs. King. She's uh.... nice. Don't worry I have her too. Here I'll walk you there." I smiled as he gave me back my schedule. We walked down the halls as people started snickering and whispering, pointing in our direction. "Here we are." Marcel said pushing up his glasses and opening the door. I fake curtsied and walk in sitting in the first empty desk available. He sat down next to me and smiled. The bell rang and the teacher came in.

*Skip classes and mean teachers*

"That was terrible!" I said walking with Marcel to my locker. "These are the worst teachers ever!!" He laughed.

"I know! Ugh I swear. Some peoples kids." we both were just laughing as I closed my locker and headed to lunch. Marcel was showing me where some of the classes and other various things were on our way to the cafeteria. Not looking where I was going I ran into a couple tall guys going the opposite direction, and knocking some of their books out of their arms.

"Oh my god I am so sorry! I didn't see where I was going and... and.... sorry." I apologized picking up some of their books and handing them to them. I quickly stood up and tucked a stand of hair behind my ear.

"I'll meet you in the lunch room." Marcel whispered in my ear.

"You're the new girl aren't you?" the one with the black quiff said looking down to my size. Him being like 6 foot and me 5'4 there is a difference.

"Um, yeah. " I said pushing my bag strap higher up my shoulder.

"You wanna come sit with us and our girlfriends?" the one with brown hair and bluish green eyes asked.

"Actually I'm already sitting with Mar-" they started cracking up laughing. I just placed my hand on my hip and waited patiently for them to stop. After about 5 minutes I decided to just go on to lunch. I was starving and Marcel had probably been waiting a while.

"Hey Marc. Wait I can call u Marc right?" I asked.

"Yeah." he laughed. After that we basically talked and ate and went over homework until Jareth came over.

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