My Geek

Marcel was always the bullied one in school, least popular and no girl would ever wish to be with him. However, that is about to change when Sky Brown moves into Jelano High School for senior year...READ TO FIND OUT MORE! (:


42. Chapter Forty-Two: Plan NTL

Chapter Forty-Two: Plan NTL. 


Ryan's POV. 

"Hey Ems," I smile and sit next to her. 

"Hey cuz!" She hugs me tightly. Yep, you heard right. I'm her cousin. I don't want Sky or Harry to find out because then she'll stop being my friend since she hates her so much. 

"Let's go buy a gatorade?" I ask. 

"I don't really feel like in the mood for-" 

"Come on," I try to convince her with my puppy dog face. 

"Ugh fine!" She groans and stands up. 

"I'll be back girls," she announces. I stand up and stroll down the hallway with her, listening to her friends whispers. 

'He's so hot!'

'That ass' 

'Oh  my god he was looking at me!' 

I chuckle and shake my head. Only one girl owns my heart. 


Nope, not telling. 

Sky's POV.

"Hold on!" I yell at Niall as I sit on the toilet just playing on my phone waiting for the action. Just kidding. At least I hope not. 

"Hurry up!-" I know why he grew silent. Ryan has done his job. 

Part two of NTL is now on action. 

Niall's POV. 

Just as I am about to finish telling Sky to hurry up, guess who I see strolling down the hallway? The skank and Ryan, Sky's bestfriend. 

Between their deep conversation, Emma stole glances at me until they were out of sight. I sigh and rest my head on the wall beside the girls' bathroom door with my eyes shut in frustration. 

Sky's POV. 

"All done," I walk out the door while drying my hands on my pants. 

"Let's just go already," Niall grabs my wrist, somewhat aggressive, and pulls me down the hallway. 

"What's wrong?" I ask with a big smirk on my face. I know exactly why. Ryan's plan was to taunt Niall with Emma. Making him see her everywhere until he turns cray-cray and confesses he made the tape. 

Ryan's dad is a physcologist so  he knows a lot about this stuff. 

It sounds like a weird plan, but I guess it'll be worth a shot. 

"Nothing at all," he growls as we enter the cafetaria again. 


I stare at the clock, watching the very slow red hand move around the clock in circles. I could hear the faint noise of the teacher talking over the rythmical tapping of my mechanical pencil against my wooden desk. 


I shoot up from my seat and rush over to the exit. Victoriously being the first one out. I make my way to my locker and turn the lock with my combination. 





The lock pops open and I pull the locker open. I sling my backpack over my left shoulder and grab my keys. Securely closing my locker and walking to the parking lots. 


I place the empty bowl of soup on the sink and chug down the rest of my purple grape juice. I place it on the sink on top of the bowl, to wash later, and crash on the sofa. 

I jump up from the sofa at the sudden feeling of vibration on my bum. I take the phone, swiping my finger across the screen and pull it up to my ear without a glance at the caller ID. 

"Hello?" I ask tiredly. 

"Don't talk to me that way. I got you a job, meet you at the same place as always in ten," Becky orders. I immidiately sit up straight and clear my dry throat. 

"Okay, thank you," She hangs up right after I finish. I sigh as I stand up  and walk to my room. 

Don't get me wrong, I love being a model. 

But Becky is just too bossy. I should get a new manager, but who? 

I brush my hair and get some money out of one of my sweaters hanging in my closet. 



I enter the fancy looking hotel and look around for Becky. 

"Hey," She smiles at me. I smile back and follow her into another room. All of the equipment is in the huge room and at the back there's a door with 'dresser' on it. Becky pushes me slightly towards that door encouraging me to go in. 

"Hurry up, you're on in thirty minutes," a woman from the staff frowns at me. I nod and rush into the door. 


"Goodbye B!" I hug her and walk over to my car. Becky waves at me and goes into the taxi waiting for her. I turn on the car and drive to the nearest Starbucks. 


I sit under the AC, playing random games on my phone while impatiently waiting for my coffee. 

"Sky Brown," I jerk up earning stares from people around me and nearly throw myself on the guy. 

"Thanks," I blush look down at the counter, taking the cold drink in my hands without looking at him. 

"Sky?" I look up to see him. 

"Hey," I smile widely. 

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