BEAUTY AND THE GEEK ~ Timothée Chalamet ✓

~13~

"I look ridiculous... I'm not going to wear this." Anya said when she walked out of her pink bathroom in her school's band costume.

"You'd like it if it had a Chanel tag on it!" Timothée rolled his eyes.

"It wouldn't look this bad if it had a Chanel tag." she looked at him annoyed.

"Designers make weird clothes all the time, what are you talking about?" he stood up from her bed and walked towards the window in his own costume.

"There's nothing weirder than this..." she picked up the hat with the feathers on top of it and showed it to Timothée.

"This completes the look! And it's great! Put it on!" he picked up his own hat.

"I really don't want to..."

"C'mon, we'll do it at the same time... I won't make fun of you." he groaned.

"Fine.. 1...2...3.." she said and Timothée put on the hat, she didn't. She looked at him and started laughing histerically.

"Sometimes I wonder if you really are 17.. Put the hat on!" he rolled his eyes.

"Fine.." she rolled her eyes back at him and finally put the hat on.

"See? It was easy.. Dior didn't sue you..." he laughed.

"What the... I look freaking ridiculous..." she said as she looked at her reflection in the mirror.

"Ridiculous is the new sexy!" he did a weird dance.

"What was that?!" Anya gave him a serious look, then bursted into laughter.
"The 'Crank That' dance!" he exclaimed and did it once again.

"You're super weird." she chuckled.

"Yeah, yeah.. I know, weird was supposed to be my first name, but it's now my middle name! Just take your cymbals, we have to go!" he put on his snare drum carrier, as she grabbed the golden cymbals.

"I still hate you for making me do this by the way..." Anya groaned one last time and then they left her house.

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"You know my cheermates will make me leave the team if they realize I ditched them to be on the bleachers, with the band.. This ain't a Taylor Swift video..." Anya exclaimed as she drove her car.

"Just stop complaining, they won't even notice you're there, the band is basically invisible.... Everyone's too busy looking at the cheerleaders. Which is such a shame, because we contribute as well... We don't get enough credit." Timothée said and the girl parked the vehicle.

"Uuuuh... Can't you just let me go back home? I don't like the things I'm wearing..."

"No... We had an agreement! We're late, we have to go!!" the boy said and she groaned as she opened the car door.

There was already a big number of people in the stadium of the school, and Anya tried to go straight away to the bleachers with Timothée, just to avoid being seen by one of her friends or somebody else.

"I'm kinda glad for this hat now..." she said as she tried to pull it down and hide her face with it.

"Hi Tim!" Kiara's voice sounded and Anya instantly looked at her. Of course she was in an identical costume as hers... She looked like a perfect match for the French boy. But in Anya's eyes she was a perfect rival.

"Hi Kiara!" Timothée smiled.

"Ahem.. Oh, aren't you in the theatrical team? Baby.... You haven't introduced us yet, have you?" Anya said to the boy.

"Oh.... Yes, I haven't.... My girlfriend, Anya... My friend, Kiara." he awkwardly pointed at each one of them.

"It's nice meeting you! I didn't know you had a girlfriend!" the tall girl exclaimed.

"Huh... Really? Isn't that like the hottest topic in our school?!" Anya rolled her eyes.

"Well.. Not everyone is interested in the love lives of the "popular" kids.......Anya." she gave her an unfazed look.

"Anya? What? Where?" one of the band geeks shouted.

"Oh, right here! Our band has grown!!! We might actually get the recognition we deserve now, right?" Kiara said and everyone's eyes landed on the queen bee.

"Anya Davis.....On the bleachers.. Just wait until this becomes the front-page headline of the school's newspaper!" a geek spoke in excitement.

"Sorry...!" Timothée gave her an innocent smile and puppy eyes as she looked at him in annoyance.

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The game began and everyone was indeed too focused on the athletes and the cheerleaders to notice the band. That's when Anya realized how unfair this was. Everyone liked the "popular" kids just because of their ridiculously good looks, but nobody paid enough attention to the intelligent, or the talented kids.
And then there he was... A boy that had everything, Timothée was something else.

Another point for their team, and the band started playing to boost the athletes' confidence and to get the crowd in the mood.
Anya looked at the curly haired boy who was having the time of his life, then he looked back at her and giggled.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" she tried to hide a smile.

"A lot! But you have to admit, it's not as bad as you thought it was!!!!" he teased her.

"Okay, it's not that bad, happy?" she groaned.

"YES!" he shouted and then their team scored again.

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After their big win they both left, and Timothée tried to keep up with Anya's fast pace, who still didn't want to be seen by her friends. She was quite scared they'd be dissapointed in her, and of course she wasn't ready to explain herself.

"Good game, huh? Goodnight Tim!!!" Kiara shouted as she walked past him.

"YE-, Yes! Goodnight Kiara!" Timothée stood still for a second, and then ran towards Anya's car, he needed a ride back home after all.

"It's funny how she only said goodnight to you.." the girl exclaimed as he opened the door and got in.

"I'm sure she didn't notice you, she's a very kind girl." Timothée spoke as he wore his seat belt.

"Is there anything she's not? She's literally everywhere.."

"She's just a multitasking person, I am one too.. She enjoys this type of stuff."

"Oh... You're simping... Too bad you have a fake girlfriend and can't date her at the moment!" Anya shrugged.

"Pffft, who said I want to date her..?" he hid his face with his hand.

"I could literally see the pain in your eyes when I told her we are together Timmy Tim.." Anya let a small fake laugh out.

"This is just the way my eyes look like... It's fine you know, since you want to make this fake relationship believable everyone needs to know, even the geeks, even the theater kids.. Everyone.. Including her."

"Yes... I promise you it won't last long though... So everything's fine.. You'll ask her out soon..." Anya said as she started the car, and Timothée sighed as he leaned his head on the window, the ride home was quieter than usually.