BEAUTY AND THE GEEK ~ Timothée Chalamet ✓

~26~

Anya took a tray in her hands and put some food on it, then walked straight to the table her friends were sitting at.

"Hi there queen!" Ollie greeted her as she sat down.

"Hey guys... This food... I'm not having it.. Is this beef made out of rats or what?" she examined the food on her plate.

"Who knows?! Maybe.. I wouldn't be surprised if it were." Lauren shaked her head.

"Omg, Gregg! Come sit with us!" Anya shouted all of a sudden, when she saw her theater pal walking past their table. Gregg smiled big and accepted her offer. Lauren gave the blonde a death glare, but she totally ignored it.

"Hello people!!!" Gregg said loudly in his almost singing voice.

"Nice jacket!" Marie complimented his silky looking bomber jacket.

"Lemme tell you, I'm never taking this off now that you mentioned it!" the boy joked and Lauren tried to hide her annoyance.

"You're gonna have to, at some point!" Ollie smirked. Anya gave him a shocked/surprised look.

"Are you flirting with my theater pal?!?!" she exclaimed.

"Maybe.." Ollie put his hands up in surrender and Gregg laughed quietly.

"You two would be cute together!!!" Marie cheerfully said.

"Chill, it's not like we're getting married.." Ollie playfully rolled his eyes.

"Uh.. What is this beef made of? It stinks.." Gregg changed the subject.

"Yeeees! That's what I'm saying!!!! How am I supposed to eat this?" Anya agreed.

"Oh girl, I'd only eat this if I were constipated and had run out of laxatives." Gregg laughed.

"We're having lunch... In case you forgot." Lauren said in a disgusted tone.

"I think it was funny!" Anya grinned and rested her head on her hand.

"So, how are the theater classes going?" Marie asked them.

"Oh, awesome, she keeps getting better and better!!" the boy replied.

"Oh please! I've always been Oscars material!" Anya joked as she flipped her hair.

"Chill sis.." Gregg laughed loudly. Timothée and Kiara walked to a table close to theirs and quickly caught Anya's eye. The French boy peeped at her and smiled to himself for a second, when he realized she was already staring at him.

"I can't believe we're finally getting closer to getting the parts!!! I'm so excited for this play!" Kiara bit on her apple.

"Yes, we'll find out soon! It's nice that we'll finally get to play an original though.." Timothée drank some water.

"We don't have to worry, I'm telling you.. The parts are ours!" the girl said with confidence in her voice.

"I mean I don't know... We are the ones with the most experience, but we still have to be prepared for any eventuality!" he shrugged.

"I am prepared for anything.. But I also know my abilities and I have faith in myself.." she exclaimed.

"Yes, you're confident about it.. I get it!"

"You should be too.. We'll both do great!!" she spoke and then they both started eating in silence.

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"Okay okayyyy, now that we're alone... Tell me!!! When are you meeting your loverboy?!!" Gregg asked while he and Anya waited for Mrs Barnes to come to the auditorium for the class to begin.

"My loverboy?!" she chuckled.

"Her loverboy?" Timothée's voice suddenly sounded and they realized he was standing right behind them.

"Yeeeees!" Gregg laughed hysterically since the boy he was talking about in reality, had just listened to their conversation.

"No... I.. Damn, Gregg.... He was just talking about my masseur." she hid her face in embarrassment.

"I was?! Tell him the truth girl!" Gregg teased her and Anya gave him a death glare.

"It's okay.. It's none of my business, I didn't mean to eavesdrop anyway.. I just wanted to say hi!" Timothée shrugged.

"Oh okay! Omg by the way I can't come to your house to rehearse tonight.. My mom needs me at home..." Gregg quickly said to Anya.

"But we had no plans-"

"Yes I said I had no plans too, but something came up... Sorry." he said before she could complete her sentence.

"It's fine Gregg..." she played along with him and gave him a fake smile.

"He can always help you though, right man?!! She has really improved since you two started rehearsing together." Gregg exclaimed right when Timothée was about to walk away.

"Oh.. Yes... I have no plans.. I could help you.. With that and with the donation thing..." the French boy put his hands in his pockets.

"The donation thing?!" Gregg questioned.

"Oh yes.. It's nothing.. Just a clear-out.. I'm going to donate some of my stuff.. That's all!"

"Don't you dare donate that black Yves Saint Laurent leather blazer you wore last year on the last day of school..." Gregg put his hand on his chest.

"You really remember what she was wearing back then?!" Timothée asked in disbelief.

"Duh! I have a good eye for detail! She's the most stylish girl in this school... How could I not notice?" he laughed.

"Oh thanks G! That made my day, the YSL blazer is now yours! I'll keep it for you!" Anya grinned.

"Oh. My. God.!!! Anyaaaa! You're the best, I'll cryyyy!" Gregg shouted and Timothée smiled big at the girl.

"Don't cry.. I don't need it anymore, so you can have it! It's not a big deal! I'm sure you'll make good use of it!!!!" she exclaimed and Gregg hugged her tightly.

"Thanks... Omg...." the boy showed her his puppy eyes.
"And oh, have fun tonight guys!" he added.

"Yes! We'll find new owners for your old stuff!! It'll be fun! You'll make so many people happy!" Timothée looked at the girl.

"Oh... Awesome... I'll see you at my house at 7:30 then!" Anya smiled at him.

"What are you all talking about?" Kiara showed up.

"Nothing.. I'm just going to help her-"

"Hello class!" Mrs Barnes walked in the auditorium.

"Lets just go to our seats..." Kiara whispered to her boyfriend and he nodded.

"I'll see you!" Timothée quietly said to Anya before following Kiara.

"Are you two going to rehearse together again?" Kiara asked him once they sat on their seats.

"No.. No.. I'll just help her with a donation she wants to make.. That's all.."

"That's all?! I barely see you outside school, but you actually help her with random stuff she has to do?"

"She's my friend.. I've told you that.. She needs my help, and I wanna offer it to her."

"Go ahead.. You should also be there for me more often though. I'm your girlfriend.." Kiara shaked her head and Timothée rested his arm around her shoulder.