BEAUTY AND THE GEEK ~ Timothée Chalamet ✓

~28~

"We're hanging out after school, right?" Timothée's best friend asked him.

"Yes, we're playing Red Dead Redemption!" he rubbed his hands together.

"Finally man!!!! You've been so busy... You got a girlfriend and you totally forgot about your best friend.." Nick said in a dramatic way.

"I barely hang out with Kiara... What are you talking about?!"

"What?! Who do you spend your free time with then??"

"Oh.. Nobody, nobody.. I just study and rehearse for the play... You know..Just the usual."

"Anyway.. I have ping-pong practice, I'll catch up with you later!" Nick said and did a fist bump with Timothée before walking away.

"I thought you were going to wear your new hat Baguette!" Anya smirked as she walked past him. He walked behind her and tried to catch up with her.

"Don't you think the fur har is too much for a day at school?" he questioned as they both walked down the hallway.

"Maybe!"

"Plus why hide my nice curls, right?" he chuckled.

"Ooooh, so full of yourself!" Anya playfully rolled her eyes.

"So you're saying you don't like my hair?! Let's be honest here!" he acted offended.

"Okay, your hair is nice.. Thanks to me!!! I taught you how to style it correctly!" she smirked.

"Thanks, you're like the Mr. Miyagi of styling!" he joked.

"Oh true.. But I also know karate, so don't make me lose my patience!"

"No you don't know karate.. Stop lying...."

"Wanna risk it and find out???" she gave him a fake smile.

"I'm not sure..." he acted terrified.

"See? You don't. Smart boy!" she pinched his cheek.

"Ow, okay.." he giggled.

"Well, well.... Look who we got here!!!! Did you two realize you're both losers and need to be together again?!" Ryan stood across from them.

"Oh... So now I'm a loser.. Weren't you trying to get back with me like some weeks ago?!" Anya shaked her head.

"NAH.. Why would I wanna date you, when I smash Lola?"

"Because you're scared of getting chlamydia maybe.." Anya exclaimed and Timothée chuckled.

"What are you laughing at freak? Is it that funny?" Ryan asked him.

"It is actually.. You pretend like you don't care, yet you always try to talk to Anya and get a reaction out of her.. I don't blame you though, she's so out of your league and you know it!" Timothée felt confident enough to defend her.

"Tim...." the girl said quietly to stop him, the last thing she wanted was Timothée to get beaten up by her ex boyfriend.

"Somebody has to teach you how to keep that mouth shut... You only talk bullshit. I'm too good for her... That's why I cheated on her after all... I'll probably end up dating a celebrity when I leave this shithole named school." Ryan spoke in anger.

"Go ahead and date a celebrity then... Leave Anya alone and stop disrespecting her. Deep down you know she's so much better than anyone you'll ever meet." the French boy said without losing his cool.

"Stop acting like you have the right to lecture me, half pint.."

"Gooo away.. Leave us alone!" Anya shouted.

"No... Let him do what he wanna do! Are you going to hit me? Just because I speak the truth? Do it!" Timothée rested his hands on his waist.

"Tim.. What the hell... Let's just go..." the girl tried to pull him away, but he stood still.

"You're screwed....!" Ryan said and his fist landed on Timothée's face.

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"Tim???? Are you okay????" Anya asked worried. Timothée opened his eyes and blinked a few times before realizing he was surrounded by random students in the middle of the hallway.

"I got punched, didn't I?" he questioned.

"You did..." Anya wrinkled her nose.
"Just walk people... There's nothing to see here... Leave!" she shouted to the people around them as she took Timothée's hand in hers and helped him to stand up.

"Easy.. Easy..." he touched his head and blinked a few more times.

"Tim... Why did you do this??? You got yourself hurt... Just try to ignore Ryan when he approaches you... He's an asshole.. You didn't have to defend me.." Anya picked up the boy's books.

"I know he's stronger than me.. I know he's bigger than me.. But he can't disrespect you like this... He only punched me because he knows I am right and he apparently ran out of words... I'd get punched again, to defend you, though."

"Timothée..." Anya caressed his arm.
"This is going to bruise really badly...!" she quickly took her hand away when she spotted Kiara walking towards them.

"I'll look badass... It's okay!" he joked.

"Let's see how you'll explain this to your girlfriend.." she quickly spoke and Timothée looked behind, only to find Kiara standing a meter away.

"I heard you were in a fight?! What happened???" Kiara approached her boyfriend and gave a quick disapproval look to Anya.

"Nothing serious.. Don't worry.. It was just a small punch..."

"Your eye says otherwise... It's swollen..." Kiara took a better look.

"You should put some ice on it as soon as possible.." Anya exclaimed, the tall girl gave her another disapproval look.

"I got you baby.. Let's go to the nurse.." she grabbed Timothée's arm and Anya hesitantly tried to hand her Timothée's books. Kiara ignored it and walked away with Timothée, who gave the queen bee a weak smile.

"So, can you explain to me how you ended up getting punched all of a sudden?! We've known each other for so long, and you had never been in a fight before, not even once.. What happened now?" Kiara asked on their way to the nurse.

"I just hate when men insult women.. That's all.."

"Women or just Anya..? I assume she's the one you fought for, since she was there and everything..." the girl raised her eyebrow.

"You're right.. But she's my friend.... I had to defend her.. Or else I'd feel like a total loser.."

"Okay baby... I get it... I'm just worried she'll misunderstand your kindness... Perhaps she thinks you're flirting with her or something... You don't want to mislead her and give her fake hopes, right? Her ex cheating boyfriend caused her enough pain..."

"Right...."

"Good.. Now let's put some ice on that eye of yours!"