Nerd Helper (Editting)

Chapter thirteen

Right now I'm standing in front of the biggest bad boy, most feared bully, most popular and hottest guy in school who I unfortunately dumped a smoothie on his head and now he wants to kill me.

Well that sums up my morning.

I close my eyes tightly when I see him raise his hand in the air, I wait to feel the impact of his hand on my face or my head or even my body but nothing happens. I feel a hand cupping my chin and a thumb caresses my cheek.

I open my eyes confused as I see a Matt with an affectionate smile on his face - not his usual smirk but a smile. He looked distant for a while but his smile disappears when he notices I'm looking at him, his usual evil smirk comes back.

"That was a funny prank you pulled at the karaoke club, it was hilarious," I stared at him not knowing what to say. He hands me a lavender envelope with the word invitation written in cursive.

"Dian's having a party and she said we could invite some friends," I was totally confused because
1) The most popular guy in school is caressing my cheek.

2) I've just been invited to the most popular girl in schools party.

3) Matt thought me dumping a smoothie on his head was funny.
Well it was kinda funny.

4) I'm late for physics and I know I'm getting detention.

"Wait you taught what I did was funny? You aren't going to rip off my hair, beat me to a pulp or pour human waste on me?"

"Wooh Weirdy I'm not that cruel, I have a heart you know,"  had this his cool confident look which would make girls swoon but I was too confused to care.

"See you at the party, you can invite some friends. Hope you'll make," he winks at me before walking away in the opposite direction. I stand there dazed trying to process what just happened, when I realize I'M LATE FOR CLASS!!

I run to class frantically almost falling twice, I get to class seeing students talking and playing. Apparently the principal needed our teacher in his office, rumor has it they're dating, weird huh? I hold the lavender envelope in my hands trying to understand what just happened.

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During lunch I tell Whitney and Sam what happened, we sit in silence trying to process what I just said.

"So....", Whitney says breaking the silence, her eyes lit up like Christmas lights.
"We're invited to a popular party because there's no way your going without your best friends," Sam and I look at her like she's insane, well she kinda is.

"So after every thing Crystal just told us all you care about is the party. It's obvious Matt likes her", hearing those words Matt likes Crystal made me cringe a little, I felt bile come up my throat.

"That's insane, Matt doesn't like me. That what he does to all the girls to get in their heads, lucky for me I'm not like other girls".

"But seriously," Sam says "Are we going for the party?" I roll my eyes at them for being so insensitive.

"Don't you two realize this could be a trick".

"Stop being paranoid Crystal, just be happy your invited to a popular party," Sam points out.

"Can we go please please please," Whitney pouts.

"Yeah please," Sam pouts too, they both give puppy dog eyes which I give in to.

"Fine," I say crossing my arms in annoyance.

Reasons I don't want to go to this party.
A) Matt will be there.
B) It'll be full of drunk, crazy, hormonal, horny teens .
C) I'm not a party person.
D) Alcohol makes me sick.

Two years ago at a Christmas party I tried a cup of wine full of bloody red liquid, after a sip of that stuff I puked all over the floor. And to make matters worse, Matt who came with his family witnessed every thing. Just a sniff of that stuff makes me sick.

I pick at my spaghetti trying to sort out my head, when I see Nathan walking over to seat with us "I'll go only if Nathan comes"

"Come for what?" he says while nibbling a French fry.

"Oh, Crystal's invited to a party and we're coming too," Sam says.

"Please Nathan say you'll come to the party so Crystal won't have any excuse not to come," Whitney pouts.

"A party? That sounds fun. Sure I'll be there".

"It's official, where going to a popular party", Whitney squeals.

"Yaay, just great," sarcasm flowing in my words.

After school I walked Nathan to the karate dojo where he'll learn self defense.
"The sensei said he'll teach you a couple of essential self defense moves. In a week you'll be ready, are you nervous," Nathan had a wide grin on his face as we walk in.

"I'm not nervous, just excited. I had some lessons when I was a kid so this will be easy," Nathan says with confidence.

"Okay well have fun".