BEAUTY AND THE GEEK ~ Timothée Chalamet ✓

~10~

Timmy Tim

Hey An, are you free?

I'm not actually.
Hanging out
with my friends before the party.

Oh.. Okay!
See you at the party?

Yep, I'll see ya there!

"Who are you texting with?" Lauren asked her friend Anya.

"Is your name Sherlock, or what?" Anya raised her eyebrow. Her friend had started getting on her nerves. Lauren was never pleased no matter what. A whole week had passed by, and all Anya ever did was to hang out with her 3 friends. She hadn't met with Timothée outside school for days, yet Lauren was still being annoyed and nosy.
Anya couldn't understand why she hated Timothée so much. He wasn't a bad guy. She had started missing the way she felt when she was with him. She was more carefree then, didn't have to worry about being judged, she knew they were just playing around with each other, no hard feelings, no misunderstandings.

"I'm not Sherlock Holmes.. But I'm your friend!" Lauren put her hands on her hips and looked at Anya annoyed.

"Stop with the attitude..." Anya rolled her eyes.

"Hey, what's going on here??? Jeez, we leave you alone for like 5 minutes and you start fighting like two stray cats.." Ollie spoke as he walked in Anya's bedroom with Marie.

"Looks like our friend here keeps secrets from us.. That's what happened..." Lauren shouted.

"I have no secrets... But why should I tell you everything anyway? It's not like you talk to us about every single person you text with.. We all know you flirt with a bunch of people on Facebook everyday, yet we don't demand to see a list of their names.." Anya bursted.

"Hey, stop it ladies! Let's just calm down! Breathe in, breathe out..." Ollie tried to make them stop fighting.

"Fine.. I'll do it only because you're the one who's asking me to..." Anya gave Lauren a death glare.

"Yeah whatever..." Lauren grabbed a small mirror from a shelf and went to sit by the window to do her make up and ignore her friend.

Marie put on some music and danced around with Ollie, while Anya made her way to her vanity to get herself ready for the party.

After what felt like an eternity they all were finally ready. They hopped in Anya's car and she drove to Shawn's party, who also was one of the popular kids.

The music was loud and there was a lot of alcohol, it was nothing like the parties the geeks threw, Anya was now able to see that.

They all made their way to the garden of the luxurious house, where there was a normal sized bar and they were served some alcoholic drinks. Then they greeted some people from their school and started dancing to the rhythm of the music.

"So, where's your boyfriend? Did he ditch you?" Anya heard the ironic voice and looked behind her.

"Wow, I feel like you're more interested in my relationship, than you are in yours!" she sarcastically answered.

"Of course babe.. Yours is so much more entertaining than mine... An alien came out of nowhere and you decided to date him." Ryan said.

"Exactly! An alien is better than an actual rag... Isn't it?"

"And who's the rag you're talking about?"

"Um let me think.. Your girlfriend." she flipped her hair.

"My girlfriend is hot.. Any guy would want to sleep with her!"

"Oh yeah, I forgot you're a goddamn sexist! But there are guys out there who care about more things than just sex." she rolled her eyes.

"Yeah sure.. The ones who suck in bed!" he laughed.

"The ones who have the ability to please a girl's brain!"

"Just go have some fun with your friends.." Ollie said annoyed.

"Oh, I see you got yourself a bodyguard... You might actually hurt me, if you try to blind me by blowing glitter or something.." Ryan chuckled.

"Just shut up..." Anya exclaimed and started walking away, her friends followed behind her.

"It ain't over yet!" Ryan shouted.

They found a new spot to stand, and they started dancing again. Anya was so angry at Ryan. He had never been a gentleman, but he had only gotten worse.

"Leave me alone asshole!" she angrily said as she felt a hand on her waist.

"Bonsoir belle!" (Good evening beautiful) the boy said and Anya looked behind her in embarrassment.

"Oww.. Sorry baby.. Thought you were Ryan! Hello!" she exclaimed as she noticed a lot of people were already staring at them.

"Did he give you drama once again?" he asked.

"Yeah.." she pouted, that's when he gently grabbed her and kissed her on the lips. Some people looked at them in awe and some in jealousy.

"Young love!" Marie rested her head on Ollie's shoulder and looked at them with dreamy eyes.

"Ahem..." Lauren tried to make them stop, but they didn't.
"Can we just go get another drink?" she asked when their lips were finally separated.

"If I recall correctly your legs work perfectly fine, and your Louboutins aren't broken.. So go ahead!" Anya said without breaking eye contact with Timothée. Lauren rolled her eyes and walked away.

"So, do you like it here?" Anya asked him.

"Well.. I'm not used to going to parties like this.. But the music is good!" he laughed.

"Oh... Really? So you like rap music, I should have figured that out! Rappers support other rappers!" she chuckled.

"Omg.. How embarrassing.." He laughed.

"You two would actually make a cute couple.." Marie quietly said.

"Let me remind you, we're just pretending here..." Anya quickly spoke while she thought of Kiara. She was scared that if she opened up to Timothée, he would just turn her down and it would be humiliating. She knew he had a crush on the smart Kiara.. She had seen the way he looked at her before.

"Yeah, right.. We're totally faking it!" Timothée said. Of course, all you want is the robotics queen, Anya thought to herself and rolled her eyes.

"Is everything okay?" he asked her confused.

"Yep, rolling my eyes is just a big part of who I am! Sorry!" she flipped her hair.

"It sure is.." he shaked his head and laughed.