My nerdy love Story

"You poisoned Reyna's mind!" I yelled.

"She was mine first my everything until you ruined it!"

Eric's smirk was like gasoline on fire.

"I didn't ruin anything," he spat. "You pushed her away."

I clenched my fists. "I love her."

"She hates you," he said coldly. "She's afraid of you."

"Shut up," I growled.

"She doesn't love you. She never did."

"Shut up!" I pointed the loaded gun at his chest.

"Tyler, no-"

BANG.

Everything went black.

***

REYNA

My alarm clock screamed into the silence, and I shot up, heart racing.

Another dream.

Another nightmare.

I dragged myself out of bed, heart still thudding. The cold floor reminded me I had no time for breakdowns. A shower. Vaseline. My worn Pizza Club shirt. Faded jeans. My sandals.

Lip gloss, facecap, purse.

I wasn't ready to return to school. Not after what happened last semester.

But school wasn't even the problem anymore, I looked at myself in the mirror as I sighed and went down stairs.

Mom was already serving breakfast at our small wooden table when I walked into the kitchen.

"Morning, Mom." I wrapped my arms around her from behind.

She smiled. "Morning, sweetie."

But that smile faded fast.

"Why are you in your work shirt? Don't you have school today?"

I froze. "I... just thought I'd help you today."

Her phone buzzed. She checked it then gasped.

"What's wrong?" I asked, though I already knew.

"It's from your principal. He said if I don't pay the remaining fees from last semester, you can't come back."

I blinked, slowly nodding. "Oh..."

Relief washed over me. Guilt followed right behind it.

"I'm so sorry, Reyna..."

"It's okay, Mom," I whispered, hugging her tight. "Maybe it's time for a new school anyway."

Mom left first, off to visit a friend before work. I locked the door, grabbed the company's old brown delivery bike, and started pedaling.

Hi. I'm Reyna Davis. Sixteen. Broke. Brilliant. Betrayed.

My dad disappeared the day I was born. I've never met a single relative. Just Mom and me.

And last semester? My first relationship, my first heartbreak. My ex and my best friend... together. They humiliated me in front of everyone. I still see the way they looked at me, like I was nothing.

I got on my bike going to the pizza hut, as i was riding i was so lost in thoughts then..

CRASH!

My body slammed to the pavement.

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NATASHA

The sun filtered through satin curtains as I opened my eyes to a room dripping in pink and gold. I stretched like royalty in my massive bed, then headed straight to the jacuzzi.

Twenty minutes later, I stood before my vanity, brushing my hair, rubbing lotions and lining my lips with a fierce red.

Gucci shoes. Versace socks. Flawless uniform. Pink Chanel backpack. Confidence? Immaculate.

I was Natasha Benjamin. Sixteen. Rich. Beautiful. Cheer captain. And completely untouchable.

"Mommy, Daddy, look at this." I held up my phone at breakfast.

"A new phone already?" my dad asked.

"No," I said, rolling my eyes. "These sneakers. $5000. I need them for the pep rally."

My dad raised an eyebrow. "That's a bit much."

"Not for us," I smiled sweetly.

He sighed. "Next week."

"Yes!" I squealed, kissed them both goodbye, and strutted to the garage. My GLE AMG was waiting. Life was good.

I was trying to make a video when the driver mashed the brakes. I heard the sound of someone hitting the car, we just had an accident, i screamed storming out of the car.

"Are you kidding me?!, Are you blind?! You almost ruined my car!"

A girl scrambled up from the road, brushing dirt off her face.

"I'm sorry..."

Did she just apologize?

Her clothes screamed 'cheap,' her bike looked like it came from the dump, and she had the nerve to look sorry?

I kicked the bike out of her hands. "Next time, I'll ruin you."

She trembled. "I'm sorry. It won't happen again."

Pathetic.

I flipped my hair, got back into my car, and drove off.

REYNA'S POV

My hands shook as I picked up the dented bicycle.

I hated feeling this way powerless. Small.

Pizza Club was already buzzing when I arrived.

"You're late," Mr. Francis barked before I even signed in.

"I'm sorry, sir..."

"Rain Street, Number 50. Frank Street, Number 8. Hive Street, Number 65. Move."

"Yes, sir."

With help from Gina, I loaded the pizzas and hit the road again.

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A FEW DELIVERIES LATER

I rang the bell at Hive Street, Number 65.

"What?!" a voice shrieked.

"Pizza delivery."

The door creaked open. A woman with curlers, a green face mask, and a robe that looked like a joke grabbed the boxes and slammed the door without a word.

"Rude," I muttered.

I didn't even want to think about Zeke or Kate.

But I couldn't stop, I was leaving

HONK!

Another expensive car. Another near-death moment.

I swerved and crashed into a bush. He jumped out of his car i thought he was going to scold me like the last girl but instead he showed genuine concern

"Oh my God, are you okay?" he said

I groaned in the bush, pushing my broken bike upright.

"Let me help." he said

I reached out. She grabbed his hand.

when i lifted my head up he stopped staring at me intently, i was immediately flushed and embarrassed

"I... I have to go." I said before he could speak i ran off

"Thank you" I half yelled, scourging off.

He looked so good, He had soft, curly black hair.. That style. Those arms. I was having butterflies for this stranger, I thought to myself.

He's so out of my league though I thought to myself.

He's rich. And I'm just a nerdy, broke, nobody.