#Nerd (Hashtag #1)

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for trying to steal someone’s man.”
    I tore my eyes off the fight and glanced at Ivy. “Seriously?”
    “Them bitches be cray-cray,” she slurred.
    I didn’t understand what that meant, but I laughed because it sounded ridiculous.
    Ivy giggled beside me and we started walking again.
    That’s when I saw him.
    Romeo wasn’t more than thirty feet away.
    The smolder of the fire only enhanced his already superior good looks. He seemed sharper, more toned. The heavy shadows cast by the flames gave his cheekbones a more carved-out appearance. His lips seemed more defined and his body appeared larger against the black backdrop of night.
    He was wearing a baseball hat turned around backward on his head. The edge of the material seemed to slash across his forehead, just above his naturally arched brows, and draw even more attention to his unbelievably blue eyes.
    In his hand was a SOLO cup, and people crowded around him, laughing and slapping each other on the shoulders. There was a girl with long curly hair hanging halfway down her back who had affixed herself to his side, and he didn’t seem to mind one bit.
    Our gazes locked.
    Recognition flared through his body. I knew by the way he stiffened slightly even as his body turned toward us.
    Please don’t come over here, I prayed to myself. The last thing I wanted was to hear him remind everyone that I was someone he was forced to know.
    I turned away abruptly, breaking eye contact and tightening my grip on Ivy. “Come on,” I told her, my tone harder than usual.
    “I wondered where he went,” she said, dragging her feet and craning her neck to look behind us. “Let go. I’m going to stay.”
    “We’re leaving,” I said, trying to hold on to my patience.
    She dug in the heel of her boot and rooted herself into the dirt. “No.”
    With a frustrated sigh, I turned to face her, making sure my eyes stayed averted from where Romeo was standing. “You called me for a ride. I came. We’re leaving.”
    “You’re not my mother!” she snapped and yanked her arm away forcefully.
    I stumbled and stepped to steady myself, but the stupid too big, too long pants I was wearing got in my way. My foot got tangled in the fabric and I fell over.
    I lay there stunned a few seconds as people around me laughed. Ivy stood over me, staring down with her mouth in a little O shape. I don’t know why she looked so surprised. This was her fault.
    My wrist was stinging because I’d stupidly tried to catch myself when I fell. All that resulted in was me jamming it into the hard ground beneath all my weight. I sat up and pulled my hand into my chest, rubbing the sore area a little.
    “Are you okay?” Ivy asked, reaching out to help me.
    I pulled back and climbed to my feet alone. “I’m fine.”
    I felt the stares of a thousand eyes. I hated it. “Look…” I began. “If you want to stay, fine. But don’t call me in an hour to come back.”
    She didn’t reply. She didn’t even look at me.
    Her gaze was fixed off to the side, her attention solely focused on someone else.
    “Ladies,” Romeo said. The people standing around watching our little scene parted and he stepped through.
    Ivy stuck out her chest a little and tossed her hair over her shoulder. “I’ve been looking for you,” she said.
    “You found me,” Romeo replied, holding out his arms.
    Oh. So he’d come over here for her. Well, that made sense. I really shouldn’t have thought he would come over here to see me.
    “I needed a ride.” She went on, shimmying up to his side.
    “I’ll walk you to your car,” he said, dropping an arm over her shoulders and steering her toward me.
    Our eyes met briefly before I turned and led the way to where I left the Corolla. Ivy didn’t fight him one time.
    Jerk.
    At the car, I opened the back door and motioned for him to dump Ivy in the backseat. She’d likely pass out before we even got back to the dorm.
    When she was in the car with the door shut behind her, I breathed

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