A Jock, A Nerd, and A Bet

Songs for the chapter

Say (All I Need) by OneRepublic

Use Somebody Kings Of Leon

This Must Be My Dream by The 1975
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I am utterly confused. I mean, I bump into a guy's chest and now everything is changing. Jordan and his friends have been sitting with us every day at lunch. It's the same thing every day. I'm quiet and he'll start a conversation to get me to talk and then I end up blushing like an idiot.

Jordan is hot. I mean everything about him draws you in. His brown hair to his blue eyes to his pink lips that look so kissable, but I have my guard up. Guys like him don't talk to girls like me. We have gone to the same school for years and never once has he talked to me.

"Penny for your thoughts?" He asks with a smirk, breaking me from my thoughts. I have a banana in my hand, but it's obvious I'm not going to eat it with all of these thoughts running through my mind.

"I'm sorry. I'm just wondering why you're over here." I say. He seems taken aback by what I said and I quickly correct myself.

"I mean, I don't mind you being over here, it's just that you never talked to me before. It kind of makes me wonder why you're over here." Honesty is the best policy right now. I want us to be honest with each other so that neither one of us gets the wrong idea.

I expect him to be upset or mad at me for questioning why he is over here, but instead he lets out a small laugh. I mean any girl would want Jordan over here, no questions asked, but I'm not a normal girl. That's why I've never have had a boyfriend or been kissed. 

"I get it. I would be wondering the same thing. It's just that, when I bumped into you it was something about you that made me want to get to know you." He smiles, looking sincere. 

I blush. "I barely talk to you. You literally have to start the conversation every day with me. I'm not that interesting." I say, giving him a way out now.

He places his hand on top of mine, causing my heart rate to increase. I'm sure my eyes are about to pop out of my head. He's touching my hand. His hands are rough yet soft at the same time. Does that even make sense?

"Hey, I don't think that for one minute. I think it's pretty cute how shy you are." He looks me in the eyes, giving me a small smile.

He's flirting with me. It's times like this that I wish I knew how to flirt back or the right things to say. I'm sure the girls he has dated are more experienced than I am.

He's still looking at me while I blush like an idiot. I look up at him and he seems to be thinking about something. I don't get to ask because he speaks up before I can.

"Abby, why are you so shy? I mean, you hang around Jake and Alyssa and they're not shy at all. The exact opposite of you." He seems truly intrigued and I wish I could answer his question. For years I've wanted to know why I'm the way I am.

I shrug a little. "Making friends has always been hard for me. I don't exactly fit in with everyone and people know that when they first meet me. They know I'm.I'm... different." I tell him truthfully.

"I like different. It's not good to be like everyone else. You should always be yourself because if you don't, then you'll live an unhappy life." He gives me a small sincere smile and smile in return, happy that someone understands.

"Thanks, Jordan." I run a hand through my hair. Jordan is sweet and I like that, but I feel like there's something I don't know about this guy.

Something is missing. The whole sweet guy thing doesn't fit him. It's like he's hiding a part of himself from me. Almost as if he's trying to impress me or something. In fact, whenever we talk, he always asks stuff about me and never wants to talk about himself.