The Secret Of Every Nerd

The Scars She Hid From The World

REGINA MCBRIDE

The heavy iron gates of the Wilderness Correction Camp groaned as they released me after three years of state-sponsored hell. I stood on the dirt road, clutching a plastic bag that held my entire life, waiting for the family that claimed they sent me there for "rehab." My brother, Brady, picked me up in a luxury SUV only to throw me out onto a deserted highway in the middle of a brewing storm. He told me I was a "public relations nightmare" and that the rain might finally wash the "stink" of the camp off me. He drove away, leaving me to limp miles through the mud on a snapped ankle. When I finally dragged myself to our family estate, my mother didn't offer a hug; she gasped in horror because my muddy clothes were ruining her Italian marble. They didn't give me my old room back. Instead, they banished me to a moldy gardener’s shack and hired a "babysitter" to make sure I didn't embarrass them further. My sister, Kaleigh, stood there in white cashmere, pretending to cry while clinging to her fiancé, Ambrose—the man who had once been mine. They all treated me like a volatile junkie, refusing to acknowledge that Kaleigh was the one who planted the drugs in my bag three years ago. They wanted to believe I was broken so they wouldn't have to feel guilty about the "wellness retreat" that was actually a torture chamber. I sat in the dark of that shed, feeling the cooling gel on the cigarette burns that covered my arms, and realized they had made a fatal mistake. They thought they had erased me, but I had returned with a roadmap of scars and a hidden satellite phone. At dinner, I didn't beg for their love. I simply rolled up my sleeves and showed them the price of their silence. As the wine spilled and the lies crumbled, I sent a single text to the only person I trusted: "I'm in. Let them simmer." The hunt was finally on.

Modern Revenge Scheming

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Adrianna Rodriguez's Point of View:

Ding! Ding!

I jumped out of my sleep at the sound of my alarm. I slowly got out of bed with a huge smile on my face. Now you all must be wondering what the hell is wrong with me?

So let me clear the air. I am not a morning person but the fact that today is my birthday and also my three months anniversary with my boyfriend Jeremy I'm entitled to a little craziness.

I am happy and nervous at the same time. Happy because its my birthday and nervous because of the anniversary.

Slapping a hand on the alarm button to shut it off I crossed my room and entered my adjoining bathroom. I took up my toothbrush and toothpaste and began to brush my teeth. After brushing my teeth and rinsing my mouth I just stood there staring at the mirror and my reflection.

I do this every morning for one simple fact I'm a nerd. Yes!! I said it, my name is Adrianna Rodriguez and I am a nerd. The reason for my looking in the mirror is because I have to remind myself that I am a beautiful young lady no matter what anyone else thinks.

I'm not like the typical nerd that is fat and not good looking. I actually have a great figure with curves in all the right places and I am far from ugly. I despise attention and so I hide my figure under baggy clothes and wear big ugly glasses which help me to be invisible to everyone, everyone except Jeremy.

Jeremy Johnson is the typical golden boy of our school. He does well in school and is the star basketball player. We've been together for three months now and I couldn't be happier. My best friends Katy and Matt have warned me about being with but he was just so sweet to me that I didn't care for their warning.

Moving away from the mirror I grabbed an elastic band and wrapped around my hair so that it wouldn't get wet. Stripping off my clothes I took a quick shower and stepped out of the bath instantly wrapping a towel around me and drying off.

With a contented sigh I walked into my room and headed straight for my walk in closet. I may not show my figure to anyone at school but I have a lot of amazing clothes inside of my closet mainly because of my mother who is a fashion designer. I only plan on showing my true self in senior year which is next year.

To keep up my nerdy act I grabbed a baggy white T-shirt and black skinny jeans with a black converse. Quickly changing into the clothes I freed my hair from the elastic band and ran my hand through the wavy locks. I decided to just put my hair in a ponytail like I do everyday. I grabbed my bag and phone walking down the stairs.

I went into the kitchen shocked to see that my brother was already awake and ready for school.

"Hey Michael"

"Hey," he replied lifting his head from the plate of pancakes only to stuff a piece more into his mouth.

"How are you up so early?" I asked in wonder cause he's never up early.

Swallowing a sip of orange he flashed me is famous smile, "it's your birthday so I'm gonna drive you to school"

"Really," I asked internally jumping in excitement.

His car is literally the love of my life. He's got a black Lamborghini. Now you must be wondering how did he convince my parents to buy him a car that expensive. It's quite simple actually he used the oldest trick in the book.

Compromise? No

Do chores around the house? Nope

Get a job of his own? Hell no

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