User blog:MichaelDiaz101/Love Not to Be

His eyes opened, hers remained wired shut. Ryan made no movements, so as to not stir her from her slumber. For the time he looked her over. She wasn't the most physically enamoring sight, at least to others at Bullworth, but there was something he felt with her that he hadn't quite felt before.

She was smart, patient, observant. The day they met there was certainly tension between them. They were of rivaling cliques and were sworn enemies. To her he was just some dumb football player, only interested in a girl with a nice rack, and a fit build. To him the moles on her cheek, and the way her crooked teeth added to the lack of physical attraction.

When they were paired together in class there was certain protests from both sides. Both refused to work with one another, but when the threat of being marked down came to arms they came to an uneasy agreement. That agreement led to them falling for one another.

When she awoke he tried to play it off as if he wasn't watching her the entire time, as if he was still asleep. But he couldn't hide it very well.

"I know you're awake." She giggled.

He laughed softly, stretching his arm around her. "Sleep well?"

"Yes, and you?" Beatrice asked.

"Ehh." Ryan shrugged.

"Have you thought about how you'll inform Ted about us?" She inquired, tilting her head to the right.

"Yeah.." He lied, he hadn't even considered it. In fact he didn't find it to be a good idea. For the purpose of his own popularity he knew that telling Ted wouldn't work.

"Why?" She asked, sighing. She knew why, but she still had to ask.

"It's just..." He struggled to put it into words, even with how he felt for her it just wasn't to be. Ryan knew that he needed to balance out his love life, with his social standing at the school.

"So you're too cool for me?" She asked, rolling her eyes.

"Babe, it isn't that, it's just-"

"No, that's exactly what it is." She contended. "I'm just your bitch to fuck and nothing more." Her tone growing more abrasive. She was no longer that submissive Nerd girl, she was angry. For the first time she'd found someone who felt an attraction to her, but alas it wasn't for love or anything of that nature. She pushed herself away from him, grabbing her clothes and putting them on, she opened the door and left, slamming the door as her final point.

"I'm sorry." He said, quietly. He tried to refrain from crying but soon the tears were coming out. She was just a Nerd girl, why did he feel this way?