You know the time were you just really wished you are a nobody? Like the kinda of person that people don't look twice at? Or the kinda that's mostly ignored?

Oh how I wish that was me, right now!

"Anna Spencer?" My Geometry teacher called role.

"Here." I muttered and raised my hand and it feels like the whole class looks at me.

She calls a few more names before the door opens and a Greek God walks in.

"And you much be Asher Reid." The teacher says, more or less amused. "Take a seat over there by Anna."

"Who's Anna?" He asks the class and I raise my hand a fraction of an inch.

"Oh no. I'm not sitting with... That." A look of disgust on his face.

"And why not Mr. Reid?" The teacher asks.

"Because I don't do nerds or losers ok? And I don't like the look of her." He spits and it pushes my buttons too far this time.

"Ok look here, bud. I don't know who you think you are but I will shove you damn ego so far up your ass you won't even be able to see straight. Go take your fat, ignorant, selfish ego and do bother someone else. Yes, I may look like a damn nerd but maybe that's because I actually have to work for things in my life, unlike you. So fuck off, jerk." I stand up before saying all of this and start to feel self conscious after.

A shocked look is still ok his face when I sit down but he quickly covers it up.

"Damn, you're not ass bad as I thought." He smirks and takes a seat beside me as the teacher continues.

"I am Miss. Snelgrove, but you can call my Miss. S...." She starts out but I don't hear anything else because Asher starts trying to talk to me.

"What!" I finally snap at him.

"Woah, someone didn't take their bitchy pills this morning." He laughs.

"Or maybe they are ineffective when I'm around asses, like you." I smile sweetly and see shock and something else cross his face before he masks it up.

"Oh you're a feisty. I like 'em feisty." He winks.

"Seems like you need to go back to were you belong then."

"And where is that?" A smile plays in his lips.

"Back to your natural habitat: the zoo." I spit and I hear a few people behind me laugh, obviously listening in on our little 'exchange'.

"Oh girl. You don't know what you're messing with." He goes from laughing to cold in a second.

"Maybe that's because I don't give a rats ass. You may think you run this world but sorry, honey, I got there first." I pack up my stuff and walk to the door and the bell rings for second period less than a second late. I walk out the class feeling giddy and in high spirits.

Oh, I'm gonna have so much fun this year. Out with the loser, in with the queen.

You better watch out everyone, because there's a new queen in town. And she doesn't put up with your shit.

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It seems that things only got better from there. Apparently, the whole spit-spat with Asher has run through the whole school in less than an hour.

"Did you see how pissed he got?"

"I heard that she slapped him!"

"She's in some serious trouble. No one, and I say NO ONE has talked to him and his family like that and lived!"

I hear all these things as I'm walking to History and see a few people watching me and pointing.

An arm wraps around my shoulders and I turn to punch whoever it is but I'm stopped short when Asher grabs my hand.

"Hey, Jade." He smirks.

I don't question the nickname out loud.

"What do you want, jerk." I respond and push away from him so he's not all over me.

"Can't I have a friendly chat with a peer?" He gasps and puts a hand to his heart, trying to look hurt.

"We both know you don't give a damn about me." I snap.

"Debatable, Jade." He smirks before walking around me and heading into the History room.

What the hell just happened?