I gave the nerd guy a chance

When you were in highschool, I'm sure you knew about that one girl that everyone was lusting after. The one with the sunny smile and the killer body.

Yeah, that's me.

Rosemary Flowers, or Rose for short. Beautiful blonde hair, big blue eyes, juicy ass, narrow waist and big bouncy boobs. I know I sound egotistical, but can you blame me? When you have a body like mine, you flaunt it.

I love being a walking stereotype. Kind and sunny to the people I like, mean and vicious to the people I don't. All the guys want to fuck me and all the girls want to be me.

Ok, now I sound like a bitch. I swear I'm not as shallow as I seem. Sure, I know I'm extremely sexy and love showing off, but I'm not a jerk about it. I actually strongly believe that any girl is beautiful, even if they don't realize it. And I swear I'm not mean to most people. I'm only mean to people I actually don't like, and they're aren't very many.

I really try not to look down at people. Not only am I beautiful, but I'm rich. Well, not rich rich, but richer than anyone else in town. I don't want to turn into a rich brat, so I genuinely try to be nice.

Maybe that's how I found myself in this situation.

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His name is Henry. He's in a few of my classes and has a reputation for being the class nerd. He gets bullied about it, but I never take part.

As for looks, I'll admit he's kind cute. He's shorter than me with messy brown hair and brown eyes under his glasses. He doesn't seem to be fat or anything, just kinda average. For the most part, he's the kind of guy who slips through the cracks during highschool and then becomes some big tech person in real life.

He was clearly really nervous when he approached me, so I gave him my best smile.

"Can I help you with something?" I asked. He tried looking me in the eyes, but I noticed his gaze shift slightly downward. Once he noticed I saw, he looked away.

"U-um, never mind," he mumbled before turning to leave. Part of me was ready to let him go, but another part of me wasn't. And it was that part that reached out and grabbed his bag.

"I'm not going to hurt you or anything. Just say what's on your mind," I said gently. He slowly turned around and took a deep breath.

"I know you'll probably say no, but I've been really wanting to ask for a long time. Will you um," he stated before stammering off. Now, normally I like to think I'm a pretty smart girl, but I wasn't in this moment. It was really obvious where this conversation was going, but I didn't pick up on that.

"Go on," I gently probed. He took another deep breath before speaking so fast I could barely pick out his words.

"Will you go out with me?" he stammered. My eyes widened and my mouth hung open. This isn't the first time I've been asked out, not even close. But just seeing how much courage it took for him to say this showed just how much he wanted this.

I don't really know why I said what I said, but I did anyways.

"Yes."

That single word has forever changed my life.

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Rose Flowers