Mr. Popular And His Nerdy Sister novel Chapter 4

I find my way to target and make my way to the school section. I grab everything I need from a backpack to erasers. I save the pencil section for last because I am a very picky pencil user. I like mechanical, but it has to be a good mechanical pencil. Those cheap black and colorful mechanical pencils just do not work well in my book. I know what you are thinking: it's just a pencil, Marley! Yeah, well, not to me!

"Looking for a good pencil?" A male voice echoes in my ear as he approaches me. I look up to find a very attractive boy. He has dark brown hair that is styled very nicely. And his eyes are a very beautiful green that one could get lost in.

Stopping myself from staring, I look away and a slight blush creeps on my face. "Um, yeah," I reply sheepishly.

"Here," he hands me a pack of mechanical pencils. "These are the best pencils you can get." He smiles at me as I take the pack from him.

"Thanks, uh," I pause not knowing the boys name.

"Jackson Richards," he smiles that very gorgeous smile of his.

"Marley Parker." I smile back.

"Parker?" He questions. "Wait, are you related to Conner Parker?" My eyebrows knit in confusion. How does he know my brother? Oh, right, my brother is mister popular. I forgot.

"Yeah," I say barely above a whisper as I place the pencils in my buggy.

"Oh," he pauses pondering something. "I can't say I'm a big fan of your brothers." He shoves his hands in his pockets.

"I could say the same thing," I say under my breath where he couldn't hear me, but I guess the guy has supersonic hearing.

"You don't like your brother?" I shrug slightly, looking up at Jackson. "Well, he has been my rival in soccer for the past eight years, and Ridgeway has been our rival for as long as I can remember."

After maneuvering through all the people, we finally make it to the office. It is much smaller than I had expected considering that the main entrance is ginormous. At the desk sits an elderly lady who seems to be hard at work with who knows what. There is a short line of student ahead of me causing me to have to wait my turn.

"I have to go, Marley, or I will be late for class. Good luck today. I'll try to find you at lunch," the perky red headed girl waves before rushing off into the sea of people. I wonder if we will have any classes together. Hmm.

Once it's my turn, it takes the sweet secretary fifteen minutes to give me my schedule and books. She also gives me a miniature map of the school so I will not get lost. Using the map, it takes me ten minutes to find my locker, place my books in my locker, and to find my first class of the day.

I'm currently standing outside of the Government class. Well, Marley, you have to enter sooner or later. So here goes nothing.

Who said anything about a soccer game?