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Drama Life of Ms. Nerdy

Chapter 15: Passed Out.

Next thing I knew I was hurled onto one of the dining room chairs and was surrounded by gorgeous boys. Believe it or not; this is real.

I felt all of their stares boring into my head as I kept mine down. I didn't dare to meet Vincent's gaze because when he was about to pick me up from his lap while we were in the game room, I discovered that 'his foot' that was under my butt was something else. Something...

“Savannah, honey. Can you set up the table?” My mother called from the kitchen and I immediately jumped up from my seat, relieved that I could escape from the suffocating air of testosterone. I bet any normal girl in the world that switched places with me and was trapped in a room with them... She would walk out a different person. I didn't think for one second that any one could survive.

“Yes.” I squeaked and when I entered the kitchen, she shot me a weird look before carrying out a pan of fresh made garlic bread from the oven. I think I drooled a little.

“Everything alright?” She questioned, but didn't look at me once as she started to take out bowls and plates from some cabinets. When I answered with a 'yeah', she just told me to grab some glass cups for everyone.

She walked out with a bowl of salad in her hands and I sighed while doing as I was told. I was glad she didn't start asking questions, because I was pretty sure that once I walked in, my cheeks were as red as a fire engine. I still feel the burn.

“What burn? Are you hurt?” Came a deep voice that seemed right behind me.

On instinct, I jumped and screaming almost silently. I was so afraid that almost no sound came from me. Freaking-

“Will?” I asked confused and turned back around to grab the tray I had the drinks on.

“You sound confused... Why?” He asked smugly and trapped me from behind with his arms.

I didn't freeze thankfully and for some reason I was calm. “I don't know. Maybe because it's usually like Vincent, Jordan or Samson sneaking up on me. I think Matt did once too.”

“Oh yeah? Well I thought I sneaked up on you once... Well kind of.”

“Yeah, well you were with the group. You never come by yourself. What's up?” I tried to think about the reasons why Will would come into the kitchen for me, but came to no conclusion. Will was the usual player in the group and you always saw him with girls. I remember at the hangout when he hooked up with one while I was there. How rude!

And why should you care? The voice was back. Crap! Why won't you go away? Go away! I don't need you creeping into my head you freaking creeper!

...There was no response. Right. Because the voice was my subconscious. Did she really think she can just pop up and screw up my head whenever she wanted?

“Did you hear what I said?” I heard Will ask slightly amused. “You started talking to yourself there... do you need help?...” Then he asked the most embarrasing question that my cheeks could not resist blushing to.

“Is it because I'm standing to close to you? Am I so hot you just want to lick off whipped cream off my chiseled chest?”

He got me. He got me!

Will's laugh boomed throughout the kitchen and he winked before leaving, “I like wine with my steak...Sweet cheeks.”

I scoffed and crossed my arms over my chest. Just who did he think he was? Strutting in here like a model and scaring me half to death? Then, he had the nerve to tease me and make me blush on purpose. I gasped. Now that I think about it, that was his mission all along. Oh you're going down Will.

I grabbed the tray and before I did I made sure to pour some grape juice in Will's cup. Did he think that we were some wealthy family that had our own wine collection? He better not, because then I won't be the crazy one. He will! Will will!

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“Mom. I need you to cut this for me.” I groaned as I failed attempt number six on trying to cut one small piece of my steak. I ate everything else on my plate except for the steak. I already knew that I was a horrible cutter even though everyone else made it look as easy as pie. I glanced at Matt and saw that he had a folded napkin on his lap. How posh!

My Mom gave me an exhausted look and was about to stand up from her seat when Matt stopped her. “I'll be glad to help her Colline.” I shivered in disgust as he called her that. He needed to be formal with my Mom like normal people.

My Mom giggled, “Thank Matthew. You are so kind.” Then she had the audacity to wink at me and mouth, 'He's the one.' I responded with a look of utter horror on my face and tried so hard not to blush or gag. Both were very bad.

Matt leaned over from where he sat next to me and began to slice up my steak. Did I mention he did it very fast? My eyes widened when I realized what I just thought... He cut the steak fast. In less than a minute, he was finished and Matt set down my knife and fork gently onto my plate. I looked at my plate in amazement and gave him a grin in thanks. He nodded smiling.

I started to slowly chew on my food, making sure my mouth was closed as I looked at everyone else's plates- empty. Looks like I'm the slow eater in the house. My mom noticed too and excused herself to get us all dessert. I watched her retreating figure in anguish and almost cried out, 'Don't leave me with these hormonal baboons!'

I wanted to whimper like a sad little dog, who's owner left the house and didn't bother to take me with him.

Across the table I watched Will pick up his untouched glass of 'wine' and when he gulped it down, he spat it out all over the table. I choked out a loud laugh and thought to myself, and one point for Savvy.

Then I froze, Did I really just think that?

I snapped out of my frozen like state and looked at the purple mess all over the table. I was actually glad that my Mom was in the kitchen. But she would be back any minute now.

I felt Will's glare on my forehead and I just kept staring at the table cloth.

Yep, any minute now- Mom. I finally found the confidence to look Will in the eye and when I did. He pounced.

Like legit.

“Ahhhhh!” I jumped onto Vincent's lap as Will went flying into the seat where I just sat. “Are you out of your mind?”

“I told you wine.” Will growled, but there was a playfulness behind his threatnening glare. I can't believe he jumped over a table because I didn't get him his precious wine! Someone was definitely out of their minds and it obviously wasn't me... Unless I imagined the whole thing.

Suddenly Will was on his feet and he looked like he was about to pounce again when a giant carrot came bursting into the dining room with a serious Samson on top of it. I blinked twice to check if everything was real.

“Don't worry Savvy, I'll save you!” His voice thundered as if he was Super Man. And then, with his... carrot, Samson flew towards Will and made him lose his balance.

Oh my gosh! This was unbelievable... This was-

A very cold liquid was abruptly splashed on my face and had me sputtering for words. I blinked again and this time, I was in my room. And there around me, was the boys.

“About time you woke up!” Jordan exclaimed with a smirk on his face.

“Thought you were dead.” Vincent said with no emotion. Did he care? I mean that sarcastically by the way he said that. Because really? You tell someone that you thought they were dead with nothing but a blank and emotionless expression? Normal people would have a look of concern or worry on their face. But then again, I was talking about the Untouchables here.

“Why were you muttering carrot?” Samson asked as he leaned it close to my face. He analyzed me carefully and then suddenly he smiled and abruptly kissed me on the forehead. I didn't do much because Samson and I were friends, but the rest of the guys didn't know that.

“Hey, knock it off.” Jordan said gruffly and hit Samson on the head. This caused both Samson and I to raise our eyebrows in response. Matt smiled a little and Vincent couldn't stop scowling at Samson.

Then Will asked, “So why did you pass out at the dinner table?” Which caused me to jump in the air and inch back. Was he going to pounce again and why did he ask why did I pass out? He was acting like nothing ever happened.

He must of seen my look of confusion and continued, “Right after Matt was done cutting your steak... you suddenly seemed out of it. I don't know. It must have been a lack of dehydration, like Matt suggested.”

In return, Matt nodded in confirmation of what Will just said. Then I responded with a look of recognition, “Oh yeah... That might explain the flying carrot and Will trying to pounce on me...” I trailed off.

“So I finally acted on it...” Will muttered and everyone gave him a weird look, including me.

“Why was he trying to pounce on you?” Jordan asked, but then changed the question by asking, “Was I your little dream?”

I shook my head no and he put his head down in disappointment and started to pout. “Haha. Well, everyone else was in it.” Everybody's heads shot up and their whole attention was on me. Hmm.

“I put grape juice in you wine remember?” I asked Will and he nodded with a shrug, indicating that he didn't really care. Wow, well my imagination was way over the top.

“...Okay so when you drank it, you got kind of mad and pounced over the table, but I jumped on Vincent's lap just in time and-”

“Hey, why does he get to have you on his lap?” Samson pouted and I stopped him with my hand.

“I'm getting to it.” I smiled and continued, “Then out of no where Samson comes in with a flying giant carrot and it saves the day!” I cheered.

When the boys started to laugh, I joined in also. We didn't really get to enjoy dinner all that well since no one really spoke, but we all just crammed up in my room. Vincent left saying that he's not one for girly gossip and I rolled my eyes and told him bye. He shot me a look and I didn't get to fully read the expression on his face when he disappeared.

“So....” I trailed smiling. All the guys just managed to pile up on my bed and Samson jumped up screaming his suggestion.

“Sleepover with no Vincent!”

I laughed, knowing that this was his dream come true. “I don't know if my mom would allow that guys.” And then I was attacked by hands at all sides.

I laughed so hard that my sides and throat began to hurt, “No more. No more!”

“Say we're sleeping over!” Jordan bellowed.

“Say that we can stay in here too.” Will said after him.

“Okay, okay!” I squealed and when they finally stopped, I rolled over to meet everyone's eyes. “You guys can sleep-over.”