I raised my hand up for the umpteenth time but as usual, I was ignored, again. Miss Nelly just always seemed to hate me because of the idea she had in her head that I was competing with her. Like I ever wanted such a lame job. Teaching in high school, ha scoff. I was going to bigger places.

(A/n: i think teaching is a great job. This is just to show how obnoxious the character is)

I sighed as the bell rang, I couldn't answer a single question in this class, how lame. I packed my bag and headed to AP Chemistry. I was in that class along with nine other people. All nerds apart from Tyler Williams. Sigh. He was the most handsome guy I had met in my entire life and to top it off, he was popular and a jock, he was the school's quarterback, talk about cliche. The icing on the cake was that he was very nice.
When? When? When will I get my own cliche story, you know with titles like "The bad boy and the nerd", "The jock and the nerd". It can't ever happen though, this is real life, not some movie.

"Hey Tyler"

"Hi"

He probably forgot my name again but no worries, we could still fall in love.

"So AP chemistry huh?", What am I saying? I wanted to enter the ground.

"Yeah", one-word answers are signs that the guy loves you and is so shy and self-conscious that he can't speak much around you.

As Mr Corny, we shortened it from Cornelius but he doesn't know, entered the class. I quickly grabbed my books from my bag and started going through my last class notes, checking if there was any question I wanted to ask him. When I was satisfied I didn't have a question for him, I started listening.

Twenty minutes later and I was packing my bags, ready to go to the cafeteria for lunch.

"Hey babe", a feminine voice said beside me to Tyler, I looked in time to see Linda Morgan, cliche queen bee but not head cheerleader, that post was reserved for Sophia Winston. Ah! Speak of the devil, in walked Sophia, best friend of Linda, beautiful long legs, ebony skin that was always shiny and glossy, long and dark hair.

I walked out of the classroom before I killed someone, Tyler was mine, my high school cliche love story. I put my small bag in my locker, grabbed my purse and headed to lunch. At least I can forget my sorrow in food.

I ordered my food and went to sit at my table alone and to be honest I liked it, I was nerdy enough, I didn't want any nerdy friends, the only friends I wanted were the cheerleader and jocks. I think people got the hint because nobody disturbed me except today.

Standing before me was a very freckled girl, very short and plump with short hair tied at the back. She wore a "Physics > Kissing" shirt, how lame, on blue jeans.

"Can I join you?", she said.

I just stared at her, chanting 'go away in my head and the next thing I knew, she was sitting opposite me at my own table. The nerve.

"I'm Sarah, Sarah Potter"

Again, no answer. I just wanted her to get the hint and leave. I didn't want Tyler seeing me with freckles girl.

"I'm in your AP classes and biology lab"

No answer.

She giggled. Um, what's funny Miss. Freckles?

"You don't talk much, do you? I've only ever seen you talk to Tyler. I know you have a crush on him"

Again no answer because EXCUSE ME? Who did this girl think she was?

"And you always stare at them", she pointed to the table of my dreams, "you should stop though. Things like that don't happen. You can't just switch from nerd to cool in Senior year.*

Why thank you Miss Freckular stalker. No answer again though.

She sighed.

'Finally', I thought,' someone is giving up.'

"You can't, you know. You can't be in their league EVER"

Oh, I hate this girl already. Who did she think she was? Bastard!

She kept eating on my table though. MY table!

" I never invited you here, you can't just start eating here and talking trash at me just like that, pipsqueak."

"Oh, so you CAN talk", she said like I hadn't just asked her to leave.

Oh my God, I think I might murder this girl.

"So help me, if you don't leave here, I'll", I stopped.

"You'll what? Last I checked, the table in the cafe is for everyone", she said shrugging then cleaned her hands, she had finished the chicken she was struggling with.

The next thing she did was the part I completely hated.

She got on the table and screamed,
"HEY EVERYONE, LAURETTA BAUER HERE IS A NERD WHO WANTS TO BE A CHEERLEADER AND HAS A HUGE CRUSH ON TYLER WILLIAMS. ANYONE HAS TIPS FOR HER?"

The whole cafeteria was silent for a few seconds before laughter and snide comments rented the air. A few seconds later, Queen bee and her besties were on their way to my table.

Dear Lord, I wanted cliche but not cheerleader/nerd bullying cliche.

"Hi Lauretta, there would be cheerleader tryouts next week Friday, you have a great body, you should try out", Sophia said.

"Umm okay"

"Hi, Sarah right? Wanna hang out tonight? Lattes and Cafes"

"Nah, I'll pass"

Then they turned and left.

"That's for being rude to me. I might be a nerd but I'm self-confident and I have my pride. Enjoy your day."

Oh my God, what just happened? I was humiliated by a fellow nerd. AND INVITED TO THE CHEERLEADER TRYOUTS AHHH!! I mentally screamed.

Even though I tried to distract myself by the thought that I was invited to tryouts. The humiliation hung in the air. The whole school knew I liked Tyler now and my secret ambition was to be popular. What was worse was that they believed I couldn't ever be.

I WAS GOING TO PROVE THEM WRONG.

Hey guys, the drama is just getting started. I promised non-cliche and that's what I'm putting forward, stay with me and watch as Lauretta climbs the ladder of cliques all the way to the top. Vote and comment on my story. Thanks and Byeee. Xoxo