"What's the answer to number six, Mr. Matthews?" My math teacher, Mrs. Jones, asked. "Three hundrend forty-six," I said confidently. I knew I got the answer right I always did. "Correct!" Some of the popular kids glared at me, but I was used to it by now. I didn't want to be a "nerd" I was just brought up that way. My parents are overly strict. They expect me to follow in my brother's footsteps. Go to Harvard, co-own the family business, and make a lot of money. That's all my parents cared about; Money and my brother. They could care less about me as long as I keep my grades up I'm fine. BING BING! The bell brought me out of my thoughts and back to reality. As I walked out of class I saw Lydia. Man, isn't she beautiful? I've had a crush on her since last year but I know she will never go for me. I'm just a petty little nerd who her friends pick on. The other problem is her popular boyfriend. He would probably beat me to a pulp if I even got near her! Ugh, I walked up to Emma my best friend and she started telling me about how they picked on her and how some guy swooped in to help. I'll have to thank him somehow...