Bookworms love Rock and Roll

Welcome to my Roderick story… I love him! I admit I have a thing for boys in bands soo not my fault! I hope that you enjoy this! BTW anyone know what any of Roderick's band mates names are? Let me know if you do okay?

Dis: I don't own Diary of a wimpy kid or "Port star dancing"

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I can feel it… My IQ dropping that is… Like an anchor in the sea of stupidity that surrounds me and drowns me, pulling me under and suffocating me until every ounce of intelligence has been squeezed from my brain.

This place is clearly a waste land…

"Uhh… three?"

"Roderick… this is English class…" The teacher sighs from his position at the front of the class, it's the second day of class and he's already exasperated.

Then again Roderick is pretty renowned for being well…

"Right… Shakesbeer!"

"No. And it's Shakespeare… The playwright… the single most well-known playwright in the world… But you don't care…"

I frown up at the teacher feeling almost as bad for him as I do for me. I know he has to teach him… but I have to listen to him sing off key badly…all year…

"Miss Brown, perhaps you know who the writer that wrote the classic novel Frankenstein is?"

"Mary Shelly," I answer calmly from my position about 3 rows up from Roderick. I could hear him scoff from my position and mock me.

"Tch… thinks she's so smart…"

"Dude… she is smart…" says his friend I mean band mate Rusty from beside him.

"Whatever…" he sighs as he glares up at me, "She's a know it all…"

I frown at the label.

"Thank you Miss Brown, Mr. Heffley would do well to take a leaf out of your book."

"If he could read it…" I murmur to myself as the lesson commences.

Class continues much the way it began, Roderick goofing off with his friends in the back the rest of us trying and failing to ignore him. I was ill as was forced to sit and endure "Porn Star Dancing" being belted as Roderick looked longing at a couple of girls by the window.

I sigh in relief as the bell rings and I'm released from my daily prison. The girls from earlier walk by giggling about how hot Roderick is and what a bad boy he is. I roll my eyes. I didn't want to hear about how amazing some jerk is, so I wait a few minutes for them to leave before I make to leave only to be stopped by Roderick himself.

"So…. I think that you should do my English homework this year."

"You think?"

"Well I haven't decided yet… It's between you and her," he said while pointing to a short girl with frizzy red hair, freckles, thick framed glasses and braces. I felt bad for her with her dumpy clothes and misperceived looks. I'd never really spoken to Nacy… Yes her name is Nacy… Her parents forgot the 'n' when they filled out her birth certificate and ended up just leaving it because they liked the way it sounded.

"Sooo not what I meant…" I said as I turned away from him only to run smack dab into his band mates who were smirking down at me.

He furrows his brows and looks up at Rusty with a 'what-the-hell' kind of look who merely shrugs in confusion as well.

"I was expressing surprise in the pure fact that you 'think.'"

"You think you're so smart huh?" he questions.

"Nope…"

"No?"

"I know I am, now if you will excuse me… I have to go my next class."

"But I'm not done talking to you."

"Look… if you continue to stand in my way you're going to make me mad…"

"Ooo I'm so scared…"

"You should be…"

"Why is that?"

"What's taking so long?" questions a male voice from the doorway.

Standing in the doorway is the captain of the football team with his dark brown hair and piercing blue eyes and just so happens to be my twin brother, Evan Brown.

"Essie you okay?" He questions as he steps farther into the room and looking menacingly at Roderick and crew.

"Fine!" I say with a lighthearted smile as I push my way past the boys blocking the aisle.

He nods in understanding sending them one last glare as we make out way the door.

"So… were they bothering you?"

"Roderick thought that he could make me do his English homework…"

"He's never tried that before," Evan said as we make our way toward the lunch room.

"We're seniors this year though… probably won't pass otherwise."

"Yeah you're right… Come on, the guys saved us a seat."

The guys are the rest of the football team, I've tutored almost every one of them, well at least the upper classmen… some of the new meat hasn't learned to respect me yet…

"Essie!" Exclaim Rodney, Evan's best friend and co-captain, as he rushes over to me and picks me up in a big hug.

"Calm down…" I say with a sigh as he puts me down, "I saw you second period…"

"Yeah but what am I supposed to do in French class without you?"

"Make fun of the teacher by yourself?" I ask with an innocent smile.

He laughs loudly and the two of us head back to the table.

Meet my crush, Rodney Hill, he's cute and smart and totally into his evil girlfriend of two years Heather.

I can't stand that bitch… Oh look… here she comes now…

"Rodney sweetie!" she squeals as she runs up to meet him, "Lookie!"

'Lookie' what is she? Seven?

"I got the tickets to the Britney Spears concert next month! You'll go with me right?"

I stifle a giggle and catch his eyes that plead with me to save him. I just shrug innocently wondering what he expects me to do anyway.

"Suure hunny…." You can just hear the pain in his voice.

Well that's what he gets for dating a bimbo anyway.

"I just got us tickets for ScreamFest," says Olivia my brother's girlfriend casually.

"ScreamFest?" Evan and I chorus while Rodney just opens his mouth in horror.

"Knew there was a reason I liked you…" I say with a laugh.

"Right…" she says as she rolls her eyes at me.

You see Olivia and I have been best friends since the 7th grade and she has always had the hots for my brother, so last year when I found out that he liked her I set them up. Therefore, they owe me their soul.

"Dude… Not even right…" says Rodney from the other side of me.

The three of us just laugh at him.

Rodney and I are on our way to math class after lunch.

"I can't believe it's the same day too! Ugh this isn't even fair!"

"I'm sorry Rodney…" I say softly as we take our seats.

"For what?" questions Roderick from his place diagonal to me.

"None of your business…"

"Oh… so it's one of those moments? What are you pregnant with his kid?"

"No… I'm going to ScreamFest and he's going to see Britney Spears with his girlfriend, who isn't me."

"Whoa whoa wait. You're going to ScreamFest?"

"Yeah… What of it?"

"You got an extra ticket?" he says with hunger in his eyes.

"Maybe…"

"I want it."

"I don't care."

"Come on! Those tickets have been sold out for weeks! How did you get them?"

"I have my ways…"

Roderick narrows his eyes and glares at me.

"I'm not scared of you… so go glare at someone else…" I say in exasperation.

Roderick decides to bother me all throughout class, he messes with my hair, flicks my earlobe, pokes me and does just about everything in his power to make me crack.

The second the bell rings I whip around in my seat.

"Leave me alone, or you're going to be dealing with my brother," I say menacingly.

"And me…" says Rodney as he glares down at Roderick.

"Whatever… I'm not scared of you," Roderick snaps as he stands up to his full height.

The two boys are easily a foot taller than me and both are eye level glaring at one another.

"Rodney, come on let's go…"

I don't want him to get in trouble because of me. Rodney turns his head and looks at me for a minute and nods. He turns away from Roderick who just smirks smugly and watches as he walks away.

"Chickening out?" he calls.

"I'm not kicking your ass… Just leave it at that!" Rodney replies as we walk out of the room.

"He's a jerk…"

"He ever touches you again I'm going to kill him."

"Have fun with that!" I say with a smile as he gets swooped up Heather. I watch for a moment as he kisses her, deeply and lovingly. The jealously is like bile in my mouth, sharp and bitter, I pry myself away as I make my way to class.

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