Chapter Four-"Well Lanter, it's time to start Mission Get Cool"~Part One

A/N Okay everyone, new chapter!!! You would notice that in the title it says part one, but that's mainly because I couldn't fit in everything into it otherwise it would have been too long and too confusing. If you haven't heard by now, I've started a contest on Becoming Popular and I really would like everyone who's supporting the story to enter, because it's tons of fun! There's not much that happens in this chapter, but I can promise you that Part Two is going to get exciting!

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~Dedicated to all those who were called 'Four Eyes' because you didn't have contact lenses~

Chapter Four-"Well Lanter, it's time to start Mission Get Cool"

Most parents disapprove of their kids clothing because it’s either too short or too revealing. My mother disapproved of it because mine were too baggy and covering, a bit like my Grandma Elma. Of course Grandma Elma was born in the 1950’s and back in those days baggy, conservative clothes were in fashion. So when I walked downstairs for breakfast, my mother to say the least was speechless.

Her eyes were huge and scanning me like I was some sort of alien who had crashed landed in our backyard only to take over her daughter’s life. Yup Viv, your mother has finally been surprised by you. I stood uneasily at the entry of the kitchen, while I watched my mother take in my appearance. Instead of the shorts that showed more leg than my mother would have approved of, I opted to use the skinny jeans and black tank top which apparently Amanda said looked badass.

"Vivienne Amy Lanter," my mother finally spoke, "what have you done to my daughter?"

I licked my lips nervously before pushing up my glasses higher up my nose, before answering, "You don’t like it do you?"

It took a few seconds for me to register what my mother was saying.

"No! God no Viv, honey you look amazing," my mother beamed, "so tall and mature!"

I broke out into a smile, walking towards my mother and wrapping my arms around her waist. I looked up at her and said, "Thanks mum."

"Oh sweetheart, you’re really growing up," my mother whispered, "and soon you’ll be going to college and I’ll be here on my own, cooking noodles for dinner."

I frowned at my mother, "Oh come on mum, and we both know that you’re going to find the right guy soon."

My mother laughed as she replied, "I thought that I was supposed to say that to you Viv, but since we’re on that topic, there is something that I need to tell you."

My eyes widened in eagerness as I asked, "What?"

"Well there has been this guy I’ve been seeing lately," my mother began, "his name is Jeff and he works at the firm with my boss."

"Mum, you’re going out with a co-worker?" I asked in confusion.

My mother touched her hair nervously, "Yes, but dear this time it feels so right, you know?"

No, actually I don’t know. I probably never would know what love felt like, hell I would probably never even get knocked up if I paid the guy. I was Vivienne Lanter, geek of the century. It was that simple, no matter how much I tried to change, I was probably going to end up dying a virgin and single with a fat grey cat named Smoky to keep me company.

"Yes," I lied.

With a smile, my mother replied, "Jeff and I were talking, and I told him about you and oh honey, he didn’t run away like I thought he would."

Okay, ouch that stung a little. I was the reason why men didn’t hang around with my mum? Obviously Viv! How stupid can you possibly be? What man in their right mind would want to tie themselves down to a woman who had an eighteen year old virgin daughter who was most likely to be Redwood’s Nerd of the year? Get over it Viv, your mother has a chance to be happy, just support her!

"Me?" I asked softly.

"Yes honey, I couldn’t not tell him of my beautiful daughter now could I? And Jeff told me that he’s divorced. He has a daughter too, she’ll be six next month and so he thought that it would be a wonderful idea if we could all meet," my mother replied.

Okay. What the hell? I was happy for my mother, really I was. But wasn’t this a bit fast, even for her? Mum and I have been living together from the time I could remember and all of a sudden now she wants to introduce me to her boyfriend and his little kid who would probably kick my shins? Mum hasn’t ever introduced me to any of her boyfriends before which could only mean that this was serious.

"Viv?" my mother called, bringing me out of my panicking thoughts, "Sweetie, what do you say?"

Breathe Viv, God, breathe or you’re going to turn blue and pass out.

"I…it’s well…brilliant!" I exclaimed, "It’s going to be wonderful, I can’t wait mum, when do I get to meet Jeff?"

Oh God Viv, you should just shut up! Don’t go on about it, just shut up!

"I seriously cannot wait to meet the cute little kid! I can play with her and we’ll be like super close, you know I’ve always wanted a little sister right?" I continued, "And we could get ponies that match."

"Okay Viv, I get it, you’re happy about it," my mother cut me off, "I’m glad you’re okay with this sweetheart."

With that being said, my mother planted a kiss on my forehead and grabbed her keys and headed off for work. Oh God, what have I done!? I grumbled under my breath and shuffled towards the lounge, ready to switch onto some crime shows, ready to get an excuse as to why having a boyfriend who’s your co-worker could be dangerous when the doorbell rang.

"Oh great, now who could that be on a Saturday morning?" I asked to no one in particular as I flung the front door open.

My jaw fell open as Sean stood in front of me, holding a pile of Math’s textbooks in his arms and a smug smile. I mentally slapped my forehead. How could I have forgotten that I was tutoring Sean this morning? I am such a stupid little-

"You know if this isn’t a good time, you could have called and cancelled," Sean said with irritation.

I sighed, "I’m sorry, I forgot completely about meeting you at-"

Sean cut me off, "It’s cool Lanter, so long as you keep tutoring me."

I stepped aside, opening the door wider as I let Sean into the house before turning around to face him as he dumped his books onto the dining room table and pulling up a chair. I followed Sean, sitting across from him as I grabbed one of his textbooks and began to flip through the pages. My nose wrinkled as I got the smell of the almost brand new pages.

"What’s up with your face Lanter, see something that you don’t know how to do?" Sean asked with a smirk.

I rolled my eyes at him, God, why did he have to look so good?

"No you idiot, this book is brand new and it’s nearly the end of the year," I answered, "have you never used it before?"

Sean shrugged, "I came here to learn not be nagged by my mother."

I crossed my arms, "Fine, what you need to learn?"

"Trig," Sean replied with a frown.

"So tan equals to sin over cos? Sean asked.

I nodded. Finally he understood! I ran my hand through my hair and smiled at the answers in Sean’s book before slumping down in my seat. God was I boring or what? Tutoring Math’s to some hot boy on a Saturday morning and then probably going to watch some crime shows before mum got back from work and then maybe order Chinese food for dinner, then call Juliet and sleep. Yup, my life was really boring.

"I’m done and now it’s my turn," Sean spoke suddenly.

"Turn for what?" I asked, my eyes narrowing up at him.

"Lanter, the deal was I get tutored and you get featured in the paper," Sean said, "so we’re going to get rid of that crap you call glasses and take you to your first party."

I spluttered, "I’ve been to parties before!"

Sean raised a dark eyebrow, "Yeah right, when you were five?"

"No," I muttered, feeling my cheeks heating up.

Sean shook his head as a chuckle left his lips. He grabbed into the backpack he brought with him and pulled out his camera, oh God, not that thing again. The flash made everything go blurry and no matter how much I tried, I was never ready for photos. He stared at me for a minute then smirked before speaking.

"Smile for the camera Lanter."

"So you’ve used glasses all your life?" the optometrist asked.

I nodded, "Yup."

The optometrist, Dr Stone was tall and wore glasses of her own which unlike mine looked a lot more sophisticated than my geeky ones. I sat in her office, unfortunately next to the Sex God, Sean, which made me feel even more nervous than I should have been feeling. I was making a point of looking at the doctor, so that I wouldn’t have to notice Sean’s permanent smirk, but no matter how hard I was trying, I couldn’t help it.

"Okay, come with me and we’ll get your eyes tested," Dr Stone answered with a friendly smile and led me into another room.

She made me sit in this white leather chair which reminded me of a horror story I remember reading about, where this dentist pulled out kids’ teeth and collected them in glass jars and then afterwards he would devour the kids’ whole and send their bones back to the families. God, I really am insane.

"Alright, so I’m going to scan your eyes and then we’ll develop contact lenses for you," Dr Stone instructed me.

I sat patiently in the chair, trying very hard not to just bolt out of the room as the huge machine was placed onto my face a bright light scan my eyes. After what felt like an eternity, Dr Stone returned and led me back into her office where Sean sat reading through one of the magazines that were on the table nearby.

He glanced up at me, "Finally Lanter, I thought you were being murdered or something."

I frowned at him, "Gee thanks."

"Not a problem," he answered with a grin.

Dr Stone entered her office and smiled at me, "Vivienne, your contacts are ready. Here they are, come and put them on."

I walked up to the doctor and after a few failed attempts, the contacts were finally slipped onto my eyes. I must admit that it felt weird to have my glasses off and still being able to see, what was weirder was that Sean was giving me this funny look that I’ve seen boys giving Jessica. In a strange moment, I instantly felt prettier than ever and that maybe, just maybe that I wasn’t going to be staying a geek for long.

"Vivienne, you’re going to steal that crown from Jessica," Juliet beamed at me, as we sat on my bed.

I sighed, "Jules, I am not going to steal any crown from anyone, especially not Jessica."

Juliet gave me a look that said otherwise, "Girl have you seen yourself in the mirror?"

I turned to stare at my reflection in the mirror. My hair was open, and hanging past my shoulders in messy yet sexy waves. My lips were dark with cherry red lipstick that Juliet had given me. I was wearing a tight gold dress that fit my body nicely, ending just above my knees. My eyes were the best part of my face, they were so big and different compared to when I used my glasses. Juliet had outlined them with dark eyeliner and smudged gold eyeshadow onto the lids of each of them.

I looked good.

"Yes," I answered, "but I mean Jessica has so much more than I do."

Juliet rolled her green eyes at me, "Viv, after this party with little British Sex God, you are going to become the most popular girl in school."

The doorbell rang signalling that it was time to go. I followed Juliet as she ran to the front door and swung it open, revealing Amanda clinging onto Sean’s arm like she was going to faint at any moment. She was pretty as ever, her hair tied up into a loose ponytail, but done so elegantly that it looked that she was going to step into a fashion shoot. Her dress was shorter than mine, if that was possible and black, matching her jewellery.

She beamed as she spotted me, "Oh my God, Vivienne, you look so good!"

"I know right," Juliet added.

Sean just stared at me silently before he cleared his throat, "Well Lanter, it’s time to start Mission Get Cool."