Novel & Cerita Bad Nerd

I snarled, “You really think because you’re the school’s star, you get to flunk around while I do all the work?. News flash, I’m not that kind of nerd!!” “Nerd?!!” He scoffed, “No one thinks of you as a nerd. You’re very— “I’m very what?” “You’re..” He stuttered, “You’re very….bitchy!” I couldn’t help but feel like that wasn’t his original word, “You’re very dumb.” “I’ve had enough of your nonsense, Blackwell!” I tilted my chin upwards, “Yeah? What are you going to—

'I can't believe there is a system more annoying than you.

Kyle Black. He's your average, good-looking, football playing, jerk. And the big reason why my life at school is hell. Sure, somedays I just wish I could wipe that smug smirk off of his face, but then I remember that he's the future Alpha. Can't mess with them. People seem to like calling me 'Nerdy Skylar.' It doesn't even rhyme! Though I just kept reminding myself that this is my last day here for a while, so I'll finally be free of them later today.

“You make me sound like Kent.” “You are, except you rarely try. What, once a year?” he chuckled, jokingly belittling him. Eric was more comfortable with belittlement than support out of pity. He’s not a man of too much pride. He liked laying low, beneath fame and money, just beside physical solitude and a few minutes of dialogue—the kind of conversation he can easily leave if he’s out of energy. That was why he could seem active in social media but not talk to enough people in real life.

"I ask my friend who was dating Jace now,he describe you just right.I'm surprise Jace went this low,emo was far enough" That was rude. "You're rude,I don't even know you,I'm surprise Jace dated a jerk like you". "Kid,you're a nerd,you're like a shrimp,you hair is too long for your own good and you don't look like you're even 14.I bet you don't even curse.Jace always went for hot muscular guys that plays sports like me".his smirk got wider "What are you trying to say?".i glare a the jerk. "You're a rebound".he ruffles my hair and I swat his hand away. "and not a good one".

"I swear, ever since yesterday you've been in your own little world." "Sorry, sorry. What were you saying?" I replied, trying to focus on her instead of the lingering awareness that Liam might still be watching from across the hallway. "I'm talking about Noah. Even the nerds among us call him a weirdo," She said, lowering her voice conspiratorially. The words carried a hint of cruelty that made me uncomfortable, the casual way people dismissed others who were different.

And can easily beat you by confusing you. Nana Anderson. The fourth daughter of her family was acting as if there were no rules and no authority. As well, she is beautiful. Her own skills and abilities are those of technology. If anything, she was an expert at doing what she loved most. She can hack into any computer's, create a virus on your system, and log out without anyone noticing that. When it came to communicating with people and technology, she was great. Not to talk of fighting. She wasn't the type to accept defeat easily, but she was very strong and determined. Natasha Frank. Nick named Sasha, a young, pretty girl who prefers to hide her female body shape from that boy (tom boy). S

Adam spread his arms, looked up, and laughed as he said, "I'm going to spread it all over the world." Adam laughed again while his friends were already grimacing. Shawn laughed sarcastically. "You want to destroy your father just for a momentary emotion?" Adam stopped laughing and looked back at Shawn with his face red with anger. "Momentary, Shawn? Momentary, you say? He has been acting like this for almost half of my life! I've been trying to be patient all this time, but what I can't tolerate is that he does lewd things while my mother is dying! If you were me, could you just be silent?" Adam asked, making Shawn speechless. "He's been in power over my mother and me way too long just becau

he mumbles tiredly, rubbing his eyes. "I heard," I whisper. He raises a dark eyebrow at me. "Eavesdropper." "I know. Anger Management, huh?" "Bullshit, isn't it?" he growls, looking annoyed. "Well..." I shrug one-shouldered. "You do get in a lot of fights." "So do a lot of people." "Not as much as you," I say gently. "It's getting bad, Finn." He exhales deeply through his nose. "Damn it."