El Nerdo Novels & Stories

“We found him.” --- *Sub-Level 4* The ice door shattered. Not from Kieran. From the _inside_. Standing there was a boy. 12 years old. Black hair to his shoulders. Skin so pale it was blue. Wearing a hospital gown. Bare feet on ice. Not cold. He _was_ cold. Silver eyes. Not molten like Rylan’s. Not fire like Lyra’s. _Absolute zero_. “Project 5,” the boy said. “But my name is _Nero_.”

I added. He didn’t even pack a bag. Now here we are beneath an abandoned warehouse I bought off some desperate meth-head last year, and Nero’s in his element. The guy gets off on pain. Not in a metaphorical tortured-poet way. No, he collects human agony like trophies. If pain had a fan club, Nero would be president, CEO, and the lunatic mascot. He’s circling Barry and Drew, the two cowardly little shits who thought ra.ping my wife and Sierra made them powerful. Now they’re gagged, shaking, and duct-taped to metal chairs, what a bunch of lousy cockroaches.

I could feel it. If only he was here,I thought as we kept walking..as Rosia was showing me around me..I don't think I was still listening after a while..but that's when I heard it..a clack,a broken plate.I looked up,turning my gaze to see a boy of not more than 11 or 12 years old ,staring right at me with shock,joy,then fear. Fear I would disappear. I felt it too like he could be another hallucination. "Jasper..?"

Ivan then pecked on her forehead and left the half-naked Amara on the bed all alone. She was jolted up from her 20 years of sleep. It was too late for her remorse but "It's never too late." To wake up her conscience, Amara had to pay with her dignity. And now she won't do any harm to Celestine but will try to gain her forgiveness. Maybe with her forgiveness, she would be able to lead a peaceful life. ~~~~~~~~ Dozza- a village in the city of Bologna- was known for its medieval history and paintings on walls. The people of Dozza celebrate a painting festival in September - every year.

She knows I don't like being called Summer, she's like that every day. "Good morning," I said and sat down. I looked outside our room because I heard a noise, I saw a girl like me who is also a nerd. The boys were bullying her again, pulling her bag. I'm really annoyed when someone just keeps quiet somewhere and then suddenly some people bully you like f*ck! I guess, their life is boring because they're disturbing other's life. Those are terrifying, aren't they?! I stood in front of the door and crossed my arms.

Everyone nodded. “If there will be a latecomer. Find a way to get to the village on your own.” He smirked. “So, eight later?” Everyone nodded. After the meeting, they all leave the room, but he notices the nerdy girl running to leave the room like she’s trying to chase something. “Der, the entire time you’re staring at that nerd, she’s your type? Your standard change?” Geo teased him. “Come on, Geo. I’m not out of my mind. Besides, that nerd embarrassed me.”

"No, no, you knew nothing!" Ace moved out of his way, still shouting at the top of his lungs. "You think you could hide it forever but I know you! I mean, it makes so much sense. The most popular jock in school who is totally homophobic going out with the not yet out of the closet pretty nerd boy! It's mind-blowing!" "No, I'm not a nerd! And this isn't a W*****d high school book!" Marcos snapped with a hand on his waist, even though there was a smile on his face. "I'm just taking him to the hospital for sometime."

"Noel!" -----------------------------

I said clutching my stomach and arching my back. Both Adrien and Brittney looked at me. Adrien annoyed that I have destroyed the mood and Brittney irritated that Adrien stopped. "Why is the nerd here?" Scoffed Britney with a look of disgust. "Did you came to watch you pervert?" "No, just imagining you to kissing makes me disgusted, and now that I actually saw the scenario, I just want it out of my head. I'm forever traumatized," I said. I stood up straight and rubbed my temple with my eyes closed. Sometimes you just need to take a break from people's imagination.