Novel & Cerita Fake Nerd

"Nun? Then everyone will call you sister. Are you OK with that sister Amara? I felt insects crawling all over body when he called me that! Ewwww. "Eww don't call me that! Idiot" I flared at him. "Yes, you will be a nun for sure the devil nun valak from the "movie nun" see ." he displayed a picture on his phone and I flinched watching that photo. It was a nun in black clothes looking creepy. "You know what! I used to be a nerd in my school, with round glasses and braces." my attention turned towards Nate who exhaled deeply as he continued.

That crazy guy needs a kick on his charming face. This is all starts when the whole of everything stopped on how the hell we dressed up! Me as a playgirl, and Cole as a Nerd! Did I mention before, that being a bitch maybe highlight me in my mother's eye? So add a somewhat little bit bitchiness in the whole scenario of playgirl.

My mind was retorting at me. " That's why you are a dumb Nerd," I muttered to myself in disbelief.

, Zhackary snorted as he poked fun at him. “You can also call me Nix for short. And really Zhack, do you really have to mention that embarrassment in front of this pretty lady?”, he sneered at the one who’s giggling his ass right at this moment. Rhianna cut by and said, sounding like a real nerd, “Oh jeez, the fool is the one from the tarot cards, right? It means a person who is curious about all things in this world. I’d say it’s a pretty cool name.”

Adele P.O.V In high school, do not ever make a mistake that would make you the talk of the school. Most especially if you are tagged as a nerd. It would spread faster. Just imagine, hearing that the nerd kissed a guy, or confessed her love to someone. I would not call myself nerd though. I like to use the term ‘focused on the future type’, not nerd. People call people who get good grades and read a lot nerds. We are just really focused on the future. I think I need to start an awareness on that.

A jovial smile crept onto my face even though my skin flushed from his utter lack of clothing, "Aren't you too old for these?" "Too old?" He sounded appalled by my deduction, "You can never be too old." "You're such a nerd," I taunted with a shake of my head. "And you low-key love it." I hated being called out, especially when I couldn't deny it because all the facts were against me. Jericho wouldn't be Jericho if he wasn't the nerd that I knew him to be who constantly sat behind his computer unless I dragged him out somewhere. But, we made the best memories that way.

With wide eyes, she looks up at mine, searching and probing. “You’re a Nero?” she asks in a breath. I nod, but realize that those listening can’t see it. “My name is Nova Ainsley. I grew up on Korpillion. I worked for Horne Energy, but for lunars before I escaped the planet, I was making illegal Neron weapons.” “The weapons maker?” Arden asks, and I can tell, her mind is reeling from all of the revelations.

Jesusfuckingchrist. He’s built. Not just toned—well-defined, cut, the kind of body that shouldn’t belong to a so-called nerd. And at this point, I shouldn’t even be surprised. Everything about him is fake. Nerds don’t make jocks feel threatened. Not that I feel threatened or anything. Nerds wear thick-ass glasses. Nerds don’t carry themselves like they own the fucking room. Nerds sure as hell aren’t built like that. How did he get them? Has he been hitting the gym? How did I not notice?

I said, trying to sound friendly. She smirked before looking at her plate. “A little… um… I am more of a nerd. I don’t fight, but I am very book smart. Computer smart and all things techy.” Her eyes met mine as she kept going when she saw that I was eating and not making fun of her. “I’m a girly girl at heart. I’m not sure I am as spunky as you are… but I do enjoy a good prank and having a laugh.” “We are a loud bunch.” Brett laughed. “I’m excited to see what you can do with a computer.”

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—