Funny Smart Novels & Stories

Stupid fools! ***

She asks, handing me a cup of coffee, I grin kissing her little nose “I can’t see anyone being smarter than you, I think Isaac Newton would have trouble keeping up” She snorts shaking her head “Nah I test higher than him, I test higher than William James Sidis” She says simply, I frown never having heard the name before “Who is that?” I ask her, drake looks just as puzzled as she shakes her head “How do you not know who he is?” She looked disgusted as she clicks her tongue annoyed. “He was the smartest person to ever walk the earth, Issac had an IQ of 190, William had an IQ between 250 and 300. I test at 313”

They were just chilling on the couch, gabbing away, when Jade's little bundle, Smiley, let out a sudden cry. "mom——" Helma did a double-take and zoomed in on Smiley. "Mom, did Smiley just say 'mom'?" Jade perked up too. "But he's only six months. Isn't that kinda early?" A grin spread across Helma's face: "I've seen stuff online about super smart kids who start talking at six months. Means our little guy's got a knack for words and a sky-high IQ." That look, plus those brains.

It even looks like something was running through her marbles. "Are you eternally gonna keep silent at us? Okay, let's think of what will make her happy" Jannie suggested. "I think I know one already, don't you think am smart?" "Invariably smarter than anything on earth," Sandra said with a smile. "Thumbs up to you! of curse I know what you can do, smart girl go on," Jannie said while she gives Sandra a thumb up with her two hands. "So what's the point?" Jannie inquired.

*Rebel POV* --- I laughed, standing in the face of danger. They were fools if they thought they could scare me with their shiny little toys. “Stop where you are! Reveal your identity!” they demanded. If they could not recognize the enemy at first glance, they were a waste of every penny being spent on them. They should have shot me before asking questions. That's how it works. Maybe they had a chance against me, though it's not going to make any difference.

I said realisation. I was getting close to it. I could've gotten it right if he just gave me few hours. "You've been here before Cupcake. Don't tell me it took you that long to realise it" "Shut up, I was getting close to it" "Wow, you get only dumber when you sleep" "Well, you're not smart either" "I'm smarter than you!" "No, you're not" "Yes, I am" "No, you're not" "Yes, I am"

"How can you be so smart?" "Classmates are good, but they can't be chatted with in the community. It's kind of like... what, they have their own world, and I also have my own world. And our world can't be unified." Alsava sat leaning on a park bench, as if looking for pieces of the cloud that had disappeared from the sky in the corners of the grove of trees. "I'm smart because I have to be smart. If I'm stupid, I can embarrass my mother and the whole family."

I just can’t seem to get myself to focus on anything other than him. ‘You are a very smart and observant human. Aren’t you?’ He asks with humor in his voice. I do not even know why he finds this even funny. ‘Yes, I do not mean to blow my own trumpet but I agree, I am pretty smart and I observe things too.’ I tell him, a bit proud of myself. ‘I must admit you humans are not all that dumb. You are smart in your own humanly ways.’ He tells me as he moves closer to me, staring more intensely in my eyes.

I typed out a few sentences, then deleted them right away. Nothing was coming out exactly the way I wanted it to. If Vasha wasn’t dead to the world, I would have left the situation for her to deal with. I wish she would have told this lunatic to hop on someone else’s dick a long time ago. Some people don’t deserve second chances. God this is so fucked. “Not my circus, not my monkeys...” I mumbled the infamous Polish saying under my breath. Just as I was talking myself out of messing with any of it until my girlfriend was awake enough to read the texts, Olya fired over another one.

I look down at my cappuccino, unable to take a drink. He grins with another low rumbling chuckle. “You’re a psychology student, right?” He asks and I nod as a reply. The guy seems to know everything about me. “Well isn’t it true if you were in effect suffering from some kind of schizophrenic break from reality then shouldn’t this all be something normal for you? A schizophrenic can’t distinguish hallucinations from reality but you seem able to recognize the abnormality of what's happening to you. So essentially that you think you’re insane proves that you are indeed not insane.”