His Nerd Movie Novels & Stories

I said seriously and they both looked at me. My female classmate stood up and gave me a bad look. "And who are you to tell us to stand up huh? You're just a stupid pretentious nerd! Dumb!" "Dumb? Wait, are you talking about yourself? As far as I remember, your grade is all line of 7." My words caused her to be silent.

said my classmate named Travis. He was a cool guy, despite being a nerd. I wouldn't call him one of my best friends but he definitely wasn't my enemy or a stranger; he was someone that stood by to watch things unfold but he always stood up for people, even if he was a nerd. He didn't even fit the nerd stereotype to me. He was a cute nerd and he could fight. Nerds can't fight; they're usually all puny and weak, and definitely not handsome, but Travis was different. ~~

Nico said. He was not totally convinced, but he knew it was dangerous to argue with the man before now. “However, Marena doesn’t wear servants’ dresses,” Nero said. “She makes a sport of refusing.” Nico’s brown snapped together. “What?” Nero shut him a look, then turned back to the screen. “When we used to—” Nico cleared his throat uncomfortably. “I think I get it, Don,” he added quickly. He was not about to listen to the disgusting details.

"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.

Then I decided on a pair of black knee-length boots. I curled my hair and pulled it all to one side and braided one piece on the top so it was like a crown. I walked downstairs just as there was a knock on the door. "Hey,” he said, smiling, leaning against the doorframe. “Hi.” I smiled back. Everyone saw a bad boy or a player or whatever they wanted to classify him as but really he was nothing but a big dork. A cute one at that, but still a dork. I guess that’s why they always say the nerd gets on so well with the player.

I was a bit relieved she was smiling that means whatever is on the screen is not that bad right? I took the phone from her and scanned through it and the knot in my stomach tightened itself even further. 'Campus nerd Evelyn has hockey god David Hawthorne wrapped around her p***y' A video of David dragging me off and when he confronted Tommy was shown overly edited and dramatic. "What!!" I spat out glaring at Daya. I thought the nerd stigma was gone along with high school, it turns out I was wrong after all. "This is bad, this is really bad" I ran my fingers through my head aggressively.