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"I made emm my self. We seem to have gotten close after the first accident. I don't know how ... we just seem to get along well. Even though I am way older than him. "Such a rude kid." Kayden scowls feigning annoyance. "Here.... you can have this." Niel toss him a box too. "Just because you are my boss's friend." I smile at their childishness more at Kayden who seems to only care about the food. What have Tin done to him too. First Piper and now..

He had on a pair of gray skinny jeans, a white hoody and white converse with his glasses on his nose. Mate Mate I blinked and shook my head as I looked around the group of friends all of who were now looking at me with raised brows and Bennett was behind Chris holding onto his shirt and hiding his face. I frowned. Why is he hiding? Gray asked with a whine and I replied that I didn't know. Why was Bennett hiding? "Can we help you with something?" Julian asked with a perfectly shape brow raised and arms crossed I shook my head to clear the fog that clouded my mind and Gray growled, clawing at my head to get out but I kept him locked. No way was the nerd my mate. I won't have that. I rather be

"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."

He was in a good mood and I thought I would pick his brain while I had it. “Do you know anything about Corey Hewitt,” I asked. “Corey! Holy shit, yeah, good guy. Damn good basketball player. Why?” “I used to see him around sometimes, and I ran into him the other day when I was out,” I said. “He’s a computer nerd, like a hacker or something, he was always doing that kind of thing. But he was kind of a quiet guy. His sister is pretty hot.” Erik looked bored and said, “time to eat, let’s see what’s in the fridge Fletch! Mom made some potato salad, it's the shit!”

Chapter 5: In which she is a picky eater. Back in high school, I was the total nerd and a teacher’s pet. Hence the name, Nerdy Savvy. I was the typical nerd with too much to think and remember in science and math than to care about fashion, though I never wore baggy jeans and tees. Thing is, even though I was a nerd, I had a GPA of 3.6 and I wasn’t the brightest person around. I didn’t come from money and I was more concerned about getting into a good college that losing my virginity to the top jock...which just so happened to be Nathan Synclair.

Jalon inquired. Norval and Luciana moved nearer together to assemble data. "Okay, first up is Eadmer Todd. He's known as the "Wonder from The North." He graduated as a top of the line android specialist from The Seolaran Foundation of Expressions, where he concentrates on weapon innovation. Furthermore, get this present, he's only fourteen," Jalon added, pretending shock. "I'm speculating you'll be set in opposition to him Luciana," he said. She addressed, "Why me?"

he said. I smiled softly, looked at him, and said, “Yes, because I am not a really talented person but I want to make a lot of money, I have spent a lot of time studying. But I don't think one day I'll be called a nerd, because I find myself very different from what a nerd is described as. I don't wear glasses, my hair is not frizzy, they're always neatly styled, I make friends with a lot of friends, both boys and girls. And I even have a boyfriend, a famous bad boy from school.”

"your book nerd side is showing" after that, he got smacked in the head

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

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.