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The sports guys, for some reason, always spent their lunch breaks at the gym, and of course, they were elites, so the school said nothing. The sounds of sneakers squeaking and skates screeching against the floor echoed through the large space. I saw Jaxson standing near the bleachers with Miller and Charles. I walked up to them, keeping my head down. "I fixed it, Jaxson." Miller looked at me and burst out. "Hey, look, it’s HULK, or should I say Jaxson's new muse?" "I think she is more like a sugar mummy," Charles added with a smirk. "You know, based on her size?"

“Well the last time I checked, I live here.” Nero pressed his fingers to his shut eyelids and opened them again. “I thought you opened a new fashion line in Madrid?” He loved his sister, but he hated having her around. She was too boisterous and often got in his way. Not to talk of the crush she had on Nico. Nero could never understand what she saw in his robotic underboss, who, in his opinion, was as prudish as a monk. He could bet that he was still a virgin.

I tried to ignore the prying eyes of my schoolmates as I stuffed all the books and files into my bag and closed my locker. Still, people wouldn’t quit staring and me, acting as a nerd, has no power in changing that because I’m expected to be weak, voiceless and a pushover. Not saying that’s what nerds are, honestly, nerds are awesome but these bitches are just too bitchy to even consider it. I have always tried my best to not draw attention towards me or anything which obviously hasn’t been working. It’s like I’m a retarded, walking, sparkling, rainbow colored dolphin. Okay, maybe not that much but you get the idea.

That counts for something, right? My name is Annalise McDermott. And for the record, I am a nerd. A hopeless romantic. A person who believes in love even when it clearly hates me back. This is my playbook, a chronicle of terrible timing, questionable decisions, and the kind of love that shows up when you least expect it, usually right after you've sworn you’re never falling in love again. So here is a little friendly advice: do not follow my advice. At least not until the very end.

Although he was quiet at first,he opened up a little later on. Devan is the wild child. He is the one that smokes and is covered in tattoos. He jumps from girl to girl every week or so. He never liked obeying the rules but he has no choice but to do so. He calls it the disadvantage of being bestfriends with the future Alpha. Kendrick is the joker. He likes pulling pranks and causing chaos everywhere he goes. He is funny as hell and he does not give a damn about what people think.

I said and jolt my head to the squad and he laughed. "Are you also a nerd?" "A what?" I asked incredulously. "A nerd, you know? Bookworm? Naive? Innocent? Sucker for school work and activities? Hates sports clubs except for science clubs–." "I'm an assassin, a heartthrob, a cool and respectable person in our school and no, I'm not a fucking nerd." I said while looking at him ridiculously. "Oh I see, there's nothing wrong being a nerd, look at her." he jolted his head to his wife who's having a conversation with my girlfriend. "I still ended up with such a goddess like her."

“You don’t look like a nerd.” “Why? Oh I see,” he chuckled, nodding, “so, to be a nerd, you have to wear big round glasses, oversized T-shirts or hoodies and bogus jeans. And yes, no dye on your hair. And, if you wear leather jackets, tint your hair and obviously rides a bike, you are not a nerd.” Nathania was shocked at how he analyzed everything and when he was done, she couldn’t help laughing. “No, no, I did not say that,” she shook her head.

I couldn’t believe my luck – he was walking down the hallway towards me. My heart skipped a beat as I realized he was even cuter in person. He had thick, black-rimmed glasses and a mop of curly brown hair that fell over his forehead. He looked like he belonged in a library, buried in books, and I couldn’t help but feel drawn to him. I watched as he rummaged through his backpack, pulling out a stack of textbooks and a shiny new calculator. I was impressed – this guy was serious about his studies. But I also knew that being a self-proclaimed nerd could sometimes make it hard to make friends.

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.