How Do I Dress Like A Nerd Novels & Stories

Only then did he move away. I changed into the off-shoulder yellow gown that flowed around me like liquid sunlight. Delicate lace traced the bodice and skirt, shimmering softly with every movement, giving me an almost regal grace. “You look like a princess,” El said. I smiled slightly. The dress looked beautiful, but it still didn’t feel like me. What I really liked was my nerd look hoodies, glasses, oversized shirts. Invisible. Like a ghost, nobody notices. I stepped out of my room and saw Caldwell standing opposite the door.

It was kinda weird given that I'm one of the most popular and smartest students at our school unlike those brainless Cheer squard. Now don't get me wrong, not all of them are like that but if you met the ones at my school you'd say the same thing. I got dressed as usual and since I don't really have a preference I dress according to my mood so today, I curled my hair from half way through to fall into four simple curls, I wore a black and white sleeveless turtleneck, a pleated chiffon deep black skirt, black combat boots paired with a choker and other accessories.

“Nev! Holy cow, you look like shit.” I look down at my school sweater, black tights, and UGGS and shrug my shoulders. At least they’re clean. I was in such a rush that I only had time to put my hair up in a ponytail. I didn’t even take time to put on any makeup.

His over-worn sweatshirt couldn't hide the fact that it had seen better, much better days. If he could replace his big eye-rimmed glasses with medicated contacts, and if he was a little bit stylish — he could be considered hot, with his features and of course lean frame. He didn't look like it, but ripped muscles seemed to be peeking out from beneath the surface of his baggy sweats. He was almost — my type only if he was less nerd-ish and more street-ish. He smirked when he noticed my distraction.

“You’re running late for school!” Like a beached whale, I gasp. Crap! School. "I'll be down in five!" I shout down at her. "I have to get ready, Coco.” I quickly put Coco down and rush into the bathroom for a quick bath. Once I am done having my bath, I throw on my usual outfit, a green turtle-neck long-sleeved top on a blue jeans. Checking myself in the mirror. “ same as always”. Maybe I am an adult now but, I sure don’t look any different. Same nerd every Dick and Harry in Stormhalt Moon Pack want to take a swing at.

I hope not because I have never been bullied in my whole life going to school so I don’t think I can survive being bullied if it happened now. I got up early in the morning and got dressed. The school I was enrolled in is a private school therefore the students wear uniforms. A white long sleeve, a bob berry dark blue skirt and necktie and a dark blue blazer or you can choose to wear a dark blue sweater instead of the blazers. For the shoe, you can wear any type of black shoe of your choice. So I decided to stick to wearing black Nike sneakers so that I will draw any unnecessary attention to myself. The more invisible I am, the better it will be for me.

Corie shrieks out. Looking down I see that I am dressed in my old clothes: a clean ivory cotton point collar shirt that had a deep-V to it, my dark brown frock coat, my dark brown tied breeches, and my black calf length boots with gold buckles on the sides. My sword was back in its scabbard, attached to my hip. It felt both wonderful and weird being back in these clothes that had so long ago felt comfortable. Looking at Edward, Harry, Arthur, and John I could see that they were all just as amazed as I was. “Guys! We look so fucking badass!” Nerina squeals.

I said to Amy who got down from looking like someone who was battling with depression. “Yeah, I hope we do.” She replied in a bored tone. I looked down at my outfit which consisted of blue jeans and a white round neck with 'I love science.' printed boldly on it. I smiled as I slung my bag over my shoulder headed into the school. Amy walked behind me like a dog with its tails between its legs. She never had the high school spirit like I did. She sometimes called me a nerd and I didn’t argue with her because I kinda agreed. I loved school, I loved studying, I love learning stuff about science which are the things nerds love.

Unfortunately, I couldn't do that so I was there with crippling anxiety, hoping the noise would attract Anderson. It doesn't. I go back to my room and try to look for something to wear. What does someone wear on their first day in school in college? I'm almost tempted to G****e it but my therapist says I should be one with independence. I pull out one of my sweat shirts and pair it with jeans. I don't look horrible, but what if that was only my opinion. I so really wish Gideon or Jesse were here to provide me with an opinion. I still wear it and head out. Anderson is still in so I don't make an attempt to lick the door.

“Oh, look at him. So polite. So shy. ‘Please.’ Like that’s going to stop us. You really thought you could show up here in that slutty little costume and take Aaron from Sonia? Pathetic.” One of the jocks, a tall guy with a buzz cut and a letterman jacket, stepped closer. His breath smelled like beer. “Yeah, man. What’s a nerd like you doing dressed up like you’re trying to get fucked? You think wearing that makes you one of us? You’re still the same loser who hides in the library.”