Novel & Cerita Nerd Behind Computer

He push my feet off his desk. "No promises, Mr. Taylor." I put my feet back up and he sighed. The door open and Ms. Samuels walked back in with a kid almost too close to her, it's hard to see his face because his head was down with his dirty blonde hair, but you could see he had on glasses, the nerdy ones and he had on a hoodie that had the word 'Cody' designed into the front. I kept my eyes on him the whole time just wanting to see his face.

Wesley sat behind his sleek mahogany desk, the light from his computer casting a soft glow on his chiselled features. He had been working late into the evening, his mind consumed with numbers and spreadsheets. It was then that he heard the familiar "ping" of a new email arriving in his inbox.

It would be so embarrassing if he saw it. After Nathan was done exploring her bookshelf, he shifted his attention to the computer on the desk. Hilda was shocked because her computer's background wallpaper was also a photo of Nathan as well. The computer's specifications were too good and Hilda didn't have a password, so within three seconds, the background wallpaper was displayed on the screen. It was a high resolution picture of Nathan in his swim wear. The picture was taken when Nathan was taking a break from work by the beach back then. He was half naked, show casing his strong and well defined muscles, looking extremely energetic. It was as if his pheromones were emanating from the scree

"Can you fix this? Is there a way to keep the little shits out of my computer?" "Yeah, but I'll have to have a look at her computer again, or talk to the kid. "Three little girls Hank, playing around with this shit." He was already on his little hand gadget. "I found her. Nia Chan, Asian, born here to Chinese parents, both computer scientist. We're fucked. She built her first computer when she was five." "How come you don't look fucked?" He had a big ass smile on his face. "This is good this is very good. I'll be right back I need to make a call." He left before I could ask him what the hell he was up to.

He asks annoyingly. "I did two and that's too much," I mumble. He stared at me prolonged in silence. I frowned. "You're such a nerd," I grumble pulling the notebook closer. I ended up doing the others to pass time. The guy sitting on my left pulled out his MacBook and I watched him as he punched in his password. He was scruffy looking with brown messy hair and rectangular glasses. Halfway through I tore my eyes away from him, even if I wanted to break into the kid's laptop I wouldn't even bother to. He typed quickly. His password had to be extremely long and complex because he took about a minute to type it all.

Are you competing in the World Hacker Championship? Nelson had just returned home from school. A group of his classmates trailed behind him, still wearing their backpacks. Carol set aside her tasks. She removed her glasses and looked at them disapprovingly. "What are you all up to? Can't you see I'm working? Please leave and don't disturb me, alright?" At that moment, Zeke and Nelson couldn't help but notice Carol's computer screen. It displayed a series of intricate codes far beyond their comprehension. "I told you, didn't I? My sister is 'S,'" Nelson declared.

She lightly knocked on the door three times and awaited permission before gently opening it. Inside, she spotted him sitting behind the office's solitary desk, intently typing away on the computer. Since joining the establishment, Avery had often wondered why her boss had a computer in his office. On multiple occasions, she had glimpsed him diligently working on it, resembling a professional in a corporate setting. Perhaps he was a writer? This was the only conclusion she could draw, but she hesitated to pry into other people's affairs.

The entire staff was probably hoping he'd been stood up and they could help lick his wounds. "I figured you'd call me out on it. I can't help it. I'm a nerd at heart. Love computers. Video games. Technology fascinates me, how it's always advancing. Every day I can learn something new, so I never get bored." "You were one of those kids who had to stand at the dinner table to eat, weren't you?" I tease.

"I didn't take you for an animal lover." "Well, I grew up. At least I wasn't a computer nerd." He laughs at that, finishes his coffee, and tosses the empty into a trash can. "You do realize most computer nerds grew up into rich programmers, right? It's cool to be into computers now." "Don't try to hide your nerdery from me, Scar." "I wouldn't dream of it." His smile fades as he stretches his neck. "All right, let's head back." "Hold up, we're running home?"

I stomp my foot at the though of going through another set of crowd the second time in a day. "It's all your fault you know...if you had just listened to me this won't have...." "Yeah, yeah...you kept reminding me." I snort in reasons. "Ahh....there is already security waiting for you." He says and like he said a group of good ass looking, Asian guys in suit appears beside me. Oh well hello handsomes. "Thanks Neil you are surely the best." I gush with a smile. "Please refer to me as your manage. Please." Ion know why he prefers that. He is such a weird kid.