Nerd Friends Novels & Stories

NICOLE FRIENDS. The type of friends I had back then were the type to dunk a bottle of gin down your throat all in the spirit of Yolo. The type that encouraged you to strip naked at a music concert full of horny men that were definitely carrying chlamydia more than half of the people in the planet. And the type that thought doing vandalizing public property in the spirit of having fun meant being cool, meant showing off to the world that you were rich enough to get away with some of the most illegal shit in Miami.

7 years ago, A group of few friends was walking through the corridor of the second floor of their college, near to staff room. They all were bunch of teenagers from different schools gathered at one college and became each other's friends in first month itself. But three of them were childhood friends, they were together from almost 10yrs. "Wow congratulations Nandini ..... U got second rank in unit test" her new friend Kiara said excitedly. "Thank you" she said with faint smile and her old friends rolled their eyes at her expected behaviour.

"You will make it soon whatever you are wishing for. Just keep believing in yourself." [Ifveen] ******* "Really?" Her black eyes gleamed in excitement and she nodded hurriedly. "Yes Really. I don't know why, but I feel like we are going to rock." My forehead creased, as I questioned her sanity in my mind. Why would she think I can rock, I the boring nerd, what could I possibly create that would be rocking. I wanted her to be aware of what kind of person I am. No matter from what kind of foundation our friendship started, what matters now was she should have a clear understanding of what kind of person I was. I cleared my throat and looked at her somewhere in between our interactions. We had

I try my best to avoid his gaze by focusing on my lunch, but he stops dead right in front of me. “Hi, I’m Clifford. Well, my friends call me Cliff. Not that I have many of them.” He laughs nervously, and I have to fight the urge to roll my eyes. I know who he is. He is one of the guys that Jason loves to target because he is such a scrawny nerd.

I'm not a noob. I'm versatile, insatiable, but shy...ish. My best friend is a great big ho! He finally convinced me to come with him to a New Year's Eve party - a nude one. We've been hanging out at the nude beach forever, so getting nekked with guys is nothing.

He studied me for a moment, then gave a small, rueful smile. “I had a feeling,” he said. “You’ve got that look people get when they’re still standing in the middle of something unfinished.” He leaned back in his chair. “It’s okay. Truly. I’d rather you be honest than force something neither of us would enjoy.” Relief loosened something in my shoulders. “Thank you.” “We can be friends,” he offered. “Or just work buddies who occasionally complain about the coffee. I don’t like how completely you keep to yourself. It’s not healthy. But I also don’t need to be the person who fixes it.”

"I do not like him" "I'm just saying that you two would make a great couple. Bad boy and the nerd". "I am not a nerd". I told her off. "You read books always, you are not on any social media sites, you do not let friends visit your home and you inly have two friends. Thats the definition of a nerd". "Bella". Jeremy warned. "I only read books because i'm bored. How can you say you are my best friend and not know me?". "What about you? You claim to be my best friend and yet there are some secrets that you prefer hidden from me". She replied.

The younger kids went on to the after party and loud music, dirty dancing and alcohol came with it. Some members of the pack came up to me and we spoke like old friends. They were mostly girls and it felt good to get away from all the guy talk for once. To be honest, I never really had girl friends. I would always steer clear of any encounter with girls because I despised all the gossiping and hating that they did. I just felt that as a fellow female, you should be defending and not degrading another female. It was always just because of one thing, a man.

I tried again, listening to the familiar tone, but still, no response. I decided to just let it go; he’s probably caught up with something important, though honestly, I can’t think of anything more important than my birthday. I’d like to believe something came up and he had to help a friend, but considering the party is packed with all of his friends, that just doesn’t add up. Nathan is the cool kid in college, always surrounded by people, while I’m just the nerd who sits in the front row, trying to avoid making eye contact with anyone but the teacher. I don’t have any friends of my own, but ever since Nathan noticed me and we started dating, his friends have become mine, and it’s been amazi

“It’s complicated.” “It always is with him.he likes getting into shitty situations. You must be the girl from the party that he could not stop talking about. Always describing how beautiful she is. Thought it was fictional." I glanced at him. “You guys have been friends a long time?” Nate made a face. “Friends is a strong word. Teammates, mostly. But we’ve known each other since high school." I hummed. That screamed friends, but whatever float in his boat. “So, you know him well, then.”