Nerd Lover Novels & Stories

“You’re so extra, I swear.” “Extra is my brand, baby.” He scooted over so I could slide in beside him. Across from us, Riley was already demolishing her salad like it personally offended her. She’s my other best friend. A total nerd like me but a complete vegetarian freak. I could never be a vegetarian but I'm sure you already know that. Riley looked up mid-bite. “Hey, Mia. I heard someone say that Kathleen went crazy on you by the lockers earlier. What the hell did she do?”

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.

"I am good. I have been going through the new science project, but I miss you. So I was thinking of going with you home, and maybe you guys could help me with my project. Max looked at him in amusement. This guy has been going after them for weeks. He was a nuisance but a good science student. He was very smart and read a lot of weird stuff. "Okay. But we first have to concentrate in class today. Don't keep looking at me in class." "Yes, sir," Leo said and walked on the left side of Jason. It was normal for people to see them together for the last few weeks. Jason always had a good number of admirers, but he never really cared. Sometimes it was due to his looks and also his grades. If you ar

One of their friends amazingly asks "Aahhhh!" Fleurs trying to figure out what she's gonna say but nothing let go of her mouth. "You know, You don't need to know about that!" Andrei's cut them cause he sees that Fleur struggling to answer, "You're a gossiper," He added. "Duh! As if you not!" It shouted back. "Duh! I am not! Hahahaha!" Andrei copies the tone of his friends and suddenly they all laugh at it.

" That's a pretty good brain there nerd " he says " Don't you have other things to do ? " I ask him, getting irritated by his presence " Oh are you telling me to leave ? " he pouts jokingly " Maybe.. now that you understand then leave " I say " I like it when you're angry nerd " he says " Stop calling me nerd,it's Raine " I almost yell " I know it's Raine nerd but I like nerd better nerd " he keeps saying nerd again and again.

okay, I'll just shut the hell up now. If you decide to talk to me, I'll have to warn you that I am as weird as they come. I think calling a dog man's best friend is ridiculous, and I would literally kiss whoever invented noodles. I have friends, and I'm not a nerd, so I hope that's not what you've pictured in your head. I like to think of myself as different. Though I've definitely given off that impression that I'm some nerd that stalks girls on the internet. I'm way better to talk to in person, I promise. Though that's not happening(I'm just saying). And I definitely don't talk like a total weirdo either. I'm not even going to read through what I've written, because I'll just tear up the p

She's just too cowardly to approach and talk to a girl that she really likes and hates when a girl or guy will approach her that she doesn’t have a preference for. Yep, she is a lesbian, and she is my only cousin, Shane Karla Knight. She told me about her sexuality four years ago, and I don't hate her. She's my cousin, my only friend, best friend, sister, and at the same time, my boss. She owns the club, and it is named after her family, The Knight’s Club. And this is one of the most famous clubs around the city, and lots of people are coming here. I started being a DJ here when I was still fifteen, and the people love me and my music.

Ava’s POV The soft hum of conversation mingled with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee as rain pattered gently against the windows. Warm light spilled from vintage lamps, casting a cozy glow over the worn wooden tables and mismatched chairs. On the wall hung two beautiful clocks—"The Perfect Lovers," as they were affectionately called. They always moved in perfect synchronization, their hands dancing together in harmony. Watching them, I couldn't help but imaged my future lover. It was a night like any other in the quaint coffee shop, until a regular customer walked in.

Hunter is a 17 year old boy that's a genius. He's smart, handsome, charming, sweet; everything to be the perfect boyfriend; the only down part of him is that he's too sassy and asocial. He always has those sassy comebacks and sometimes doesn't know when to keep his mouth shut. Bullies and jocks think just because he's a nerd that means they could walk all over him. But they're gonna get another thing coming; Hunter basically doesn't take other people's bullshit and he's not gonna start now.

Another voice said. “How terrible! A Nerd gets dumped by another Nerd. That’s too low for anyone.” The first voice said and the mean girls walked away cackling l. You would think as a nerd, my love life was out of limits for high school gossip but I guess not. I crouched down to pick up my books but someone was faster than me. Before I even looked up, I perceived his scent and I knew who it was. Todd. “Thanks.” I muttered taking the books from him as we both stood up.