Nerd Speech Bubble Novels & Stories

I click the message bubble and the conversation opens. It reads: YOU’RE GETTING TOO CLOSE TO STERLING. STAY AWAY FROM HIM! HE’S DANGEROUS!!

his voice boomed in the crisp air of the morning, turning the remaining heads who'd point blanked ignored him. "I don't know what this is all about" he continued "this is The Greatest Showman shit". The older members snickered among themselves. He covered his mouth. This were kids, they weren't supposed to cuss yet. "I meant sheep". More snickering. "I don't know who did all these but if you think you just pranked a whole school, then you're jolly wrong. The bubble bath will be used to clean all germs you guys have brought here". All that in one breath.

He walks over to the row of urinals, unzips and relieves himself. {It’s my fault,} a voice speaks inside his head. {Please don’t get mad at Katey.} In Nate’s surprise, he turns partly around and his steady stream of pee turns into a rimshot splash. “Oh… shoot!’ He quickly goes back to center and just tries to look over his shoulder. “Wh-who said that? Who’s there?” {You can hear me perfectly fine inside your head. There’s no need for you to turn around.} “Hyung?” Nate asks, using the Korean word for bro. “Your voice sounds different.”

I yelled shoving the books. "Like dude! Who can solve this?" Jack threw his hands in exasperation. "You guys are lazy, see I'm done with mine." Nathan said showing us his complete work. "I never knew you were a nerdy bastard." I said. "I'm not, I just happen to study S-T-U-D-Y." He spelt. "We're not dumb okay? No need to spell it idiot." Jack rolled his eyes. "Then solve it Mr we're not dumb." Nathan chuckled with his fingers as quotation signs.

“Give her some time to calm down and then talk to her, just think about what you're going to say before you open your mouth.” I could hear Ayla laughing in my head, knowing fully well that thinking before I speak was not my strong point. “Yeah, I guess,” I typed back. Seconds later, a photo of Nathan wearing a pair of fake reindeer antlers and a festive cardigan popped up on my screen with the caption, “going carolling, will check in on you tomorrow.” “Enjoy!” I responded before I closed the chat screen and continued with my assignment.

I couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness at the thought of all the pain he had endured; it seemed so unfair that someone with such a bright spirit had to carry so much sorrow. As time went by, I noticed that Neil was gradually becoming less reserved. Sometimes, I would jokingly encourage him, saying, “Why don’t you send them a voice message? They’d love to hear you speak!” At first, he was shy, clutching his phone and hesitating for what felt like an eternity. But with my persistent encouragement, he finally mustered the courage to send a short voice note. Though his words were few and his tone bashful, my brothers responded with enthusiasm.

Lemme define it like a dictionary would: Chatyness/tßæti:nǝs/ is the feeling of shyness/timidity or desperation(to continue a conversation) while chatting on a social media or messaging platform; which usually results in one deleting what one has typed or saying something absurd. When I realised that I won't reach the number of chapters I intended to. I called out to Eric, the boy from the "Science group" who asked me during the outing night to review his work, "Battle of Wits: War Against Bullies". I asked him for permission to publish his prologue(which was the part I reviewed for him) and he happily granted that to me. So, here goes nothing:

I took a few breaths trying to calm down Me: “Nerd?” Aaron: “Mm?” Me: “You have five seconds to leave this house… or you’ll see a side of me I’m really really not proud of.” Aaron: “Huh?”

“Uh…air. Just air.” He glanced up then, suspicious. “You’re strange.” “I get that a lot.” [System Tip: Try humor using self-deprecation. Humans find it relatable.] I sighed. “Dream, if I die under your management, tell my funeral guests I was killed by deadlines and your resting glare.” His fingers paused on the keyboard. One heartbeat. Two. Then, very faintly, almost inaudibly, he exhaled through his nose. [System Alert: Micro-laugh detected. Progress 75%.]

The heart first then the baby,then the U and the eye. "Heart,baby,U,eye".I said confuse. "Why don't you set them out the way you got them". I shrug and place them in the way I found them. "Baby,eyes,heart and U's".I said,still confuse "Baby I love you" Jack said rolling his eyes. I look at the picture again and then I saw it. "Ahh I get it".I giggled. "For a nerd,you're dumb as fuck." "For a friend you're mean".I pout and Trent laugh.