Nerd Speech Bubble Novels & Stories

Cute I stepped closer, heels clicking. “It’s hilarious, actually. We made a bet at lunch. Whoever could make the biggest nerd cry first wins my dad’s credit card for the weekend. And guess what, Jay? You’re the winner. Hurray” I said gesturing then reached out and flicked the brim of his glasses. “Now take your fucking clothes off before I rip them off myself.” I said with a smirk Kaylee laughed, already recording on her phone. “Yeah, nerd. Show us that tiny little baby dick you gots, I bet it’s the size of my pinky.” She says gesturing to her pinky finger

His arms tighten looking for my acceptance of his apology. "I understand. You're a man in demand. This is the part where you have to save the Internet by pressing buttons on your laptop, right?" Finn relaxes his grip a little at my joke. "Kind of, but I type fast. Some might even say I'm a speeding bullet." Even I catch his Superman reference and groan at the horribleness of it, but it's nice to hear one of his nerdy jokes again. Maybe nothing is wrong after all.

Instead I send back a single message. Alex- See you tonight. "

Unaware, I bumped into someone, and when I looked up, I felt something wet on my clothes, especially on my chest and stomach area. "NERD!" a girl suddenly shouted out of nowhere. I looked up to see three girls in front of me, glaring at me. "You didn't even look where you were going!" "My Starbucks is wasted!" They said in frustration. We were now attracting attention because of their loud voices. "Pay for my drinks!" "You're the dumbest nerd I've ever met!" They added, and it wasn't just their comments that I heard, but also the side comments from the people around me.

“Take care. Talk soon.” She rings off and I exhale my frustration in a groan—although I’m not sure who I’m most frustrated with. Richard? Daniel? Gavin? Gunter? All men? No, not all men. Maybe all men except various honorable exceptions, viz: Barnaby; my lovely milkman, Neville; the Dalai Lama, obviously— My eyes suddenly focus on my reflection in my computer screen and I lean forward in horror. I have a Nerf bullet stuck in my hair.

"Shut up! No girl wants a nerd nowadays, they will rather come to us, the hot ones who can handle them very well in bed. Have you ever heard the sound of a hot chick before?" Others shook their heads. "You've missed. They don't sound 'ah' or 'ouch' as you always heard, they sound 'aish' in a tiny voice." He said the words so funny that others laughed along with him. Finn moved closer to them, "Why do you sound fake? And are you sure you are not sex-starved, you sounded so dry and untrue." The guy turned a glared at Finn and fired at him, "Who are you to talk here? Are we friends?"

His thin body made him look like he was carrying a baseball bat. As if he doesn’t know they’re letting the nerd’s play just to make fun of them. Because if he plays, the piñata will be broken in less than ten seconds. He hissed. The nerd hit his knee instead of the piñata above him. “Gosh, it seems like you didn’t want to hit the piñata when we were kids. You’re still very good at hitting. Oh right your pounding something else now.” He glared at him.

Oh God, they are no help. Well, fuck you too. So, I stick up my middle finger at them. That when their expression changes to a what the hell, and it went to a sad expression with what we do wrong. But I wanted to laugh because the look on their faces was priceless. Yeah, see that! This nerd, quiet, wallflower, loser, does not have a voice and she is not going to take anyone's shit anymore. I gave them another bird and I had a smile on my face.

Nate's eyes darkened as the corner of his lips slowly and deliberately curved into an amused smirk. "Hello, nerd." His voice came out raspy in that ridiculously enchanting accent of his. "Want to join the show?" My heart was thumping so loud in my chest I thought it was going to explode. I didn't know what to do or say. I just stood there, staring like a deer caught in the headlight, my face so hot I was convinced I was running a fever. But with Nate, I had learnt over the years not to admit defeat. It only made him want to mess with you the more.

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.”