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“I said if you like Dylan that much, then you should probably go talk to him.” I laughed. A dry humourless one. “I can't do that Syl. I mean, look at me.” I gestured at my glasses, my braces and outfit, but Silvie was undeterred. Her eyebrows lifted significantly. “What about you, Lu?” I groaned. “Ugh, don't make me say it Syl.” “Say what?” “I'm a fat nerd with braces and glasses for crying out loud!” I whisper shouted for her to hear because saying that out loud would have been... well embarrassing.

" 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑳𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒐𝒑𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 , 𝑰𝒄𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 " - UNKNOWN QOUTES - ZI ARA " 𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒐𝒐𝒉𝒉𝒉, 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒆 " 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒎.

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.

Her hand in Ethan’s. Captioned: “The Nerd & The Hockey King… exposed.” And underneath Hundreds of comments are already pouring in.

"That's called understated elegance. Designer chic at its finest!" "Mr. Stuart, it's me, your old back-row buddy from high school. You're something else now." The bootlicking surged, more saccharine than their earlier worship of Zach. Amnesia conveniently erased their prior venom toward me and my family. Zach's complexion drained to ashen, his benevolent job offers now a punchline hanging in the air. Shannon, snapping from her shock, tightened her jaw and finally broke her silence. "Troy, you've outdone yourself."

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

, you get to give him a nickname but I can't? Emmett: What about me,can't I get a nickname too? Nick: Nope, not at all, go fuck a bitch... Jerry: Then anything she calls you while fucking her gets to be your nickname. Emmett: Seriously guys stoppp ittt. Nick:What's the double spelling for, you fucking a bitch? Jerry: He is in bedroom mode . Emmett: laughing emojis Antonio: Crazy fuckers Jerry: Why did you leave all of a sudden?

It was such a stressful word because you had to give an explanation, plus, they never cared about anything. Asking meant you cared. About grades and the environment. A whole five minutes passed with them still staring at him before he burst out laughing, his fork pointed at their directions. "Ha! Got you, guys." Immediately, they joined in laughing. Abel making hoot sounds as he slapped his hand on Paris' back while Matteo said, "He was like 'why?' with this serious as fuck expression! Dude! You'd make an awesome actor." Yeah. I know. I mean look at me fooling you guys and you keep buying it.

“Oh, Nate. Remind me to educate you on the joys of a show called Firefly. It’s old, but fun.” “And it involves man parts?” I was still confused. I don’t think I’ll ever get the hang of the language shared by these three. It seems to be equal parts sarcasm and quotes from random books and shows. At the beginning of summer, I listened to an entire rant about men in classical literature.

shouted pushing Mr Nerdy's card with as much force as I could muster ignoring the looks from people around and noticing one of the bouncers coming in towards us. "Why don't we do this like real men then?" Mr Nerdy dared me, looking all calm and surprisingly unshaken by my hard push. "You want to fight?" "Looks like you are badly in need of one buddy," He said, already walking out of the bar. I pulled at my messy hair, hands-on my hip.No body dares me, not Lucas Edgar. I followed him outside just to meet this punk-looking unfazed, standing at the driver's door of the latest edition of the electric car which was opened. Nice ride, but was not about to tell him that to his face. "Let's get thi