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

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

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.

I don't know what is simply exaggerated gossip and what is actually the truth, because there is always so much talk around our little town. Either way, I don't feel like I need to meet him. Luckily for me, I will not ever have to. Other than my cousin Andras, and before that my uncle Jack, I don't run in the crowd of alphas. I am a nobody in the pack. I prefer to stay at home in my room and play my video games, watch movies or read my comics. I am a nerd and I own it. My older brother is the cool bad boy one. He likes the attention that he gets from girls.

❇️Six months earlier❇️ Whenever someone asks about my type, I always say the same thing: someone who’s always there. Not in a creepy stalker kinda way, but in a head over heels kinda way. Always there when I needed a shoulder to cry on, a chest to breath into and arms to hold me together when I reached my highest point of breakdown. That was all I asked for. And in my mind, And in my head, Andy Kane checked every single box.

"Why should I help you? What’s in it for me?" "Aside from the fact that it'll be the best sixty seconds of your pathetic life? Nothing." I reached out, my fingers trembling as I grabbed the rough fabric of his hoodie. "Just shut up and let me get this over with." "You look like you're about to vomit," he whispered, his voice dropping to a dangerous vibration. "Is the Ice Queen actually scared of a nerd?" "I’m disgusted, Elias. There’s a difference." "Then show me," he challenged. "Show me how much you hate it."

One of those D1 athletes. “You’re totally a jock, ” I snickered. “You must have been a fratboy in college.” He leaned back on the railing of the lift and raised an eyebrow. “A fuckboy, you have the vibe,” I tease him. “Au contraire, I was a nerd,” he said proudly. “What?” I find it hard to believe. “With this whole….thing,” I gesture to his overall looks, wealth, and attitude, “You were a nerd?” “Yeah, I was even a loner. I still am,” he led us to a black pickup truck. I guess every engineer is required to have one.

"Neal, I don't have any real friends. I was part of Tally's group, so I always hung out with her. I never had the chance to make proper friends myself while being at school. It was always school work and hanging out with Tally." "Jesus. Well, that does explain a lot, actually,'' he replied, causing a gasp to leave my lips as I laughed. "What's that supposed to mean? I'm not that terrible, but I mean, I'm not like other people here. I don't really care to party. I may look like a party girl, but I'm actually a bookworm. That is my deep, dark secret. I am a bookworm who loves to wear fuzzy socks and curl up in bed and read a book or watch a movie and drink coffee or hot tea."

Derek asked "My name is AJ Castello and my friends and I are just passing through" the male said, showing his neck in submission making me frown, and I noticed from the dim lighting that the moon was giving us that he was tall maybe an inch shorter than Derek with a slender built. He had short cropped hair with hazel eyes. He was also covered in tattoos but I couldn't tell what they were from where I was standing. "Where are you heading?" My mate asked "California " The guy, AJ, replied

"No, no, you knew nothing!" Ace moved out of his way, still shouting at the top of his lungs. "You think you could hide it forever but I know you! I mean, it makes so much sense. The most popular jock in school who is totally homophobic going out with the not yet out of the closet pretty nerd boy! It's mind-blowing!" "No, I'm not a nerd! And this isn't a W*****d high school book!" Marcos snapped with a hand on his waist, even though there was a smile on his face. "I'm just taking him to the hospital for sometime."