Nerdy Jock Novels & Stories

I pretended to think as I tapped my finger on ny chin repeatedly. "Yep" I said popping the P and continued stuffing more on my mouth. "Hey. Losers" I whipped around and saw the one and only famous jock—James Duncan with his goons taling him like a lapdog. You know, Duncan Doughnut like Dunkin Doughnut. Nevermind.

"Enough with this nonsense guys." said Jack looking at his band mates who are making fun of him as he got into yet another scandal with a female idol, couple of days ago. "Don’t be grumpy Jack. Look at the gossips. Oh My God! your fans are scolding that poor girl as she is in scandal with you. I pity her" said Zach McQueen one of his band mates. He is closest to Jack. Zach is also known as 'THUNDER' by fans. His voice is so deep and sexy, so they named him Thunder.

Jack did not answer David. He looked at Katherine. "I used to think it was who I became when no one saw me," he said. "I was wrong." Haley's eyes filled with tears she immediately hated. "That sounds like something from a finale." Susan snapped, "What finale?" The phone vibrated again. This time it displayed a stock ticker. NTRP. The same old temptation. Jack knew the move. Buy low. Wait for the FDA leak. Turn a few hundred dollars into the first stone of an empire. Prove himself. Begin the path.

she really snores bad. I can vividly remember the first time we shared a bed ,not even burying my head deep under the pillows could stop her monstorous snore from terrorising me. They are just like gamma particles ,able to penetrate every thing. "Part of the reasons ." I smlie softly at him ,plugging my headset to my phone. Scrolling through my playlist,I play one of my favourite music. The box ,by Roddyrich. People often say I have a weird taste in music.

I put it with the rest of the papers in my binder. In chemistry,I continue to talk to tent about movies and cartoon.Jack just smile at us.We were now talking about super natural. "Picture Dean with a guy".I said. "That would be so cute,he's hot". Jack smirk at his boyfriend. "I've never seen this side of you".Jack said to Trent. "Or you".he look a me. "I don't know maybe because Jace isn't here so I don't have anyone to talk about manly things with so...".

He’s convinced that at least that douche won't disturb him anymore for the time being. After the crowd dispersed, Noel continue on putting his things inside the locker while he whistled, feeling awarded for speaking his mind rather than being quiet. Maybe it was his mistake to take the roulette and it rolled to NERD, which was what he had to become when he transmigrated to Earth. Being a nerd really doesn’t suit his personality as a king. Noel halted. His eyes blinked several times, recalling the moment where the douche shot him an angry look. They’ve met each other too much in just a span of two days, Noel couldn’t help getting curious about him.

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“21 years old. No boyfriend, still a virgin. And now I’m getting off on ghost men in my sleep?” I try to laugh it off, but the heat doesn’t go away. My body still feels that tingling thing that buzzes inside...I can't even find the best words to describe it. And then, like a knife through fog, his face flashes in my head. Ronan. That damn jawline. The cold, brooding hockey guy who barely looks at me until this morning. Why him? I groan, pressing my hands to my face. I hate jocks. I’ve said it a thousand times. They’re always too loud, too arrogant, too sweaty. Ronan’s barely even on my radar. Or—he wasn’t. Before this morning.

"How'd she take it?" "She cried." He smiles sadly. "Asked how I could do something like that to her. I felt like such an asshole." "You kind of were an asshole." "I know." "Is that why you told her? 'Cause you were feeling guilty?" Nicky rubbed his fingers across his bottom lip. "I wanted to be honest with her. I didn't want her to hear about it from someone else. I wanted her to hear it straight from me so she would know I made a mistake. That I was owning up to it."

The last name made more sense to me than others. During the end of the second week, the three Js ran into my room and closed the laptop which I was working on. The look on their faces was mischievous and I could tell they were up to something bad or had done something bad. “Out with it, guys, I can’t have three photocopy stare directly at me. It causes confusion,” I said to them with the most boring look I could pull out. “Put on your dancing shoes girl cause Luke Power is dead!” Jack announced loudly and happily.