Revenge Of The Nerds Talent Show Novels & Stories

I couldn't let anything happen to her. "Right…" She grabbed my sleeve, shaking her head. "Novella, don't even listen to her. Wait until Aldo arrives, and she'll regret this. I'm fine. I can hang on. Once we get home, I'll tell Mom what happened. She'll make Aldo pay." Since we refused to apologize, Laura waved her hand in annoyance. Roberto then began dumping bucket after bucket of ice water on us. Our clothes were soaked through, and we were freezing so fast I could feel it crawling under my skin. My teeth rattled, and Carla slipped into unconsciousness.

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

“Can't you see their kindness? I know you're disappointed but just a little bit I need your mercy for my parents as well as me. I don't care what the reason is, I will protect what I can protect. If doing so can hurt you or even hurt me.” Alexander chuckled. He looked at Kimbeerly who continued to cry while he smiled victoriously. Kimbeerly is the stupidest woman. Alexander admits that Kimbeerly is good and honest, but Alexander will not stop the plan he has been planning for a long time. This revenge must end with her winning, not Jeremy winning again. Life must be repaid with life and blood must also be repaid with blood. There is no mercy in this plan nor will there be a chance to make am

They looked up when I came in. “Finally,” Eva purred. “I thought you’d hide forever.” “I wanted to,” I admitted. “Not today. It’s talent day! The send-off for the seniors. You can’t miss it.” “I don’t have any talent,” I protested, slumping into a chair. “You’re a senior,” my mother cut in, firm. “You’ll go. It’s tradition.” I exhaled. “Fine.” Eva clapped, impatient and triumphant. “Perfect. Go get dressed. I’ll wait.”

Now, the two lovers set fire to the company building that has caused them so much suffering. Fransisca felt a mixture of happiness and sadness. On the one hand, she felt very happy because she had finally succeeded in taking revenge and freed herself from the shame and sadness she had felt all this time. However, on the other hand, she felt sad because she realized that her actions would have a bad impact on Miss Veronica and also Mr. Alexander. However, despite all that, Fransisca felt happy because there was nothing that made her feel embarrassed or sad anymore

Jason successfully pushed Frank away from him as he stood beside me, reaching for my hand. "Clary? Who's this brat?" Frank was panting hard, making me guess Jason was stronger. "Don't tell me you forget so easily." Jason growled. "Did you forget Taylor Devin?" I saw a flicker of surprise in Frank's eyes, but then he quickly masked it with a smirk. "Now you mention it, I remember you, Taylor's little brat! What were you about to do? Avenge Taylor's death?" "Shouldn't you be thanking your stars you were saved for another day?" Jason said with a wicked smile. They both stared at each other hard, as if ready for battle. I turned back to the kitchen again to see if Antonio was back, but he still

“This just goes to show that real talent always wins, while shady, bitter gatekeepers will always fail!” This second broadcast officially broke the internet. The comment section exploded into an absolute cesspool of brainless hate. The live chat was scrolling so fast it was practically a blur of internet brainrot: “Bro wtf?! 💀 Sabotaging the code after getting fired is actual clown behavior. Lock her up!” “Nah this Bennett woman is purely unhinged. Imagine being a grown-ass senior dev and doing script-kiddie revenge plots because you got replaced by a Gen Z intern lmao.”

He would rather do it on his win. “I don’t need your help,” he spat coldly. Anderson smiled. He wasn’t done. Trent had to know the reason for his kind gesture. “Well, I’m not doing it for you but myself because if you don’t win, your father most probably will disown you after the video of you dancing naked goes viral,” he taunted, his gaze cold. Anderson never lost till Bernice. As such, it pained him so much that he spent years planning his revenge. There was nothing he didn’t do to win Bernice back. The more he thought about it, the more he wanted Trent to suffer.

Of all the messages and pictures I sent to Trevor, he didn't reply any but just dropped a simple message. Have fun. Not coming. I sighed and continued to watch. The hall wasn't filled yet. Some people had gone for final practice. I just wore a nice white lace dress and straightened my hair. Olive wore a similar one but hers was blue. While I'm sitting, it's starting to get hotter and more interesting. I was munching on popcorn and laughing at hilarious skits. I really wished Trevor was here though. It was time for the talent show and some students came out to sing, dance. There was a rap battle between hockey players and football players. Then cheerleaders of opposing teams. Time for drama a

After hanging up, I collapsed to the floor as if I'd expended 15 years' worth of energy at once. 15 years. I'd waited 15 years for this. Dad, did you know? This lowly insect had finally found a blade fit for its revenge, and it was now about to transform into a vengeful demon.