Socially Awkward Book Novels & Stories

He was not reading at all, he was just trying to seem busy. “ Your book is upside down” I pointed out and he nodded throwing the book away. “ And you were not sleeping” He replied, his grey eyes staring through my soul. I see, he caught me there too. Oh, everything became awkward again but I took a seat in front of him trying to ignore the way his eyes followed my every movement. “ Hmmm” I tried to ease the tension in the room but I was failing woefully. How can communication be so hard?

his voice trailed off and the table became quiet. "Sasha! My name is Sasha." I spit out and left. It wasn't a very graceful exit as my belly was ridiculously large. I don't know why I got so upset. I usually let comments roll right off me. I just felt like everyone knew all these big secrets and I was left in the dark to be toyed with. I reached the library and grabbed some nonfiction books from the stacks. One about fairies, one about mate bonds, and one about omegas. These were more informational books than stories, which weren't as much fun to read, but I needed to stop feeling like I was a total idiot.

-Ale asked. Well, let's say everyone looked at me funny, especially when I wore glasses, my eyesight wasn't very good before but it had improved a lot in the last year, and I was grateful for it. Besides, no one wanted to be friends with a bookworm as Kara called me, everyone in town was shallow and guarded their reputation. Hanging out with someone like me would hurt her.

I mumbled without looking at him. “You know,” he said again, a teasing edge in his voice, “reading works better when your book isn’t upside down.” What? I blinked, looked down and cursed under my breath. He was right. The damn book was upside down. Heat rushed up my neck and into my cheeks as I flipped it over and bit down on my embarrassment. “Thanks,” I muttered, barely audible. He smiled, as if my awkwardness was the highlight of his day. “Adam Austin,” he said, offering his hand.

No need to fill the space. That was the thing. I wasn’t fighting the silence. As the day went on, we drifted through the town like people with nowhere to be. Street food turned into coffee, coffee into wandering through a small bookstore where the shelves bowed under the weight of too many stories. Aiden picked up a dog-eared paperback and read the back aloud, doing different voices until I laughed loud enough to earn a look from the cashier. “Careful,” I said. “You’re endangering your serious reputation.”

I question and he turns to look at me under my touch. I lightly gasp when he looks at me and our eyes meet. The warmth is fuelling me, and it makes my tummy jump. I am not that experienced building friendships, so all this is new to me. My best friends have always been my Brothers other people never made an effort to even get to know us. So, I am what you call … socially awkward. I don’t even know how to handle these situations as it never happened before. “Let’s make a deal. I tell you about me and my abilities and you tell me what makes you, you!” He gives me a look with a slight smile, I can feel he is trying to make an attempt to get to know me. “Deal.” I smile as I answer. “You are firs

Nygeria The weekend passed without Stephanie returning to the dorm, which worked great because I used the uninterrupted time to plan my next move. Of course, the first thing I needed to do was learn about the people at the school, so I spent most of Sunday looking through social media profiles, learning names and faces to add to the memories that the original owner of this body had. The apps here are similar to those in the real world, so finding everyone was relatively easy and lucky for me; she's a loser, so there are no close friends to keep my guard up against. I lay in bed on Sunday reading Noah's profile on a website. I know the most about him since she loves him, but you never know en

I’ve been the least popular girl in college for as long as I can remember. People think I’m weird just because I’m a little overweight, and wear braces. Yes, I stutter sometimes but only when I’m nervous and because I’m socially awkward. I wasn’t always like that; I did have friends when I was in primary school. But they turned against me, humiliating me in front of the whole school, making me a laughingstock. Since then, I’ve never had any friends, no boyfriends, no other human interactions other than my parents, who I usually avoided speaking to about these problems. I couldn’t tell them what happened to me or why I didn’t bring home any friends from school.

But let's be honest, a man like you will never fit into our world. Adrian met her gaze calmly. "That's fine. I'm not interested in fitting into your world. I'm here for Victoria, not your approval. The room fell silent with those words, and I couldn't feel anything but proud. Adrian was not the son my family had expected, but he did possess something much more important-character.