Stupidly Smart Novels & Stories

One stupid mistake. My fingers hovered over the screen, trembling. My vision blurred as I read the message again, slowly, letting the words sink in. A breathless, bitter laugh escaped me. "Right. A little mistake," I muttered. I didn't even care about the part where he said he loved her more. What burned was him calling it one stupid mistake. "Sleeping with my best friend," I whispered, a shaky, humorless laugh catching in my throat. "Just a little mistake." My thumb hovered over the screen, the taste of bitterness sharp on my tongue.

"I was stupid." In an expressionless voice, he said, "Well, what if you were stupid? Doesn't everyone do that?" she asked. It was as if his words didn't want to destroy something in me, but rather to trigger something. "For me, everything is a process, and stupidity is a process. When stupidity is made, the process that works is recognition, learning, and change."

Which is either comforting. Or very, very stupid.

I, Gianna Johnston, am born into a family of prodigies. My dad, Henry Johnston, is a computer science professor from Hafford University. My mom, Naomi Liddell, is a medical professor at Starvard University. And my brother, George Johnston, is an international math olympiad champion. Meanwhile, I'm barely passing my math classes at school. George gets so mad at me that he immediately writes down three full sets of math exam questions and exclaims, "You're so dumb that you're nothing but an embarrassment to Mom and Dad and me! "Don't you even think about leaving the house and embarrassing us again without completing all these math questions!" Mom then forces a few pills straight down my t

Stupid guy! He didn't just tag alone, he also stated some words; 'When you meet the right, hot, person. You've got it all. Fuck that useless git.' Wow. Useless? Git? Fuck? This guy was so stupid. He didn't have to insult me so bad. He at least knew I was so emotional. But duh, he didn't even care about my feelings. He was indeed a really smart, and pretentious guy. He played so bad. But thankfully, I didn't release my gem to him.

For another woman, he not only wanted to ruin my future, but he also treated me like an idiot. I took out a neatly folded piece of paper from my school bag and slowly unfolded it in front of everyone. It was my last semester exam result sheet. The score on it was only 20 points. But on another attached sheet, there was a bright red stamp. [National First Prize, Olympiad Competition.] I held up the award paper and waved it in front of them. “Jace, did you forget? I was never the useless girl you could control.” Jace froze for a moment. Then, he looked at me with contempt.

I'm not jealous, just stupid people who want to be slaves to love. I'm not like the idiot Shakespeare who glorifies love. Love is only for fools, and I'm not in that category. I stroked this stupid girl's hair, long blonde hair, blue eyes like the ocean even though it looks just silly when you try to look into her eyes. "I wonder, how much is your IQ? How much is Pentium? Too stupid!" "Stop talking! I want to sleep." I smiled and hugged this stupid girl harder. And kissed her cheek stupidly and packed, a strange combination I had just seen in this silly girl. So ridiculous, I can't even remember her name.

He looked at the smiling Manfred and asked, "Did I really break the chess game?" "Samuel can't even break the chess game?" Manfred smiled gently. "Maybe." "Ha?" Saber Twelve was stunned, and then he was even happier. "Haha! You're awesome. I can even break the chess game that Samuel can't solve. Damn it; let's see who dares to say that I'm stupid in the future." Then, as if he was afraid that others would not know, he ran crazily to the man and shouted, and then ran to others and shouted, which directly made Manfred collapse on the spot. "Okay, okay, you are the smartest, okay?"

Brendon's smug expression, I knew that even she was well aware of it. Jones reluctantly stood up as he turned a few pages of the book in front. "Well, the title of the book is 'What stupid part of the stupid mistake made the God of stupidity stupid?'". Few people laughed at the back. "Oh how interesting, please keep going Mr. Wilson." Ms. Brendon announced. "W-well, the story is about a stupid king who was u-uh stupid enough to do an s-stupid mistake which was one of the stupidest things a stupid person could ever do."

"How can you be so smart?" "Classmates are good, but they can't be chatted with in the community. It's kind of like... what, they have their own world, and I also have my own world. And our world can't be unified." Alsava sat leaning on a park bench, as if looking for pieces of the cloud that had disappeared from the sky in the corners of the grove of trees. "I'm smart because I have to be smart. If I'm stupid, I can embarrass my mother and the whole family."