The Nerd Characters Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Annyeong,” Nathan introduces himself. “I’m Nathaniel Policarpio. Some people call me Nathan and others call me Nate. Personally, I’d prefer it if you call me Nate because Nathan reminds me of the time I spent in Camp Unplugged, the Internet addiction rehabilitation center that was on the news with, uh, Shadow and me.

My name is Emma and I'm what they call a nerd. Not only that I have multiple nicknames like fathead, uglyface, the list is endless. Summer is finally over meaning it's back to school well for me more like I'm going to hell, you see I've always been bullied. It started of being an emotional thing but then they started bullying me physically, shoved me against the lockers, some girls actually slap me but I don't do anything I just walk away.

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.

she poked him. “You wish, silly Sal.” ‘I told you to stop calling me that.” “Then stop being silly.” I was still trying to wrap my head around an eighteen-year-old owning a cyber truck that I failed to notice the tension that was building up in the atmosphere. Penny cleared her throat, breaking their stare off, "Who are the tigers?" Sally gasped, and Shane stifled a laugh, "You don't know who the tigers are?" Penny scratched her forehead, "Am I supposed to?"

Can I take her home this time? "I just can't think of any. And besides, it's the girls' plan after all. They tortured me. That's why I got this hoarse husky voice. And damn, cheerleaders are so strict with the movements of my hands and feet. Like, I almost died for the last few days of my life. I don't even know why I agreed to it." She ranted, and we just laughed. I absolutely missed this nerd. "You mean they're here?" I asked her excitedly since she mentioned them planning this disguise thingy.

Fascinating creatures who can dominate the mainstream population but refuse to. Most Xeviers are probably like Romeo. Aggressive, and love their peace. Which would make Nero the oddest one. Even Niccolo is a bit of a loner— at least from what I’ve gathered. My phone buzzes as the lecture comes to an end. I reached for it blindly and turned off the recording on my tablet. The notification is from the group chat. Niccolo picked the name for the group. I snorted at seeing it again. /Darling and My Brothers/

"It's okay, Nimue. I forgive you." Whew! Big—big—whew! “Thank you, Nadia! You're so cool. Cooler than I'll ever be.” “You're not so bad yourself, Nimue. I heard you—” Her sentence was cut short by the classroom door slamming open with a loud bang. Four hulking figures, all radiating an air of unwashed swagger, swaggered into the room. These were the same jackasses who'd harassed Nadia earlier. She had told me their name. There was Brock, the self-proclaimed leader, with his greasy hair and too-tight shirt; Tank, the one with the muscle and biceps the size of watermelons; Twitch, the nervous one with an endless twitch in his left eye; and lastly, Jon, who despite his name wasn't exactly skinn

It was more of an old van than a nice car. The window was drawn down and a young man faced me. He wasn't that good-looking and his hair was neatly brushed back. His eyes were slightly big and light brown. He wore huge glasses and a checked shirt. "Hi." He greeted in a funny light voice then smiled showing his silver braces. "Umm....hi." I answered in hesitation. He looked like a fucking nerd just at first glance. Back in school when my father was alive, nerds were the type my friends and I hated and avoided the most. But when he died I became worse than them because I had no friend or anyone to talk to.

It seemed awkward at first, but we got along pretty well. “…then there’s Jax. He’s super hot too, but he’s really stupid and never misses a chance to flirt with every girl. I’m certain he has slept with almost a million girls.” She rolled her eyes, making gestures with her hands like a typical highschool mean teenager, “and there’s Antonio. He’s kind of a nerd. He’s super cute, gentle, nice, sweet, and mostly hot! He’s extremely tall and well-built for his age. Like… I don’t understand how someone can be that hot but is a sicko nerd. He’s great at basketball, football, any sports at all. However, every girl literally has a crush on him.” She pouted.

Man, this mate stuff was quite confusing. Calming himself down, Zhane asked Mark, “Aren’t you supposed to have super strength or something”? “What am I? A comic book character? Superman? No, I am not even a man. I am just a boy… who is a nerd.” Mark sighed. “You… think you are a regular human being?” Zhane asked, baffled by his words.