The Nerd Characters Novels & Stories

Liam trailed off suggestively, implying unsavory escapades. "Totally," Cindy chimed in, her tone as phony as her lashes. "We're old pals. If you're struggling, speak up. With your background—no college, no sharp clothes—you might bomb interviews. Want me to take you shopping? I can spot you cash. You were a whiz kid. It's a shame seeing you like this." Shannon stayed silent, her nails digging into her wine stem. Her intense gaze bore into me like lasers. Her boyfriend, Zach Fuller, leaned forward with condescending pity and open disdain.

Even, became friends since they attended the same school. Ellen had recognized him at first glance, since he is popular as the "Hot nerd" among girls in their school, about which only Gracie was unaware of! Partially, because she always focused on her academics and a small circle of friends she had. And also because she barely attended the late night parties of her schoolmates. "And why are you a sex coach? Also at this age?" Was the only question Gracie had asked him, knowing this shouldn't be her business to mind and yet asking out of curiosity.

His thin body made him look like he was carrying a baseball bat. As if he doesn’t know they’re letting the nerd’s play just to make fun of them. Because if he plays, the piñata will be broken in less than ten seconds. He hissed. The nerd hit his knee instead of the piñata above him. “Gosh, it seems like you didn’t want to hit the piñata when we were kids. You’re still very good at hitting. Oh right your pounding something else now.” He glared at him.

"No, no, you knew nothing!" Ace moved out of his way, still shouting at the top of his lungs. "You think you could hide it forever but I know you! I mean, it makes so much sense. The most popular jock in school who is totally homophobic going out with the not yet out of the closet pretty nerd boy! It's mind-blowing!" "No, I'm not a nerd! And this isn't a W*****d high school book!" Marcos snapped with a hand on his waist, even though there was a smile on his face. "I'm just taking him to the hospital for sometime."

¨ he says while wrapping one arm around her shoulders giving Jessica a side hug. ¨I appreciate that, thanks Nick! I am really happy that I have met you!¨ She then admits. ¨Yeah me too Jess! i might look like one of the popular guys but sometimes i feel l;ike i don't fit in with some people to their surprise, i'm a bit of a nerd you know, i like gadgets and stuff like that so having being the nerd with beach boy looks confuses people, specially girls, first they like to be with me and the moment they see my nerdy side they almost can not believe their eyes and run away with lost of excuses, well anyways that's what happened at my highschool before so that is why i was not 100%

Group A won the game, with us trailing behind in second place, with Group C in the third position-just like the alphabets. The group leader had wanted to read nerd jokes and know people that understood it. It was a game tagged "How Nerdy are you?". But before we could play that, the night outing ended and we all were dismissed to our various hostels. 🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅

The short boy replied back, and I could only hiss. “I can only answer that if you are Nero, the sword smith.” Sigil shot back, and the look on the boy’s face suddenly changed. A sense of familiarity struck him and he said in a low voice - “Then you’ve come to the right place.” I raised a brow. Sigil did to. “I am Nero.” He said again, and relief followed by a shocking sense of wonder coursed through me. Nero was very short. He was a dwarf—a really buff one.

Then I decided on a pair of black knee-length boots. I curled my hair and pulled it all to one side and braided one piece on the top so it was like a crown. I walked downstairs just as there was a knock on the door. "Hey,” he said, smiling, leaning against the doorframe. “Hi.” I smiled back. Everyone saw a bad boy or a player or whatever they wanted to classify him as but really he was nothing but a big dork. A cute one at that, but still a dork. I guess that’s why they always say the nerd gets on so well with the player.

“I’m talking to you, nerd.” “My name isn’t nerd, it’s Dutton,” I stated. “Oh, my fucking god, he even has a nerdy name,” the ringleader taunted. They all laughed, like it was the most hilarious thing they had ever heard. “I need to get to my dorm room,” I said, trying to push through the horde of them again. One of them grabbed my glasses. “Holy shit, these are coke bottles,” he snickered. “Charles Roberts Arthurs, give him back his glasses right now,” a female voice shouted our way.

Lance aka Doc doctor for club. Ezra aka Patch EMT for club. Victor Aka Navy best at boats watercraft. Warren Aka Chopper best at air craft. Anthony Aka Edge best at knives. Jaime aka Data best at tech/ IT. Walter aka Hacker tech geek. Corey aka Jammer tech geek. Joel aka Gamer best at games planning attacks.