The Qb’s Nerdy Addiction Novels & Stories

It's been 2 weeks since her wedding, pregnant with a child who is not her husband, and yet not able to consummate her marriage, if not for that stupid Brain for thwarting my plans in motion. How will I get Larry to make love to me, and cover this impending shame and disgrace? “ I need another shot, the old lady said out loud, snapping me out of my deep thoughts. “No, we are bound to refuse any service to any customers who seem to be predisposed to health risks via alcohol intake, I can't give you more shots” the handsome bartender replied softly. “Let's get out of here”, I told the old lady, we should somewhere quieter, “I need to know everything about Daniel Davidson and his son”

I hated especially the anticipation his text made me feel. No. It had to stop. I had no idea how addictive the oil was, or how hard it would be to wash it off and get clean. I’d heard some creepy stories back in prison, about how regular opioids caused physical addiction in only five days, and in only two weeks people just couldn’t function without it in their system, not to mention how excruciating the cleansing could be. But I had no choice. I needed to put an end to it, or I would never have the guts to face up to Big Ellie and get rid of him for good. That was the only way to start making my life something other than a relentless burden of pressure and lies.

Nerdy, not really. That's if we're going by Merriam Webster's definition of nerdy. Nerdy; a person who behaves awkwardly around other people, usually has unstylish hair, clothes, etc. Yes, yes I just defined something from the dictionary like an actual student. Every since Aaron found out I was failing he's stuck to me like glue. Tutoring me, asking me random educational question, helping me do my assignments over the phone and pasting sticker notes all other the house before a test. Its been really sweet of him especially when Ms Jenkins turns on me thinking she's helping when she's not really. She'd ask me a lot of question and try to involve me in many- if not all- class discussions. It i

“A friend of my father’s is obsessed with Sudoku puzzles. He got me addicted and at least once a week, I spend a of couple hours figuring it out.” “A couple of hours?” He had to be kidding. “Yes, Miss Brainiac. They calm me down and require all of my focus. I like to work on one when I’m nervous before games.” He was the rising star in baseball. “How can you be nervous before games?” His face flushed slightly. “This isn’t good table conversation.” I laughed. “What do you do…puke?” Reed Tyler’s cheeks turned completely red. “Seriously?” I asked, completely dumbfounded.

She knows I don't like being called Summer, she's like that every day. "Good morning," I said and sat down. I looked outside our room because I heard a noise, I saw a girl like me who is also a nerd. The boys were bullying her again, pulling her bag. I'm really annoyed when someone just keeps quiet somewhere and then suddenly some people bully you like f*ck! I guess, their life is boring because they're disturbing other's life. Those are terrifying, aren't they?! I stood in front of the door and crossed my arms.

“There are billions of girls in the world, Asher. Statistically, you’ll find someone else.” He turned his head and gave me that look — half irritation, half disbelief. “Stop using big words, what the hell is ‘statistically,’ nerd?” The word landed like a small punch to the chest. He’d said it a million times before, always in that teasing-but-not-really tone. We were literally studying the same course, but somehow I was the nerd because I loved sci-fi documentaries, random fact reels at 2 a.m., and actually enjoyed deep-diving into complex systems. I wasn’t always like this. I used to club and party hard too, but somewhere along the line I got tired of the noise and found something I actuall

Her hand in Ethan’s. Captioned: “The Nerd & The Hockey King… exposed.” And underneath Hundreds of comments are already pouring in.

Something vulnerable? Before I can even wrap my head around it, he keeps going. “I’ve been struggling with drug addiction. I thought it would help me train harder, push more, be the perfect son and quarterback. But all it did was drown me and mess up my focus. My grades slipped. My game slipped. I slipped. Well, my dad found out. Instead of helping, he just scolded me and told me to stop embarrassing the family. Then pushed harder for me to get back to being the star quarterback again.” I don’t know what to say. I don’t know how to even begin to react.

I have to calm him so many damn times because he starts to bother little Mao and orders her to sent curses to mortals. IS HE A DAMN MORON OR WHAT?! WHO THE HELL ASK A CHILD TO LITERALLY SEND CURSES BECAUSE OF A GAME?! I REALLY CAN'T STAND THAT MORON!! Ahem.. Forgive my rant.. The same as Bai Hu, Qing Long is addicted in using an application called 'Famebook'. Since he is an expert in poetry, I thought he is doing well. It is foolish of me to think like that. It turns out he is the same moron like Bai Hu, only the type is different.

She's been hearing the same things over and over again and it was no more affecting her. Cassie was lost in her world, thinking about her crush Adam. The most handsome guy in Hidden ville. The first guy who helped her when others insulted her. He isn't only handsome but also has a nice heart. At least that was Cassie believed. Adam asked her out for prom and she couldn't be more happier. She was well dressed and looking like a fairy princess. "Are you sure you want to go, Cassie?" Jackie asked for the umpteenth time which made Cassie sighed frustratedly.