Typical Nerd Look Novels & Stories

Then her surroundings became clear. She looked up at the person who tapped her and saw a cute nerdy guy wearing big glasses. She chuckled as she took in his appearance. He was wearing a brown turtle neck sweatshirt and black joggers trousers. He was light-skinned, slim, not macho muscular, and about 6'2ft. He had an oval face with a square side box and full plump pink lips. His cheekbone was strong and his jaw was like a sharp razor line.

I usually prefer to just plug in my earphones and shut out the world. I wonder how Alex and Jace are handling this. They're probably not having as much trouble as me. They can literally walk into a room and win over everyone's heart like they're some sort of Cupid in teenage form. Well, I'm the opposite. I'm like a demon in the teenage form: you avoid them and you're good. Okay, not a demon..maybe a zombie. When I do think about it that's kind of how my previous classmates looked at me. They looked at me like I'm about to start a zombie apocalypse and infect everybody with my "obvious" nerdiness. Like seriously guys? Just because I'm quiet and distant and have straight A:s doesn't mean I'm a

If I get tired of their attitudes, hell will surely break loose. But it doesn’t mean that I’ll hold back, I’ll not retaliate. I’ll just give them a dose of their own medicine. I put a fake skin that was color brown in my whole body to hide my skin that looks like snow. I put curly hair that has full bangs. The color of it was black enough to hide my pink hair. I hate the color of my hair. It's too girly! I use a contact lens that is colored light blue to hide my pink eyes. I know I'm a freak but who the hell cares! As if it was my goddamn fault to have this kind of eyes. Well, I always put a contact lens on even before. Having an odd hair color and extreme beauty is enough. I don’t want to b

She already has all the things that a person would ask for in life, wealth, money, intelligence, nice clothes and food but she is a nerd. She was wearing big eyeglasses. Loose uniform, with braces and her hair is kinda not good and she tied her hair into two hairs. That looks like a typical nerd that exists in their school. So no matter how rich she is they really have no interest in her because of her looks. They talk to her but only when they ask for answers to assignments or activities. Other than that there is none. But she was used to it already. Since she was in elementary, her classmates treat her that way so it is nothing new to her.

I can have it down or maybe I can wear it in a ponytail like Holly, it always make her look good and she always wear her hair in ponytails whenever she wears a show back top, does that count? I had my hair in a tight ponytail and before I was done I regretted it immediately. Damn, it hurts like hell, maybe I have it on too tight? But that was how neat Holly’s own always turn out. I glanced back at my reflection in the mirror, it didn’t look like me but it didn’t look like Holly either. Holly would have looked more sharp and model like looking. I just look…okay and not nerdy, I guess. I contemplated putting on my glasses or not but the thing is, my glasses isn’t just part of my nerdy attire,

It shocked me to hear him say that, considering I wasn’t even wearing any makeup on top of the sweatpants and hoodie. “Thank you.” Nero also looked very good. It was the first time I saw him in casual clothes. He was in a black tee, sweats, black socks, and slides on his feet. He looked like the boy next door except for the tattoos on his hands and neck. His tee fit him like a second skin. When he flexed his arms, I almost fainted. He didn’t just look like he worked out. He was ripped. And his tattoos gave him the bad boy vibe. His tribal tattoo was more visible on his arm, and it peeked on his chest.

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

"To get into a car with me, especially if I'd treated them badly a while ago. I tend to treat people really badly." A frown graced my features. "Why do you treat people badly?" Jordan looked up at me, and something crossed in his eyes. Something indecipherable. But was it weird that it felt like he was trying to figure something out? In a slow second, one corner of his mouth lifted in a faint smirk. “You really don’t pay attention to rumors, huh? I've heard that's a thing with nerds. Heads and eyes on your books and nothing else." "I'm not a nerd," I pushed back, even though I knew I was. For fuck's sake, I used a pair of horn-rimmed glasses, and everyone in my class came to me when they had

"Why should I help you? What’s in it for me?" "Aside from the fact that it'll be the best sixty seconds of your pathetic life? Nothing." I reached out, my fingers trembling as I grabbed the rough fabric of his hoodie. "Just shut up and let me get this over with." "You look like you're about to vomit," he whispered, his voice dropping to a dangerous vibration. "Is the Ice Queen actually scared of a nerd?" "I’m disgusted, Elias. There’s a difference." "Then show me," he challenged. "Show me how much you hate it."

"Force of habit, I guess." Now that she took a proper look at him, she noted his appearance. He was undeniably handsome, but in a nerdy kind of way. He had tousled brown hair that fell over his forehead, piercing gray eyes behind a pair of stylish black-rimmed glasses, and a sharp jawline softened by a hint of stubble. He was dressed in a crisp white shirt with the sleeves rolled up, revealing toned forearms, and dark, well-fitted jeans. The overall effect was charmingly intellectual.