Typical Nerd Look Novels & Stories

“Second, not all engineers need glasses, aren’t you being a little stereotypical?” “It’s just, in the movies you always see the computer guys being all” I wiggled my fingers furiously, “So geeky you can’t miss it. And most of the developers at the office have that nerdy vibe” I gasped in realization “You used to be a nerd didn’t you?” I tried to picture it. A young Marcus, tall and lanky, with fewer muscles baby cheeks, and a floppy fringe. I laughed at the picture. “A nerd who played basketball what a contradiction you are”

“No, Lena.” I sighed in exasperation. Her reply came fast from the other end. I massaged my forehead as though it could ease the growing headache. “I can tell you for free that he's not a nerd. Just look at him, he looks like someone who eats broccoli for breakfast. His eyes looks like someone who takes the phrase ‘early to bed and early to rise’ literally.” “But he was recommended.” Lena whined. I shook my head. “He wears a fucking suit, Lena.” I muttered dryly.

But it looked good on him nonetheless. He looked young. Like probably in his late twenties. And he looked like he smelled so good. I lightly shook my head to drive the crazy thoughts away. Why would I describe someone that way, right? Crazy. He's wearing a pair of glasses which, surprisingly, do not give him a nerdy look. It actually made him look hot.

They were becoming strangers, not the best friend that was staying hip to hip with each other. She felt the need to approach him, walking towards him a short distance between them she could see the dishalved look he had on. His hair was all over the place untamed. His eyes sullen and swollen like he hadn’t slept at all this past week. The shirt he had on was worn inside out, he looked like a shell of the person. The Frennick she was seeing wasn't the Fennick she knew. Fennick who was all about perfection and always organized was now looking like he could barely dress himself up.

His over-worn sweatshirt couldn't hide the fact that it had seen better, much better days. If he could replace his big eye-rimmed glasses with medicated contacts, and if he was a little bit stylish — he could be considered hot, with his features and of course lean frame. He didn't look like it, but ripped muscles seemed to be peeking out from beneath the surface of his baggy sweats. He was almost — my type only if he was less nerd-ish and more street-ish. He smirked when he noticed my distraction.

The scarf on his neck wrote Charlie on it, and he was exactly like a big nerd, or should I say the biggest nerd I had ever seen, cause he had black curly hair, it was only the glasses that was missing to complete his nerdiness, if that was even a word, but he still had the nerd vibes, and was one. A nerd with a very light shade of brown eyes, but very sharp like glass?, hahahaha I laughed inwardly to myself, but kept a strict face on, cause I didn't wanted to have anything to do with him, especially because he was in the girl's dorm, so I concluded that he was either some kind of nerdy creepy pervert, or had a girlfriend here

She had no intention to be their victim again this year. She was ordinary looking, with chestnut brown hair and large green eyes that she mainly hid behind her glasses. She didn’t really like contact lenses and she preferred to dress for comfort rather than style. She didn’t show cleavage or skin like the twin’s girlfriends did. Her lack of fashion sense and her glasses had earned her the nickname of ‘nerd’. She tried to keep to herself and rarely bothered anyone. She sighed as she realized she couldn’t hide in her room forever and if she was totally honest, she was starving.

I said clutching my stomach and arching my back. Both Adrien and Brittney looked at me. Adrien annoyed that I have destroyed the mood and Brittney irritated that Adrien stopped. "Why is the nerd here?" Scoffed Britney with a look of disgust. "Did you came to watch you pervert?" "No, just imagining you to kissing makes me disgusted, and now that I actually saw the scenario, I just want it out of my head. I'm forever traumatized," I said. I stood up straight and rubbed my temple with my eyes closed. Sometimes you just need to take a break from people's imagination.

El said, placing her hands on her hips, “but only if you come shopping with me and finally get rid of the nerd look.” “I’ll agree if you let this go permanently.” The look she gave me said she absolutely planned to use this against me later. “Fine,” she said proudly. “Let’s go.” I shot Caldwell another irritated glare. For a brief second, I thought I saw amusement flicker in his eyes. But when I looked again, his face was unreadable. “What’s wrong with my current look?” I asked. El looked me up and down. “There’s nothing wrong with being a nerd,” she said carefully. “But sometimes you need to switch things up depending on the

***** Nate looked at himself in the mirror, he felt nervous, not because of where he was going but what he was wearing, he was beginning to feel comfortable wearing casual clothes. He was putting on a black jean pants and blue round neck, his hair was a little too smooth for his liking. He ran his hands through it ruffling it up a bit. He liked how he looked, he looked younger and more his age, than the old adult he always looked like whenever he was on suit. He also felt very comfortable in the clothes, straightening out the top, he went ahead and picked up his phone.