Typical Nerd Look Novels & Stories

Unlike my daughter, he approached with measured confidence, offering a smile that made his round pinkish cheeks puff out a little. His hair was neat. He wore a huge pair of square glasses that made his eyes look huge, like E.T.’s. And I could easily tell he came from a well-off family considering he wore a necktie for this such common occasions. From head to toe, if I were being judgmental bitch, which I totally was, he looked like a nerd. He was too old-fashioned for a teenager, and probably... gay judging by how polished he was. He stood at least an inch shorter than Adriana even in his heeled shiny monk strap shoes. But the way he walked, chin up and shoulders back, he somehow looked tall

As I jot down the time of the party to recollect it, Amber exclaims, "OMG, who is that incredibly attractive guy?" Curious to see who Amber is talking about, I turn to see, and my mouth falls open in disbelief. It is Nate about to walk past us in the corridor. He is no longer wearing his nerd glasses or his head covered with his hoodie. He wears a dark green long-sleeve shirt that shows off his six-pack and the brawny features of his body. He pulls up the sleeves on his long arm—not enough to reveal his tattoo. His fitted black pants reveal the length of his leg, and dark shoes complement his outfit. He's taller than every guy in the school I've known, and his black hair is low-cut.

Black eyes,long black hair tied in a messy bun,loose sky blue t shirt which was a size bigger,black jeans and white sneakers. She was too simple for her age,I mean didn't girls of her age love to dress up ,do make up,make hairstyles and try to look beautiful. On top of that her eyes looked tired from lack of sleep,they had dark bags under them and she was a bit too thin. I had seen her somwhere but I couldn't remember. There are over 1000 members in our pack so forgetting one face was normal. "I.....I..............." "I knowIamanerd"

In the center stood a massive round table packed with people. My gaze swept the assembly, involuntarily landing on a radiant figure at the head. Shannon looked more mature now. Her skin glowed under subtle makeup, her lithe frame draped in a chic ensemble that screamed affluence. Her legs elegantly crossed as admirers orbited her like planets. Beside her lounged a strapping young man in flashy clothes. It was not Hunter Ward, but a fresh face. Apparently, her arm candy had upgraded. A brief hush fell before a tipsy guy spotted me. "Whoa, look who is here? Isn't that Shannon's former simp?"

Although he was quiet at first,he opened up a little later on. Devan is the wild child. He is the one that smokes and is covered in tattoos. He jumps from girl to girl every week or so. He never liked obeying the rules but he has no choice but to do so. He calls it the disadvantage of being bestfriends with the future Alpha. Kendrick is the joker. He likes pulling pranks and causing chaos everywhere he goes. He is funny as hell and he does not give a damn about what people think.

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.

I heard a 'come in' and went inside. There was a young man and a girl in the room and they smiled at me. " Ma'am, we need to try a nerdy look on you for the next shoot, so let's try... " The girl said. " Why the nerdy look? " I asked her. " We are shooting for the laptops, desktops, tablets, Chromebooks etc and all those things are usually needed by the students so the nerdy look as they study the most. " The guy grinned and the girl giggled. I smiled at them and nodded.

“You never saw me dressed like a nerd.” “No,” she admitted, her eyes closed and a wide grin on her face. “But I pictured it. Black-rimmed glasses, plastic pocket protector. Maybe with the local garage mechanic’s logo on it. Half a dozen pens and pencils in there. Maybe a snaggle tooth. Got me hot.” Nick groaned and laughed. “If that’s all it takes to get you hot, and if what we just did is the result of said hotness, I’ll be hunting up my glasses and pocket protector to wear every day.”

“Please, though, call me Nate.” Lacey looks him over and at first glance, he appears to be normal. He is wearing a pair of straight leg denim jeans and a maroon sweater beneath an older style black leather jacket, that looks like it has seen better days.. He has neatly combed black hair that is brushed into a slicked down part. He has piercing blue eyes that watch everything with a somber intenseness. He has a clean shaven face and he is what many consider handsome, Lacey supposes.