Typical Nerd Look Novels & Stories

he said. I smiled softly, looked at him, and said, “Yes, because I am not a really talented person but I want to make a lot of money, I have spent a lot of time studying. But I don't think one day I'll be called a nerd, because I find myself very different from what a nerd is described as. I don't wear glasses, my hair is not frizzy, they're always neatly styled, I make friends with a lot of friends, both boys and girls. And I even have a boyfriend, a famous bad boy from school.”

Bryan, I assumed, responded, and she thanked him. A skinny, pale guy strode out of a back room and headed for us. He was the definition of a ‘Gross Nerd.’ A large, crooked nose held up his round bifocals. His hair was short with white flakes that showered his shoulders as he itched above his ears. I had to hold back the gag that was trying to force itself free.

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"

My ass looks bomb as hell. For the first time in a very long time I feel confident about how I look. I grab a short,silky,black robe to put on over the underwear. Sexy but classy. I put on some watermelon lip balm and walk to the door. Here goes nothing.

“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.

"I dunno..." His voice was tinier now, his lips fuller, but that wasn't what caught Paris' attention. No. The male now had his hair in two pigtails, his white eyeliner outlining the area around his eyes with his light brown skin, and light red lipgloss on his lips. He also had on a black choker with a black and white varsity jacket, white crop top that had his nipples peeking out and baggy jean trousers with black and white converses.

“Don’t you think it is too early in the school year to start harassing women?” I looked towards the source of the sound and I saw an attractive young man standing there. There was something familiar about his features but I couldn’t quite place my finger on it. He was standing tall with a lean body and he had round glasses resting on his nose. He looked the typical part of a nerd and I feared they would turn their attention on him but instead they grumbled under their breaths and stepped away from me.