Warning: MATURE CONTENT ||🔞R-18🔞|| REVISING

To Kendall, made a great decision in her life by befriending the nerd, Ethan Moore. Despite the difference between the two of them, it's still a 'go' sign for Kendall.

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Looks, money, freedom and grade- what people dreamed off.

A stubborn Kendall Jaish Pearson has one wish to achieve in life when she learns the 'nerds' secret, Ethan Moore, and the only way to achieve it is to befriend him. But why did Kendall find it difficult to friend a nerd like him? At the same time, she finds herself falling for him and wishing to be together with him as long as she can remember. The question? Will he finally accept her to be his friend?

Sorry, but even though your dress is lovely, you don't look good in it.

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Updated: Every Wednesday /slow updated/

[TIMELINE]

Start**:** Dec 31\, 2022

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My Fucking Nerd

NERD #1 - PROLOGUE

"Ahahaha, that's ugly," they laughed.

"You're not exactly a cute girl," I muttered to myself.

"That dress is a poor choice for you."

"You look like a princess amidst trash."

I did my best to block out the spiteful remarks from my stepsister's friends, moving silently towards the exit. My gaze stayed fixed on the ground as I navigated towards the door, avoiding their piercing stares. Clearly, I was an annoyance to them, and I had come to terms with that. My presence at the birthday party was pointless if it only brought embarrassment to my family.

Startled by a voice to my right, "You alright?" I let out a small yelp of surprise. A man was casually leaning against a car, catching me off guard. He spoke again, his deep, raspy voice sending a shiver down my spine, after he caught my confused look.

"Your dress," he pointed out, referring to my now drenched and torn attire. Embarrassment washed over me. Despite my discomfort with strangers, I couldn't ignore his striking appearance and the gravelly tone of his voice.

I patched up my torn dress and whispered back, "I'm fine, thank you."

The man remained silent, so I decided it was time to check on my car, but a gentle hand halted me. "Take my hoodie," he offered. The thought of wearing a stranger's clothes was mortifying, and I shook my head, declining his offer. I couldn't trust this man, not yet.

I've never been one to ask for help. I'm just another burden, another source of embarrassment. When he didn't let go of my wrist, I gently pulled away. I turned to him, sighing, "I appreciate it, but I'm okay. I really must be going—"

"No, take it. You'll draw criticism in a torn and ruined dress," he insisted, and he was right, but I could handle the scorn.

His words left me stunned, and I stared at him, speechless. I hadn't expected such a gesture.

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I entered my sister's room and found her fast asleep. I looked at every corner of this room filled with banners of actor Ethan Harrison. I'm really amazed that my sister can be a fan and a student at the same time. No wonder my sister is always loved with Ethan- he always does little things that are trending-- although we are the same age, this actor is really handsome.

Much to my surprise, he reached stardom at such a young age. I sighed and went to the bathroom. I turned to look at myself in the round mirror attached to the wall, looking at my reflection. My hair is in a bun, my favourite is to tie my hair with a rubber band, because I get wrinkled easily when my hair is loose on my face, so I always have it in a bun. I smiled, but I was ugly. The eyes of the hazel doe turned to me, and I relaxed even though I was very popular in school because of my looks and was cursed every day.

But I was just one of those weak students who had a lot of sexual problems in school and in my future love life and work.

"Sister, " A voice said kindly from behind. And then, I realized that my youngest sister Natalie was awake next to me. I whirled on my heels and hugged my little sis as much as I wanted. I loved my little sis; she will turn fifteen next month and I can't accept that my favourite sister will be a plus one. "

"Sister, you're going to cry again!" My youngest brother joked with me. And then, I laughed when Natalie said that this boy really likes me all the time. I love my sister very much, but I can't deny the fact that, no matter how much Natalie teases me. She is still my little baby. Natalie is very beautiful. Her black hair falls neatly down her back, framing her slim jawline. I swear my little sister literally looks like our mother. Her face was slender and naturally white like our mother in her youth days.