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 Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 4:11 am
Post your short Stories here! Do you have a short story that you just want to get read? I don't think I do, but I've heard that some people have some writing that just HAS to get out. So okies, just post it!Post the below at the top of your story! [align=center][color=darkred][b]Title here!
By:Your user or real name here [/b][/color][/align]
*Keep them SHORT STORIES! (If you have a novel that you wrote, see the other thread!)
*Post the code above BEFORE the actual writing portion of your post
Did you find an awesome short story that you think should get read, (As long as you follow all the rules) you can post it here. Instead of posting your name, though, post the Author's name instead. (It's only fair!)
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 4:30 pm
List of Short Stories!
~Geek Chick~
*Page 1
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 3:34 pm
Geek Chick
By:Bodilla
You can leave comments about mah story, if you like. This is my first and only short story I have actually finished, and I don't plan on writing anymore. (It just takes too long and my attention span just can't handle it sweatdrop ) My name is Matty. Yes, I know that's a weird name and that it's my nickname, but it's a lot better than Matilda. I hate that name. It reminds me of an old bittie picking onions in a field somewhere in the middle of old Scottland. Besides, Matty is what all my friends call me. Anyway, I can say I'm pretty popular because I'm the lead cheerleader at my school, know almost everyone in the whole school grades 7-12, and EVERYBODY seems to know my name. I know that that makes me sound pretty stuck up, but I really don't care about that. ( I've been called just about every name in the book, because of people being either jelous of me and my straight A grades to all my connections getting me out of trouble or helping me make lead cheerleader.)
I have also had a quite extensive list of boys I have dated since I've became a 7th grader four years ago. I've dated almost all the football, basketball, and swim teams. I could also give you the low down on any of them at an instint. (That's why all my friends come to me before dating a jock.) I also have dated some of the other guys in my class. I've dated a couple of the so called "bad boys," and to add to them I have flirted with the loners. They're just totally clueless about the opposite sex. I also know that if you got caught dating or flirting with any one from either the chess club, dungens and dragons (c) club, or the various other nerd/geek clubs you were one of them and probably loose all of your social status.(or as my friends and the rest of the school call it, socail suicide.)I didn't want that, but there were a couple really cute guys in some of those clubs.
I could also be called a book worm. My parents are always telling me that I should get my nose out of a book, but the funny thing is it doesn't seem like I read a lot. Lately, though, I have been reading a lot. Okay, I haven't been reading, but more like spying. I've also gotten all my friends to "read" for me, too. We were all spying on the super cute new guy. His name was Eric. He's in two of my classes, math and english. He loves the library, or so we think because he's always there either reading or helping out the librarian, and he doesn't play any sports or seems to want to join any for matter either. He doesn't seem very popular amoung any of the jocks, or anyone else in the school. I guess it's because everybody is already busy with their own cliques to notice him. I really don't mind, it gives me a better chance to have him.
After a a couple of weeks of "reading," we have decided that we had compiled enough Eric information to talk to him. So I followed right behind him to math. I tryed to give him note all of math, but it was kinda hard when I was right in front of the teacher's desk. Then, when we left the traffic was terrible. Just trying to get though the door was hectic. I got squashed between one of the many ex-boyfriends I have and some girl that looked like she could use a very much needed brush and mirror because her hair was worse than my situation. I finally got out of the room and to my locker where two of my best girls, Amber and Nicole, were waiting for me.
They were asking all of these questions, like, what did he say?, Does he like you?, and much, much more. I gave them the Sorry-I-Couldn't-Do-It look. Then I got a bunch of questions about why couldn't I. I quickly explained. I assured them I would get his attention in English or during Lunch. They told me that I better or they were going to. Knowing that my girls were behind me made me feel good, and it also meant that Eric was a very good guy for me. This made me want him even more.
I couldn't get his attention in English either. I totally forgot the huge test we had. I knew that I was going to flunk that test, too, because getting Eric's attention was the biggest thing on my mind for the last couple days. So this means my parents are going to be pissed. I just hope now that Eric's worth it. Wait a minute. Why am I doubting myself? I know he's worth it. He's smart, and can help me get my grade back up. ( I know he's smart, atleast in English, because he's always in the library. Hey, if you're in the library all the time, you should be good at English.)
The teacher handed out the test, and it was easy. It was all about this book we were reading, and since I'm such a book worm I finished it a week before the rest of my class did. ( What? It was a really good book!) I got off lucky this time, but I still couldn't get his attention. This means that I'm going to have to wait two hours till lunch to talk to him. So I moped back to my locker, told the my friends the bad news, and moped all the way across the school to art.
We're making ceramic statues. I tryed to make the cute little ballerina I've been planning for the last couple days, but the Eric thing was really starting to get to me. Then I started to get alittle more percky when gym came. Lunch was coming soooo close, and I couldn't wait. After running around playing basketball, I raced to the locker room and changed. Then, without getting into much trouble, I ran to the cafetreia.
There I searched for him. He wasn't here. Then where could my precious Eric be? I stood there in the middle of the cafetreia thinking of all the "reading" my friends and I had done, and thought of a place where he could be. THE LIBRARY! I ran there, and got in trouble by the picky hall monitor on the way, and searched the library as hard as I could. I looked down all the shelves, even the old musty biographies that no one reads unless it's for a report. He wasn't here either. Well where could he be? I checked the spanish classroom, because that would've been the last class he was in. He wasn't there.
Then, I thought that I would walk to his locker. I would have to do this very carefully, because his locker is down "Nerd Alley." Nerd Alley is the hallway where all the nerd/geek clubs are at. I slowly walked down the hallway. All I could smell was sweat and the nausiating smell of all the paint from the D&D room. Before I got to his locker I spotted him by the D&D room door. I was about to go and walk up to him, but he moved back and four of the weirdest people I've ever seen walked out. One of them was wearing a dark purple wizard hat with yellow stars all over it and a velvet looking robe. The other three were wearing different variations of what the wizard in purple was.
I got a little closer. I could now pick out what they were saying. Something about that they'll finish their game after school. WHAT?!? Was Eric playing D&D with these guys? Is Eric part of their club? If he has, for long? These and more questions popped into my head. I was terrified. I didn't want to date a geek. I couldn't, wouldn't allow it, but I liked him before I found out that he was a nerd. I had to consult my bestest friends about this touchey situation.
I rode the bus home from school. I was still dazed from what I saw at lunch. I couldn't wait any longer. I just had to tell my friends about this terrible thing. I called Amber first. I got her answering machine. I told her that I needed to talk to her immediately. Then, I called Nicole. I was figiting while the phone just rang on the other end. She picked it up. I told her all of it so fast it was like a blurr. She asked me what the problem was. ( The last time I was talking this fast I started in my favorite white skirt at home coming.) I took a couple deep breathes and explained it all to her right on the bus. Then, I get these exact words, " I thought you liked him? You where spazzing about him just this morning. Why would talking to the Dungens and Dragons (c) club change anything?"
I explained that he wasn't just talking to them, but that he was playing a game of D&D with them. Then, after school, they were going to finish their game. Nicole sighed, then asked what does that have to do anything? I told her all about their creepy wizard get-up. I got a huff and then she hung up on me.
"What the hell?," I thought. Why'd she hang up on me? I was trying to tell her about my problem with Eric. I just didn't get why she hung up on me. That started to piss me off. I didn't want to talk to her anyway, I'm getting off soon. I got off the bus, and ran inside. I called Amber again. The phone was busy. I geuss that Nicole got a hold of her before I did. This pissed me off even more. Whyed she have to call Amber before I did?
As the night went by and my anger settled down. I tryed to call Amber again. I got her answering machine. I put the phone back on the hook, and layed on my bed thinking about what Nicole said. She was kinda right. If I like him what diference would the D&D club make. It shouldn't. I think that's what she was saying. So it doesn't matter if he's a nerd or a geek, just that he's him and I like him. I thought more and more over the night, and decided that I'm going to appalogize to Nicole and make Eric my new boyfriend.
When I got on the bus, I sat in the very back seat like I usually do. I then text messaged Nicole. It was an I'm-sorry-forgive-me note about yesterday. I thought hopefully she'd forgive me for being a snob, and if she did all I have to worry about is Eric. The bus pulled up to the school, and every one got off in a usual fashon. I went straight to Nicole's locker and waited. When she got there she looked at me with the evil eye and then gave me the cold shoulder. When she closed her locker I gave her the puppy dog eyes. Her evil eye turned into a smile and then a hug. She forgave me. I then told her that I was going to talk to Eric, and then she walked me all the way to Nerd Alley.
I took a deep breath, looked at Nicole, then weaved through the hallway full of students. I almost couldn't find him, but when he started to the D&D room I stopped him. I looked him in the eye and just started to talk to him. He didn't seem irritated, or for that matter he seemed like he rather liked talking to me. So I just popped out, " Would you like to go out for coffee sometime?" He said he didn't like coffee, and that he doesn't get to talk to others around the school much so he gave me his number and asked me to call him some time. I thought that my heart was going to stop. Right then and there. I said sure, and walked to my locker cluching his number in my right hand. I was estatic.
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