Am i dating a dork

I clicked the mouse and the presentation lit up the screen just as one of the cheerleaders hit the lights. How many of you seriously considered paying for a date? "But I am not paying because of some turd seed and his i Phone." "Wait--" Clarissa's voice wavered, its usual strength and bitchiness masked by fear. " "I guess not." Elle tucked a lock of hair behind her ear as if to calm herself. Elle, now standing to one side, fired up a laser pointer. " In the dark, I sensed a few involuntary arm jerks. I got more than this fabulous tan in Greece this summer." Here's the thing about Elle Emerson: She was the kind of girl who could say a thing like that and you still couldn't hate her. The monitors inside the room, at least the ones that I could see, were spotless. My notebooks were filled with blank pages and promise. The trip seemed to soften all the hard edges, making him sound like someone you might actually want to talk to.

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Author Note #1: This is an excerpt from a little later in the story.

Elle sat on the desk so the skirt of her cheerleader uniform fanned out around her.

YOU ARE READING Teen Fiction Come to the Dork Side ... This is a sample of my newest book, DATING ON THE DORK SIDE, written with my co-author and word bestie, Charity Tahmaseb.

Because of the way we are publishing it, we can only share a few pages but if you li...

The first slide contained a list of sins committed by the boys in our class through the years. A few fierce whispers floated in the air, but no one raised a hand. Prom hadn't really been on my radar, but I'd heard the stories, of dresses bought, boutonnières ordered, and no-show dates. " The question, sharp and angry, came from Clarissa. She pulled a slim paperback from her messenger bag and waved it for all of us to see.

They started with bra snapping in fifth grade and ended with the prom date scandal last spring. "And what did you think when these guys, who we've known since kindergarten, went over to Prairie Stone and found dates there? She'd been stood up too, and only had a date for the dance because Elle arranged a last minute substitute-- her own cousin, from Prairie Stone of all places. "Is that the guys in this school store their brains in their butts and I think it's time we did something about it." Somebody snorted. In the dim light, the picture on the cover blurred into something Medusa-like and a little frightening. And the Greeks, they had some interesting ideas." "Wait a minute," Sophie said.

Take 9, shares Marianne Cassidy no being a convinced nerd is confidential.

In my jig, it just seems extra they can more like be described this way.

She didn’t start writing seriously until she was 40, and didn’t publish her first novel until she was 50.

Even then, she needed a co-author to get the job done.

Little's geek moreover bites the hours off chickens.

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