Nerdfiction Stories

A young teen boy goes to a private school, Akira Academy and is forced to be something he is not by his peers. He is put under many scenerios and is forced to act on peer pressure, Before finding his reali identity, he meets a School Club that introduces him to a whole other culture that isn't just drinking and partying. He begins to find who he really is and meets a new set of friends.

I was never one to embody the clichés around dating, mostly because before Heart I could never understand them. How someone could read their partner's face like a book, and never get tired of it. How they could forgo the imagination of finding another partner, of another life, of eloping with a beautiful, dark-eyed foreigner on a shimmering vacation. I get it now. She looks stunning, if a little tired. I stare a little too long at her lips, remembering the name of her lip shade: "Too close for comfort." She bought it on a whim during a weekend trip with one of our mutual friends, Sadie. Thought it would pair well with her dress for one of our dance club's ballroom nights. And, as I distinctly remember, it's the only shade that I haven't kissed her in. Before I know what's happening, tears are rushing down her face. "Cameron, you're not allowed to look at me like that." Her voice is deceptively steady, but quiet, despairing. The latter notes I picked up hesitantly, because the onset of her velvet speech has stopped me in my tracks. We're not dating anymore. She picks up where she left off: "I'm here because we never talked about what happened."