The 'not-so-typical' nerd
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Hey there! It's me your author. It is my second book. Give it a read. I'm not a too good writer and grammer may be horrible. So now here's a sneak peek of my book.....
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I turned the corner and bumped into someone.And you know the worst thing? I fell on my ass. I looked up and saw Conner the leader of the group of my bullies. " Watch where your going nerd" he said.
So that pretty much my life in school, but outside.....
"I'm sorry. Please forgive me" Jace said. And I'm literally fuming right now. " You bastard! You really think I will forgive you?" I said anger seeping off of my tone. "Please I am sorry for being a traitor" he said. His voice trembling in the end " Rest in peace, Jace" I gave him a sickly sweet smile and then....BANG! He's dead.
I guess now you know that I'm not a typical nerd. The nerd thing is just my cover. I'm Alexandra Alfredsson your not-so-typical nerd.
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Hey!! your author again. So if you want to know who Alexandra really is then read the book. I read too much of this shit, so why not write one.
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