AnotherBricInTheWall

When people talk about a “nerd,” there’s obviously a stereotypical appearance associated with that, even if we know that’s not necessarily always the case. But, that also doesn’t mean that people like that don’t exist. I remember a girl back in high school, who we’ll just call Julie. She had the thick rimmed glasses, freckles, braces. She wore sweatshirts and sweatpants mostly, with the occasional yoga pants or jeans breaking up the monotony. She had long, blonde hair, and altogether looked a little mousey, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t find her cute. She kept to herself a lot, but in the small interactions we did have, she was always very pleasant. During a humanities class in high school, we were paired up for a day; it was one of those “here’s a bunch of stations around the room, visit all of them to fill out the assignment” type deals. Mostly just to allow us a bit of freedom for a period, I assume. We completed ours pretty well, as we were both rather good at that sort of