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The Death of a Geek

I bumped my way through the hall, my school books tightly in my hands. I glued my eyes on the doors seeking out my class. 705, 706, I was drawing near my class room. I watched the girls pass by, whey didn't even notice me. Some jock, maybe a basketball player, shoved me to the side and I fell against the wall. Again, no one noticed me. Well, they did, but no one cared that I had hurt myself. I started to gather my thing when the bell rung. I cursed the jocks under my breath and hurried along the hall. I didn't want to be late for the first call of the term. It was pretty useless to say I could have been there before the bell now. It didn't really matter. Math hadn't started yet. The teacher wrote on the board and the class ranted on with each other. I sat un-noticed. At least that went well.
It was the basic crap, fill this card, fill this paper. We didn't do anything that day but paper work. Then haft way through the class the teacher started to call out our names for attendance. I lowered my head on to my desk and hoped the class would just be over. I just wanted the day to be over, go home, play on my computer.
The names rolled on.
"Ninde, Narmolanya." What an odd name. I turned my head to face the rest of the class to see the one which belonged to it. The name, sounded so... wried yet like I've herd it before.
"Here."
She was beautiful, just beautiful. Her hair was black and long. It had no flaws but fell off her head as dead as it really is, not a bend or curl. Her eyes where green, they struck me how strong they were. She wore eyeliner and pinks black lipstick, not shiny gloss, but real smooth lipstick that defined her curvy lips. Her skin was pale like mine but much more clear and clean. Not a spot or pimple deformed her. The air around was very familiar and I confess, there were many girls I've 'meet' whom had this air. The air of popular people, ones who think themselves greatly. But this one didn't have the air so strongly. She did not see herself better then others. I could tell just by looking at her. I guess she would be one of the many whom I'd droll over from afar.


At home I did what I normally did. I logged on to my computer and started to play my role play games. Many times I wondered what the pretty girls did after school. she might have had many friends, like all the others. I damned myself and my virginity.


I saw her many times in the hall, Ninde. I knew haft her route. I saw her after fourth on the sixth floor, seventh on the third, in math, and last period in the stairs out. She was always with a group of friends. Girls not as pretty as she was. They were normal girls, nothing too good about them, nothing bad. Her beauty stood out, even with the loose clothes and overly long sleeves. But I had the feeling she was just like all the other girls, cold. She had a friendly smile, I saw when she laughed. Her eyes, though strong in color were soft in soul. I think it was the way her eyes were shaped. She looked clam in a way. The kind of beauty of long ago, not the fake feeling and lifeless beauty of the magazines and tv.
In math she acted like all the others. She wrote in her notebook, doodled and never talked or wrote on the board. She frowned when ever she looked at her test. I continued to get A's.


"Mark, you need a girl." My friend said over a tabletop game. "Come on! All you ever to is stay home. Get a life."
"I have a life." I spoke as I almost threw the dice, hitting one of my fighters, "I'm breathing, aren't I?"
"You know what I mean." He cursed at my six and took his man off the board. "Even I have friends."
"And what are you then?"
"You're only friend."
He rolled his dice and I did the same.
"Do you even try?" He asked.
I looked down at the little hills on the table. "No."
"See that's your problem."
"Most of the girls I like... All of the girls are never interested in me. I'm just a geek."
"Geek are very popular now." He gave a grin.
"Stop being stupid. I'm just a hopeless loser."


The summer past and I spent the whole time indoors with the AC on. The only time I left the house was to go to Kent's house to play or to a competion, indoors. I'm not good at those games but it's fun. I never meet anyone there though. I play and move on. I never talk.
The new school year started again and I hoped that maybe this time I'd meet another beauty to admire. But Ninde was still there. She looked more paler then ever. I had more classes with her. Math again. Looked like she barely made it. And english. I also saw her in the lunch room sitting at a table with some guy and other friends. I guessed these where the cool people.


I was amazed by Ninde yet I was not surprised. In english one group had to act out a scene from a book and she was great. No longer was she that high and mighty student but a morning women. She was a good actress. They always are.


I was paired up with Ninde in english.
It was a project to make a presentation of your favorite book and compare it to the other's. Then we had to take the thing the two books had most in common and state why. The main thing was to show the class how. I had a feeling I'd never get the project done.
She sat on the desk across from me and smiled. She smiled. Never had a girl smiled at me. I didn't say anything.
"So what's your name again?" Her voice. Lord I had herd it before but this time it was directed to me! And it sounded different. Maybe discus was hidden under her. To tell you right off I'm no Johnny Depp. My hair hung of my head all wild and my body was small and week.
"Er... Mark."
"So... what's your book." Ninde lead.
"I was thinking. Maybe. Lord of the rings-"
"Oh My God!" She sat up right in her chair. "That's such a great book!"
I could tell she was pulling my leg. Even if she did read the book she might have just read it because of the movie. Because of Legolas.
"I just don't like what they did to the movie. Are you a fan? I'm such a geek for them."
Did she say... Geek?
"Yeah." I said. "I'm a fan."
"Well my book," She moved on, "Is The Field's guild to Birds."
Birds?
"Wow." I said more to myself. "We'll have a great time comparing those two books."
"Not unless we dig deep. Like how Tolkien has different races and he finds even the little things and differences to tell them apart. LIke the elves. How many types are there? Three?"
"er... yeah." I was shocked.


I don't know why but after that she hung around me. Well, too much for a girl too, but not as much as Kent. Most of the time we talk about the project, but then it suddenly leads to talking about Lord of the Rings. She really was a fan. But what were the chances of that? Because of that movie the number of fans became very high. I didn't find her special.
But she was still beautiful. I just could not belive she was talking to me.


I sat in lunch at my usual spot behind the snake machine at the loney table. It doesn't bother me, I just read or do homework.
"Chair taken?"
I didn't bother to look up. They usualy just take it away. "No."
They sat there next to me. I looked up. It was Ninde, and she sat next to me. Not across, but NEXT to me.
She leaned on the table. God she looked sexy like that. I hoped I didn't give myself away...
"Do you have the math homework?"
I knew there was something wrong. This was maybe how she pasted the last class.
I gave in.
She put the paper onto the table and pulled out her binder. She turned to the math section and produce another paper. But this one was full, not blank. It was her homework, the same homework I just handed her. She skimmed through my copy and found problem 16. She then compared it to hers which was almost complete.
"Oh." She said. "I thought that was a one. Damn sevens. Threw my coulations off." She drew out her pencil and redid the problem without again glancing at mine. When she was done correcting herself she put her binder away. She leaned on the table again and looked at me.
Nothing happened.
She smiled then and looked down to the table and started taping on it. Was she coming on to me?
We said nothing and soon the bell rung. Before she left to go upstairs she said goodbye.


"I think she likes me."
Kent burst out laughing.
"What's so funny?"
"Her! I've seen her before in history. She is dumb as a bell. I think she likes that other dude."
"Thank's, Kent, for setting my hopes down."
"You just over looked at the things she did and was over whelmed by the attention."


That was it. It was just me. I watched her in the hall as she laughed at that boy's jokes. They were not funny.


Again she sat next to me. This time she talked.
"How's the LotR going?"
"Good."
Nothing.
"Do you think we'll get a good grade for that project?"
"Yeah." It was threes days since we handed ours in.
Nothing.
She looked down at the table and I could tell she was thinking about somthing. I just didn't know what.
She bite her lip and looked at the other table.
That's it! It must have been a joke set by that guy. I was pissed. I said nothing else and again the time passed without words.
The bell rung and somthing strange happened. As she said goodbye she gave me a piece of paper and ran off quickly. I stood there dumbfounded. I opened it during Science. It was a name. Simply Ninde886. The numbers told me that it must have been a aim name. I tried it out when I got home.


Frodojinx9: Is this Ninde?
Ninde886: OMG! Hi!
Frodojinx9: Um... Hi.
Ninde886: What's wrong?
Frodojinx9: why did you give me your aim?
Ninde886: Because I'm so shy!!
What? I was shocked.
Frodojinx9: Shy?
Ninde886: Isn't it great how you can say anything on aim and not feel stupid! XP
Frodojinx9: What?
Ninde886: Are you that stupid!?
Frodojinx9: I have no idea what's going on.
Ninde886: I like YOU! *poke* I've liked you the first time I've even seen you! At that game shop. You where looking at the new sets. You're so HAWT!
Frodojinx9: ...
Ninde886: *hides*
Frodojinx9: At the game shop?
Ninde886: Yeah. Over the winter break. You didn't see me. I guessed so. I cowered in the shadows. But I thought you would remember me.
Frodojinx9: Why?
Ninde886: I'm close with the store people and when they saw me walk out the store without buying anything they called my name
out.
That's where I herd her name before. Ninde Narmolanya.
Frodojinx9: Wow.
Ninde886: When I found out you went to our school I wen t crazy. But I never had the balls to go up to you and talk.
Here was a girl, super model beautiful, afraid to talk to me. What has this world gone to?
Frodejinx9: shy of me?
Ninde886: *hides again*
Frodojinx9: *poke*

We had a long talk and she was right. One does say a lot when only confronted by a screen. I found out a lot about her. Turns out she was a super model. Or at least she was trying to. She told me she kept blowing off her money on Wargames. Even though we had talked long on the net and really got to know each other I still felt strange. It was like I had talked to two different people. I feared she was.


I awaited what would happen at lunch. Or was it still a sick little game?
"Mark!" I saw her down the hallway and before I knew it she was running and she hugged me. And if that wasn't enought we walked together to her class holding hands, talking about our talk last night. She waved goodbye, even though I would see her at lunch, and I watched as she took a seat in her class. I started to make my way down the hall when the bell rung. I didn't care, but a slowly walked to the stairs. Who cared if I was late?


Was I living a dream? I was dating miss popular, model, actress, and most of all, geek. We spent days in the park under shady trees naming birds, and other days at each other's houses playing table top game. Oh, she was good. But now that she was more 'open' about her feelings she became more real. I saw more and more of the complex person she was. She also clung on to me a lot. As a geek I never made a move. I was afraid of what she might do. And at the same time I guess she was afraid too. But we were please with just being with each other. Sitting on the couch together saying lines to the movie before the actors did was a pass-time. Just the touch of each other was enough. It was all I needed. It was the closest I've ever gotten to a girl.
We hugged and cuddled.
"No, I don't belive you." I said to her after she told me the same thing. As she was my first girlfriend, I was her first boyfriend. A girl so beautiful as her. She too wondered why.
More and more time we spent less on doing stuff. We found ourselves just hanging around the park where the sun barely sighed clinging onto each other talking. And at home we started to ignore the movies and cuddle. I loved her laugh. I loved the way she would throw herself on me every time we met anywhere, not bothered by everyone else. A model and a geek. It was weird.
Around people she was very loud and active. But she really was a shy person.
Sometimes we'd play fight and it really turned me on. She way strong, stronger then me. She worked out, for te sake of her job, and I could even see a very girly muscle on her arm when she flexed it. After throwing each other around we would lay around in the spots we fell and gather our breaths. Sometimes if she was near me she would pull up my shirt and lay her head on my chest. She has a thing about bare, skinny chest. Her soft cheeks on me felt right.
We never did anything beyond that. I would never think of such things. And I could tell she too didn't want to. she was pleased with me tiny bare chest. I was odd though. My life was.. perfect. I was happy.


"My agent called with the best news!" Ninde said to me one day as we walked to school. "I'm going to be in a movie. And not as an extra."
"Really! That's great." She had been with that agent for a while know, before I 'met' her and all she would get were ads or walk around in the background. But it pleased her. Sometimes we would go to the movies just to seek her out in the background. It pleased her and I knew that it was the just the thought of being in a movie, no matter what the role that kept her going.
"What movie is it?"
"Some drama movie." She frowned. "But..."
"What?"
"I'm going to have to go to Hollywood to film it."
"oh."
"But we always have aim, right?" She always had a way to turn the topic into a happy one.
"Movie usually only take haft a year to film-"
"Haft a year!"
"To film the whole thing. Their will be times where I will have weeks off. I'll come and visit you... and my family."
"What kind of role did you get?"
"What else," she said. "Some guy's daughter."
"I hope it goes good."
"I know." She hugged me tightly. Even after a year I still got butterflies in my gut when ever she hugged me that way.
"I'll come back."


I never really knew how much of my life she took up until she had left. The parting at the air port was as if we were saying goodbye at the end of the day. She had that magic in her. But after a week I felt I should have given her a bigger goodbye, like those in the movies. And it shocked me that an actor like her, she didn't over do the moment.
Every day I logged on hoping she would be on, but she never was. I knew that filming takes out a lot of a person and a computer is a hard to get. Any way I've seen enough behind the scene stuff to know that after a days work all an actor wants is to sleep. It didn't anger me much, but I started to feel incomplete.
I played my table top games and felt lonely without her silly sound affects. Sometimes she would pick the pieces up, ignoring the rules and start silly conversations with the characters. I didn't mind, they where very funny. And If I did want them back on the board we'd end up play fighting and forgetting all about the game above on the table.
I sat on my couch watching the movies and even with the load surround sound system the room felt quite. After a month I was going mad.

Ninde886: I've missed you so much *hugs* <3
Frodojinx9: How's it been? *hugs back*
Ninde886: It's doing great. The story for the movie has a good plot so I'm really working it *doesn't let go*
Frodojinx9: That's nice to hear ^^
Ninde886: Darn, I have to go. bye!!
Frodojinx9: that fast?
Her name signed off and that was all he herd of her for five months.


I spent the rest of the time fighting with other people at conventions with my army. I learned many things from Ninde. Every person I battled with I won to. But I barely talked to them. Everything reminded me of Ninde. I tried to find something else to do until she came back. Reading seemed like a good thing but the hours passed by and I would finish the books. I would make my way to the library every week desperate to get my mind away from her. I missed her so much.


Ninde886: AHHH!! *hug and kiss attack*
Frodojinx9: NINDE!!
Ninde886: I miss YOU!!!
Frodojinx9: When are coming back? It's been five months!
Ninde886: Somethime next WEEK!! I'm so happy! This film is really something! I'm so going to be famous!
Frodojinx9: NEXT WEEK! I can't wait!


It was like I was on drugs. I stood at the airport, my foot taping, my eyes everywhere. My mom told me to clam down and laughed at me. I didn't care.
There she was. The same beautiful smile. But she looked different. She looked clean and... normal. It was I who didn't care about the people around us and ran up to her and hugged her. She kissed me. I was flooded with a fuzzy feeling. My guts turned and I felt like jello. It was the first time she really kissed me.
In front of my mom. WHY!?


"How was it, Filming the movie?"
"It was so great. Just like I've always dreamed it to be." She was back in her baggie clothes and makeup. She hadn't changed either.
She told me everything that happened. There were so many stories I felt envious. I had nothing to tell her. But the more I herd about her stories the more I learned about the movie. It wasn't just a drama movie, i was one of those really good dramas movies. The kind that really get people famous.


"Did you see me! This is so great."
I sat on the couch dumbfounded. That was not my Ninde, it was someone else. As one of the actors she go a tapes of the triller and we watched it. More like I watched it. I never noticed how good of an actress she was. It was not the geek I saw but a different girl. A normal girl who suffered a lost and change. Did I raelly know the real Ninde?


"Why do I have to where a suit?" I asked my mom as we shopped at the mall. We we're in one on those men's appeal store and I was trying on a suit.
"The least you can do for the girl is look nice."
"But the latest trend is dressing normal." I tried.
My mom didn't move.
"Oh come one! It's just a screening. Not an award show."
"Your right Mark." My mom got up from the chair, "Lets get you some... normal clothes. A nice shirt."


I was amazed at the movie. Not only was it good but the result was over whelming. Ninde was called to many shows to be interviewed and she became an overnight cover girl. I saw the boys I've seen at school drool over her pictures. She came to many photo shoots and each time more fans seemed to pop up. She had fans.
And all that didn't bother Ninde. She acted the same as she always did. Soon I also forgot about the fame as we cuddled together. My fear was that she would be called to another movie. But I knew, it was going to come.


This time it was even harder for me to not think about her. She was everywhere I looked. The library became my hell. The magazine racks sometimes sported her pictures. Then those people started to call me. New spread that I was going out with Ninde and peolpe I barely knew from way back came to talk to me about her. The only friend I really had was Kent and all he could think about was the war games. I didn't like playing with him anymore. He stared at me like I was crazy when ever I voiced my army.


This time the movie produced more fame for Ninde and she was now a star. Soon the magazine stopped asking questions of what she liked in life but the other 'who's that boy with her'? I was very uncomfortable with the way people treated me. Like I was the star. And they sighed under their breaths "How did a geek like him get a girl like that?"
The best times were the times with her. We wouldn't talk about any of that stuff, but we were normal. I became her only companion to the war games because when ever she went to the shop to play with others the game never progressed because they kept asking her questions and annoying her. I read that it was I who had gotten her into table top battles, making me sound more like a geek and her like the perfect girlfriend. I just had to face the facts, I was just lucky.
Every time after she had filmed a movie she would spend it with me. Every free time between photo shoots and interviews she spent it with me. After a while I found that her world only consisted of me, and mine of hers. We were each other's getaway from the silly things people said about us in the magazines. We would drew back from days when we would get excited over her slight appearance in the background.


"...and they want you to come too."
"Me?" Ninde had been to many interviews before but the thought of bring me along seemed kind of dumb. "Why would they want to talk to me?"
"I don't know. You're my boyfirend." Was that all I was? A boyfirend?


I was very strange to me. I didn't know wether I could even talk to these people but I somehow managed to.
"So how long have you been going out together?"
"Three years."
"Wow, that's a long time for such young people. So Mark, what do you do?"
"What do you mean?"
"Do you act, sing?"
"I don't do anything."
"Nothing?"
I shook my head, I felt stupid.
"How did you two meet."
I could see the grin on Ninde's face, I let her say it.
"We meet at a war game store."
"A what?"
"A game workshop. We play The Lord of the Rings table top."
"Really?"
"Yes. I saw him there but I became shy."
"You? shy?"
"Yes. Acting is different from real life."
"Then what happened?"
"I found out he went to the same school as me."
"So you hooked up there?"
"No, I was still shy. And him too."
I couldn't help it, I blushed.
"So when did you two become a real cupple?"
"I sliped him my aim screen name and we just clikced."
"Just like that?"
"Yes."


And after three years she still liked the feeling of my chest on her face even with the hairs coming through. And she was more then beautiful. She was sexy.


"I don't know what I'm going to do."
My mom looked at me with a stern face.
"I don't care how famous Ninde is," my mom said, "you are going to collage."
"To study what?"
"Just get a basic degree and your good."
"Then what'll I do?"
"Get a job."
"Doing what?"
"Boy, what are you trying to imply?"
"That I don't know where my life is leading."
"Does it really matter?"
"What do you mean!? It's my future."
"But you don't have a clue what you want?"
I never really thought about what I would do with life. My mind was too busy with war games and getting school over with that I never considered what I wanted to do when I grew up. Inlike Ninde, she was already grown up with a wealty job.
"I just don't know."

I finished high school and I entered the collage near where Ninde lived. We shared a home together. She was doing a great job being an actress and we lived in a nice place looking down into Manhatten. Living together was great. I was with her all the time. She didn't need to go to collage. In fact she didn't even need to finish High school but she finished her road schooling. I was no longer a child and it scared me. Yet I didn't feel like an adult yet. I had no job. Even if I did mange to pass collage every one would be awed that I was Mark, Ninde Narmolanya's girl friend. I as not meant to be hired. The things of the past where gone. We no longer played games and watched movies but enjoyed nice dinners and sex. I always wondered what happend to the geeks when they turned into adults. But I would never find out.

One of my older and shorter pieces, a little morbid, but this thread could use another entry.


Well, That's Life for You


Shading the reflection from clear blue-green waters off of his eyes, a man and a woman walked slowly across the sand. The bright Sun was beaming as he swam through pale blue skies. A few cottonball puffs of clouds hung above the ground, playing peek-a-boo with the sun. Crystal waves leaped at the shore. They tasted the sand and licked the toes on the bare feet of small children running about in the trickling surf.

Tiny crabs were scuttling across the rocks. They ran as fast as their minute legs could carry them. They ran from the waves rushing up to them, ready to force them back to the watery depths. Many were swept away by the strong and overpowering current. Only a few managed to cram themselves into rocky crevices and escape the watery blast. The man chuckled at the sight. He turned to his companion and said, "Well, that's life for you. But don't worry, that only happens to crabs." They walked on.

The two kept walking. They looked out into the ocean. The water was playing with bits of kelp broken away from its foresty bed. It twisted and turned, dancing in the sea's foam. The green leaves shone vividly against the pale blue water. As the man and the woman watched, a large seagull swooped down and snatched up the seaweed up in its beak. The two watched as the bird carried the plant to a ledge on a cliff. He shredded the kelp and wove it into his nest. The man chuckled at the sight. He turned to his companion and said, "Well, that's life for you. But don't worry, that only happens to kelp." They walked on.

The two kept walking. Out in the distance, the two saw a small rocky island. On it, sea lions barked and played. One group stood out from the rest. A mob was attacking one of the young males. They went for his throat and he dodged them. This went on until the youngster grew tired and gave in to the mob. He was thrown off the rock and into the sea. The dead body sank to a damp grave. The man chuckled at the sight. He turned to his companion and said, "Well, that's life for you. But don't worry, that only happens to sea lions." They walked on.

The two kept walking. A giant wave rushed away from its home at them. They ran for cover but the wave crashed down and swept the man out to sea. The woman escaped. She chuckled at the sight. She looked out to the sea and said, "Well, that's life for you." She walked on.

Thanks. I never liked that opening either, just forgot to go back and change it, but it's fixed now. Later, I'll see if I can find some more of my stories.

Out of curiosity, about how long are each of your chapters? I've been writing a novel for a few years and am almost done, but it seems to be a bit lengthy. I haven't gone through and divided the chapters yet either.

I zon't know 'ow long each chapter is because I write in notepad with deflaut size text. I'll have to look at it with word. But it's not that good. I'm in high school but I keep telling myself never to show it to anyone until I've fixed it alot and I'm in collage. I've got 24 chapters of book one of a series of four books. I'm still not done write book one. Havn't worked on it for a while now.

Nice to hear someone else here like to write too. I break up my chapter based on events of the story (which are all preplaned in my head... all four books). So some chapters are longer then others.

Thanks Zam. I'm in about the same place as you- just graduated high school and never lets anyone read any of my work. wink

Merlin,
I love the character. Nice Frankenstein parallel with the twist of abandonment for his turn to insanity. The one thing that I was wondering about is: if he did want a big family and did have the ability to create life, why did he stop at bringing his son back to "life", or is that just the beginning? It looks like a great three dimensional character. (I'm so happy it isn't another Mary Sue!) Keep it up!