Chapter 145: Damn Nerd

Charlotte Suddenly, I was 14 years old, sitting at the back of my class. The board in front of me was filled with equations that generally would prove difficult. It was calculus, and while I hated calculus, I solved it very easily. I don't know if it was something about the numbers or the fact that somehow I felt slightly dyslexic. Every time I saw those numbers pop up on the board, I simply felt as though my brain wanted to shut down, but even amidst it shutting down, it could still solve the equations in record time. I placed my head on my desk and turned my head towards the side where I wouldn't have to look at anybody's faces, but towards the wall instead. I had, after all, been a wallflower, and my preferred furniture and preferred attachment was pain. “Nerd,” I felt myself getting poked on the thigh by my seatmate. “Not again,” I whispered to myself as I grabbed a fistful of the dark blue hoodie that had long since faded to gray. “Wake up, nerd,” his voice came again. This tim