“It's pretty easy,” he said.
We were sitting around the kitchen table with Drew's friend Oliver who was staring intently at his laptop. He wasn't the typical computer geek I'd been expecting. He was tall, well-built, well dressed, and judging by his athletic physique, obviously took good care of himself. Put a leather jacket and a few patches on him and he could have passed for one of us.
“What?” Oliver asked me. “Why are you staring at me?”
I chuckled softly. “Sorry, I didn't mean to. I guess when Drew said he was bringing in a computer geek, I was expecting – ”
Oliver smiled. “A fat kid with a face full of pimples wearing a Star Wars t-shirt?”
I looked away and grinned. “Yeah, I guess so.”
“I was that guy a while back,” he admitted. “But I decided I didn't want to be a stereotype a
