“I appreciate everyone who has taken the time out of their busy schedules to attend our 10th graduation ceremony. It gives me great pleasure…” Mr. Jorge, ever the simp went on and on about what achievements patrons of the school have done, he talked about Mr. Maximilian’s efforts in contributing to the welfare of the staff and students, he spoke highly of the graduating students, you know, all that good stuff we already knew. The majority of the students weren’t even listening to his speech but the parents were because that’s what you do when you grow up, get married, and have kids, you listen to speeches because they become interesting to you in your old age. After praising Mr. Maximilian to the skies he invited the graduating students to the podium for the presentation of their certificates. Looking at them walk orderly and with an aura of maturity around them, it was hard to tell that these year 3 seniors were the same who once threw parties and staggered drunkenly behind the close
The junior class 3 outdid themselves with the creative decorations they put up in the dining hall. The light bulbs they put up displayed a variety of colors all over the dining floor. The tables and chairs had been moved aside to allow for open dancing space. Streamers and balloons were hanging from window corners and even from some of the ceiling fans. At one side of the dining was a bar that was set up using the excess drinks rolled out by the outgoing senior class 3 and Jake Newman and some other guy I didn’t recognize served drinks to people. There was also a buffet with a variety of goodies and some of the first and second-year juniors occupied this table as they helped themselves to the food spread out. At the entrance of the dining was a huge banner that read “Happy Graduation!!!” Charlie and I scanned the hall. Charlie wore form-fitting slacks with an open-neck long-sleeved shirt and low heels. She and Tyler came up with the idea to dress the exact same way for whatever reaso
Hi there, So this is the end of Bad Boys Club. Thank you so much for supporting this book. I actually started this book a long time ago and it has taken two years to finally finish it. Along the way of writing , however, my creative juices kept flowing but I didn't want to make this book too long the I realized that I could do a sequel to this book by focusing on the characters lives after graduation from Edwin and Co. And if you noticed they are a lot of openings for that, for example, Christian's live story and Tyler's full story along with his dad's connection to Heather and Christian. Also, I will be focusing on Tyler, Heather and Charlie's relationship. So the sequel will focus on their lives years after graduation. I may not be able to start the sequel this year since I have a lot of other books I'm working on but in the near future I will be releasing so stay tuned. Anyways, thanks a l
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The alarm ringing beside me sent goosebumps up and down my arms because it was very unusual for a girl like me to set an alarm for a Saturday, everyone loves to sleep in on weekends and I am no exception. I could sleep the day away. But of course, there was a reason for the alarm on a Saturday at exactly noon, my first day at Edwin and Co. (no it's not a company...it's a sub-division of it) group of Schools as a boarder, a school with tentacles reaching 3 continents and 24 countries. A school dad could afford for me with his now elevated status as Managing Director of the new Edwin branch and because Mr. Maximillian Edwin was very "generous" he suggested that dad should let me attend school at his private boarding school. But I will still have to pay my fees, Mr. Maximillian is no Santa. Mom already packed all I need to survive the hostel for the school year and since it was the beginning of another school year I wasn't too concerned. Bes
Ask Diddy your most personal interrelationship questions. Tell Diddy everything. Go on! We dare you! Remember, the reason Ask Diddy is added to the school newspaper is to help students interact with a fellow yet an anonymous student. All secrets told to Diddy remain secret. Dear Diddy,When I first got here I was called a hoe, a bitch. But you know as much as I do who the real bitches of school are.Anyway, I think I proved them right yesterday. I had sex with one of my classmates in that unused science lab. I have heard stories of girls who got pregnant and dropped out of school. I don't want to get pregnant and if I do I don't want my parent to know, it would be the death of them if I got pregnant at this age. It could even cause a scandal for my dad. What should I do!
So Charlie and I got to put most of my stuff away, she was really helpful, fast and very chatty. Once we got done we decided to get a tour of the place. It was late afternoon by this time and the lights of the hostel were already being turned on, some floodlights attached to the buildings were beginning to cast shadows on the wall. Charlie slipped her socked feet into her flops "Meet me behind the hostel in five " she said and started moving out. "Where are you going? " I asked. "I need to get something from there. Just do as I say, don't talk to anyone yet, mind your business too " with that she slammed the door shut leaving me all by myself. For a split second, I felt like a baby without a mommy. I want my mommy! She's the only friend I knew for now and the idea of leaving the room without her didn't taste nice on my buds so I got down to putting the rest of my stuff away and throwing my bags in one of the other empty lockers. Bu
For the fifth time, I rolled on my bed and opened my eyes. The steady sound of water filled my ears. Charlie was still in the bathroom, been there since 4:59 am and now 5:25 and she's still scrubbing the flesh off her body. It reminded me of Bea. When Bea takes over the bathroom how long do you wanna wait? 1 hour, a month, a year? You got it! Back at Lake George, we all shared one bathroom; mom, dad, Bea and I. The memories of 'those days' aren't worth keeping. Bea's habit of just randomly wasting time on anything then just always provides me with an excuse when I need one and I get someone to blame for it. For Instance, when mom asks why I still haven't had my bath, I could just easily say "Bea's been in the bathroom the whole day " That excuse has worked for years and it still works because Bea... she's just something else. Mom tries every time to talk to Bea about it but of course, a leopard doesn't change its skin neither would