Activity 2 Crossword Puzzle Novels & Stories

(Lexi’s POV) “Distressing…” I tapped my temple with the eraser and squinted my eyes, thinking of the word. I looked at the ceiling, biting the ferrule of the pencil as I thought. Sighing, I put the newspaper I was holding as I tried to write my answer in the white squares of the crossword puzzle. “P-I-T-I-F-U-L...”

he said, setting the tablet aside. Cassian climbed up beside him, flipping to a page filled with tangled mazes, rebus puzzles, and logic games. One in particular had been circled in red crayon. "That one," Cassian whispered. "We tried to build the pattern but it keeps breaking at step five."

No evidence of our engagement party from the night before was in sight. My eyes followed the gap between the flora that made a path towards the dining table where two table places were set. A note sat on one plate with my name written across the front. Tentatively, I picked it up, my eyes anxiously scanning the words. ‘There are few things in life that you do not realize you are missing until you get them and then you know that life will never be the same again. That is exactly how I feel about you.

CHAPTER 2 The sun is out in the sky brightly today. Three days have passed since the first day of school and nothing has ever changed. Lila, Sasha and Nathan still have their own world apart from their classmates. “Hi class! Today we will be having an activity in pairs.” Miss Santos wrote on the board the name of the activity MeasureTreasure. “As the name of the activity denotes, today we will be focusing on measuring. I have listed here the things that you need to measure and mind you, these are not easy to find. It’s all around the university; thus, the name treasure. You and your pair’s task is to find and measure these things before our class ends. Got it?”

I assumed the farce had finally ended, but as I stood in the luxury boutique listening to the manager's report on last quarter's new arrivals, those same familiar leather soles echoed behind me once more. I turned, and there stood Thomas at the entrance, arm crossed with a scowl. "It's you again! Bumpkins and freaks have no business in high-end stores." He sauntered inside, sizing me up like discarded trash. "We don't sell cheap grocery bags here, old man." His gaze swept the displays before locking on the limited-edition crocodile-skin shoes in the clerk's hands. He said simply, "I'll take those." The clerk hesitated, glancing at me. "Sir..."

There must be something, something hidden. Or a secret. I called Pollard and he said, he is now in Dubai for a business. So wherw must be Prithvi gone. He lied to me Again! I called Lavanya because I am feeling so bore. She didnt picking my phone uo. And finally she attended. "Where were you? " I asked "How is your honeymoon " she attacked. "Excuseme. It is just a business tour. Nothing much" "How is jeeju? "