Bart Gets An F Novels & Stories

"I'm going to drag the truth out, Annabelle-even if I have to tear this entire building apart." Elsewhere, Julia had been glued to her phone for the past hour, her painted nails tapping rhythmically against the wine glass beside her. Barton Corp Disqualified From National Veteran Project Bidding – Sources Cite Technical Tampering. The headline flashed across her screen like a personal trophy, followed by a photo of Richard Barton looking anything but pleased. A sly smile curved on her lips. The media was in chaos—news anchors tearing into Barton Corp’s fall from grace. Finally, she thought. The king’s crumbling—and my hands? Clean as ever.

By summer, we were engaged. We moved in with each other after I graduated. That was the beginning of our end. The shine quickly wore off the penny. I soon discovered a side of Bart that he’d kept hidden from me. He wasn’t as evil as his best buddy, Jack, but he could still be cruel. He justified his behavior by pointing out that his abusiveness was directed toward animals instead of people. When I told Bart that I couldn’t marry such a sadist, he fabricated a story about me preferring girls over men and he just wasn’t into such things. His family and friends -which was most of the town- believed him and cursed me for leading him on. It was a mess.

was Matthew’s reply. If Jedidiah had known that a week ago, he would have gone straight there all this while and just knocked on the door. “I’ve heard rumors that he’s some sort of delinquent,” said Bart as he bit into an apple. “Why do you say that?” Jedidiah sighed as Luca fled the room again after looking at him. “Came to school one day with a black eye,” Bart said. “Told the teachers he got into some kind of fight. He also doesn’t talk to anyone and sticks to being alone all the time.”