Cerita Cinta Mahasiswa Novels & Stories

It was love on the first date. The next day at school, Jennifer, Charlie’s ex-girlfriend, approached Logan in the restroom. Jennifer accused her of taking Charlie away from her. Jennifer continued the conversation saying, “Charlie only asked you to go with him on a date, because he was dared by his friends. He is only using you. You better enjoy your time with him now. It will not last long. He loves me and will never be happy with you. He always does this when we have and argument. He finds someone else to make me jealous and then comes running back to me.” Logan was heartbroken and wondered if Jennifer was telling her the truth. Logan could not wait to see Lisa, she needed someone to talk

I rolled my eyes, however, deep down, a wave of pleasure ran over me that I was no longer the talk of the school. She screamed, stopping in her tracks. "You won't believe this!" "What?!" "A recent gossip that a professor in Bertley Gills is dating a student!" She turned to me with a widened mouth. "That's so crazy. How could they do such a thing in a strict university like ours." "Wh-what? Who posted it?" My heart began to pound faster. Were these people after my life? "I don't know." She shrugged. "Some anonymous blogger." She laughed. "I'll definitely subscribe to this story. A lot of people are following it."

I couldn't help it and laughed so hard as his face started turning red. "Cute" I teased, using his words against him. "Whatever" He smiled. Nate and I talked for a while. He was really sweet. He was studying criminal law, wanting to help underrepresented supernaturals in court. I joked that he won't get paid enough but he was really passionate about it. We spoke for a while before Brittney popped up on the mic. "Hello everyone and welcome again to Partha Octia University. " She smiled again. I swear that smile is glued there. "We have games and prizes in store for you all, but first let me introduce the other RAs and important figures you need to know."

But I haven't found it yet. Everyone must have gone home. Some other students would go to drinking places. Some would go to the Jongwon park to meet their dates. I see them every and end of the class. I could just look down and watch them walk hand in hand, alone, lonely, happy, even angry at one another. Me? I usually end up here. On this rooftop. Alone. Nobody wants to be here. It stinks so bad with dead rats. I found two of the dead rats yesterday and threw them in the trash. I wouldn't bear it too long in that case.