Classmates Pen Novels & Stories

he joke that me just laughed at. There are fillers and some notebooks. There is also a bag, some ballpen and many types of pen. Why there's a lot pen here? These are just the same pen. "What course did you take, brother?" He asked as he put his notebooks into his bag. "BSBA," I replied. His ballpen he was holding suddenly fell to the ground. He seem surprised by my answer. "A-Are you sure? I thought you don't like math?" he asked in surprise. His thick eyebrows met.

Clein and I both had red faces, add other students who were curious, looking at us intently. "S-shut up! Just eat quietly!" Clein said, irritated. The four just giggled while I just shook my head and heaved a sigh, I hope it's always like this. A day without problems. But that’s impossible I know. "CLEIN, do you have a ballpen there?" I yell at Clein who is in their seat with Zach and the others, they are playing Mobile Legends on their phone. "Just look for some in my bag, Hon," he said to me with a playful smile while his eyes were still on his phone.

"Thanks, bitch." We went to our classroom together and I only waited 'til our lunch time. Sitting and listening to the professors was extremely boring and I wonder how my classmates copes with that? Can't they feel the boredom? I just want to control the time and make it fast forward! Our mathematics lesson finally ended. My classmates, especially Rocelia has wrote a lot of equation on her notebook. I unconsciously looked down on mine. Empty and all clean. "Need pen?" My seatmate at the left, Joey suddenly, asked.

sits nearby, alongside a pen holder filled with pens and pencils. Once everyone is settled in, Mr. Fren starts handing out the test papers. The history test paper slides across Zack’s desk with a quiet scrape of paper against wood. He glances down at the cover sheet, noting the usual instructions– answer all the questions on the paper; read through the assignment before starting; number your answers as indicated; write neatly and legibly; only use a blue ball point pen to write; draw a clear line through work that should not be marked– and feels a familiar twinge of dread. History has never been his strongest subject. Around him, pens click and papers shuffle as students begin tackling the q

I suddenly started to feel nervous. "Hi Amarachi, I'm your literature teacher. My name is Miss Ada. Welcome to Crownstar highschool." I smiled at her. "So who doesn't have a seat partner? A girl raised her hands and Miss Ada asked me to seat with her. She started teaching and that was when I remembered that I didn't collect the pen my mum bought. I didn't want to ask anyone for a spare pen but then it was my first day at school and I did not want to start skipping notes. I asked the guy at my front for a spare pen but he didn't have any one. The girl beside him smiled and gave me a pen, I thanked her and started writing.

I whispered. "Not if we have the **Pen**," Rowan said. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, silver object. It wasn't a pen. It was a **Bottle of Ink**. And on the label, it said: **"UNLIMITED CONTENT."**

I was Haven Kenway, and I would not let some stupid, twelve-year-old boy get to me. I grabbed my favorite pencil — one of the good ones, the kind with the type of eraser that didn’t leave annoying streaks on the paper — and I sharpened it with my handheld sharpener until it was as pointy as possible. My pencils always had to be sharp. I couldn’t stand dull pencils. I then took out a piece of my nice, crisp, white paper with perfect blue lines, and wrote back to my pen pal who didn’t want me.

Payal was a blushing mess all the time under Adinew's teasing gazes. " Avi, can you please solve that maths problem and teach me the maths trick which you had mentioned in the school " Naitee let out as she and Avian were just watching Maverick, Adi and Anurag because Avian won the first rank in the battle of the ludo. " Avi, from where you got this pen? " Naitee questioned looking at the pen which is so familiar to her. " It's not mine. A girl gave me this today morning when I ran out of the pen all of the sudden. Yeah, I recall the name, Shakshi. She is my classmate. Very annoying girl " Avian explained.

After that , they had to go back to school to make some preparations and design or modification in the staff room. Mrs Wu Lin had told them six and seven years old are in one class . Eight and nine in one class , ten and eleven in one class . Only twelve years old had their own class. The teachers all given two black pen , two blue pen and ten red pen . They also given five files and two notebook . Each teacher had a box of white chalks and two box of colourful chalks. Every teacher given the same amount of everything the teachers needed to teach .

The whole class, he just drew even though there were teachers teaching in front of the blackboard. Her first drawing was her adviser Mrs. Ana Delos Reyes. Next were her three classmates, Cathy, Reyna and Alyssa. Third were his four classmates Gray, Wesley, Kirk and Xavier. And the last one is Bashie and Raymond. Simon stopped what he was doing and acted like he was wondering who else he was going to draw next. Then he drew his other classmates all together in the same classroom. When it was over, the bell rang twice, signaling that their class was over.