Classmates Pen Novels & Stories

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.

This morning, he had put few foods ingredients like fifty kilogrammes white rice and flour , ten packs of cooking oil , ten pack of sugar , ten kilogrammes pork meat and fruits into the sacks for his friends including the Su two cousins . He enters his space with his consciousness and ask the puppets to arrange five sacks with three million and four hundred yuan cash . He then look at his warehouse to find something to give to his group members as the group leader . Then he found ten pen that he bought from the mall last time . Each of the pen cost is two hundred and eighty yuan . He ask the three puppets who handle the warehouses to engrave the name of his group members including Su Yang an

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.

“She also helped wrap the cakes I baked earlier this morning, so they’ll be easy to share.” Anya’s eyes lit up at the mention of the cakes. “Really? Are they in little packs?” she asked eagerly. Penelope nodded with a smile. “Yes, all packed and ready. Chocolate, just like you wanted.” Anya giggled, twirling in her new uniform. “I hope my new classmates like them.” “They will,” Penelope assured her, taking her hand. “Now, come on, we don’t want to be late.” Together, they left the room and headed downstairs.

"That part is going to be on the big test next week." "Thank you," I said softly. I reached into my bag to find my pen. I wanted to write the page number down in my notebook. I felt around in the dark pocket, but I could not find my favorite blue pen. I only felt my broken red one. "Here," Jeff said quickly. He held out a plain black pen to me. "You can use mine." Before I could reach my hand out to take Jeff's pen, a large hand appeared right in front of my face.

“That’s perfect! Maybe a bit too good-boy for you, but it’s a start. Then you can move on to the dark types, the types that—” WHACK. Another pen hits him square in the face, spinning off his nose with a snap. I burst out laughing before I can stop myself, and immediately slap a hand over my mouth, mortified. Another pen slams into the back of my laptop. The metallic clang makes me jump, and both of us snap our attention to the front. Sam is rubbing the side of his face, grimacing, while my hand stays plastered to my mouth. Around us, a few classmates exchange wide-eyed glances, curiosity mixed with suppressed amusement.

My friends and family all just towered over me. Ms. Hollins began class, and I took notes. Jarren, on the other hand, decided to sleep. He always slept in science, yet he had the best grade in the class. I wasn't complaining, though. Being his partner meant I always made an "A" on labs and projects. "Jillie." I looked to my right. "Yes?" I replied to Greg. "Do you have a pen I could borrow? Mine just ran out of ink." I handed him Jarren's pen since he wasn't using it. "Thanks."

And please we're having a teamwork assignment coming up soon on all the subjects, can I team myself up with a good student? She smiled brightly. She just likes me, the only teacher that likes me. Maybe because she's my mom's friend Luckily she's our class master Miss Soberano : come on do it. You know I can do anything for you She brought out a long white plain sheet and gave me a pen. Miss: you can write your names here as number one I nodded and took the pen. Then I remembered that I don't know her name, the only idea I have is her surname and it's not even clear

Oni growled, holding a blue colored pen towards my direction. I trudged forward slowly, trying to make sense of the equations as I walked to the board. I couldn’t. “Question four,” Mr Oni declared as I took the pen from him. My right hand which held the pen shivered uncontrollably as I stood fixated on the question, lost. The combination of Mr Oni and my classmate’s hard biting glare on my back only increased my panic. In seconds, tiny tremors began to rock my knee-joints, and then my legs. The class was dead silent, every one watching.

Written in messy handwriting were the word 'Hi' The bell rang, resonating through the quiet classroom. Instantly, my classmates and I sprang into action, rising from our seats in unison. While my peers hastily packed away their belongings, I calmly put my things away with practiced efficiency. Slipping on my headphones, I pressed play on a carefully curated playlist that transported me into my own world.