Classmates Pen Novels & Stories

"Basta mag aaral ng mabuti ah, gusto ko palagi kang very good sa klase." "Yes ma'am!" Sumaludo pa ang bubwit bago kinuha ang mga gamit na gusto niyang kunin. Pero huminto ako sa pagsunod sa kanya ng makitang tiningnan niya ang isang mechanical pen pati na rin ang isang sketch pad bago ako nilapitan.

totally ignored me.” Behind me, some one tapped lightly on my shoulder. I turned around and saw a boy with light makeup and eyeliner looking at me. “Hi, I’m Val. I’m also new here. Welcome to the world of the unknown.” He raised his eyebrows theatrically and sniggered. I almost laughed at him hysterically, but I clapped my hand on my mouth. “Hi, Val. I’m Nia and this is Charm.” So, now there were three of us. At least, I think we can survive this, I thought to myself. The teacher came in and the class officially started. I can breathe in easily. I made two friends. I smiled to myself, ‘Not bad.’ The class was becoming lively with conversations about summer, new places, fashion, that new

I swear I hate my mouth. "Ummm I-i---" My eyes wander around as I saw a pen on the floor so I picked it up and.... "Fu--Found it." I exclaimed while raising the pen. I look so stupid that my friend was about to die, trying to stop his laughter. " Ok, now attention. Someone transferred to our school. So let me introduce to you your new classmate, Acquirer." Lip bite /* " Hello I'm Acquirer. Just call me Acq." He shortly introduced himself.

For memories you know, and maybe we'll find out something new from each other when we answer that. I filled-up all the information's needed to fill up. So did my twin Xiera. I went to the garden where we always meet. Our classes were different so we just meet here after the class, like when it's lunch time. But Precious is my classmate. And Deity and Arriane were classmates too. “Arriane! Precious! Deity!” I call them. They looked at me first before before walking towards me. “I bought an autograph notebook.! Answer it! So that we have many more memories together” I told them.

If there is such a thing as boys being nice, I take my pen and paper and begin writing my semi-best letter in hopes it's readable. Dear max, I am glad I got you as a pen pal. Hopefully, you'll be a good friend one day, and I can learn a little bit about New York and the things you like to do there or your favourite hobbies and foods. My teacher assigned us to our pen pal, and I have never had a pen pal before, so it will be nice to have someone to write a letter to each month, luckily for you, I am your pen pal, so here is a little bit about me.

It's normal to be nervous on the first day of college, right? While I’m pulling my notebook out of my backpack, a girl flops into the seat next to me. She has short brown bob-styled hair and a pair of gray eyes, with cute freckles on her nose and cheeks. My first new classmate. She huffs before taking out her books, but when she opens her pencil case, she looks surprised—she can’t find anything to take notes with. "Here," I smile, lending her one of my pens. She looks up at me with an expression of pure astonishment. "Thanks!" she grins.

I breathed deeply as my lips started to quiver. "Make it a table like list, with four columns and five rows." I silently looked at him and our eyes instantly met. I looked back to the chalkboard and focused my attention to writing the names of my classmates. Four columns and five rows... I did what he instructed me to do, but in the middle of writing, I quietly stopped and looked at the class. The truth was I only knew a handful of names of my classmates. I did not know the whole class, just half of them. And those I knew were once became my group mates or pair during an activity. So how am I going to write all of their names?

Paul said. “Dude you are thinking him good but at times you will know that he is not good” Zach said. “Whatever I don’t want to know him I am not interested.” Paul said. After Class Class to Class 15 minutes break is their rule. Zach brings Paul out during the break. “Damn chemistry is so tough and also I don’t have enough notes what should I do, can I borrow your notes?” Hope said her new friend. “sorry dude I don’t have 10% also” She said.

The professor glared at them, his arms closed and head shaking slowly. As soon as the professor addressed the entire class, Cynthia glanced at Dylan and saw him chewing his pen. The course was uneventful after their little scene. As soon as class was over, she texted Selena, asking her if her class was over too. She received a reply saying, 'An hour longer than yours." "Yo, Dylan!" called one of their classmates. "Care to introduce me to your new friend?" Cynthia turned to him, smiling. That classmate of theirs, tall and cute, flashed a debonair smile at her. Dylan turned to him with a knowing smile on his lips.