Educated Novels & Stories

I asked, excited to report to him. " I'm officially a fifth-year electronic engineering student. Still can't believe it myself. Granny says that I'm becoming a grown beautiful woman " I giggled. " I think some might agree that I'm more beautiful than you right now, and that is why she still insists I need a boyfriend. " I tossed a large portion of chips in my mouth. From the other side of the cemetery, a vertical wrinkle formed between Cesar's eyebrows, as he narrowed his eyes looking my way.

Quill muttered after a minute. Hawk snorted, feigning indifference, but the irritation flared hard. He shoved back from the desk and crossed the room, picking up a set of dumbbells. They were lighter than usual, mostly because he'd already worn himself out over multiple workouts. Quill glanced over, his eyes gleaming with that damn look as Hawk settled beside him. "You keep this up, and you won't fit through the doorway," Quill remarked with that stupid shit-eating grin he got when he was teasing him. "You know, all these workouts are starting to show, and not in a good way."

he writes down for me to read. I sit back out of reach of Carter. I am struggling to read the notes he is preparing, and it is taking me time to process the notes and their meaning. I am getting frustrated and angry. I move beside the bed and look at Carter. “I know you think what you are saying is correct, but this is not the time to have this conversation. I cannot keep up with the words, Carter; and right now, I am not prepared to make any decisions until you are one hundred percent better,” I say to him bluntly.

I sing to the device in my hand. “Fuck. You’re drunk,” someone on the other side of the line points out. I suddenly feel offensive. “How did you know? Who told you? Tell me! Who told you I’m drunk? Whyyyy? Whyyy are they telling you thaaat?” Feeling so confuse, I tell myself, “I don’t understand why people think it’s okay to talk about you behind your back. Our moral is so screwed up today it makes me blue.” “Fuck. Fuck,” he mutters repeatedly. Seconds later, it followed by a sigh. “Linc, man, it’s Adrian. You okay?”