Group Project Meme Novels & Stories

Gabi announced as she strolled in. "Dinner already? I didn't realise I had been reading for so long." I said as I shut my laptop and stood up. She eyed my bedside table, and I paused, expecting the inevitable question about the lamp. "Can you share some of your focus with me? I have a group project, and I can't f*ck up because all my members are scholars. People usually complain about how terrible it is to be paired with a bunch of idiots, but nobody talks about being the only idiot in the group. If we fail, it's going to be my fault, and everyone will know." She lamented instead as we walked to the dining room.

Wood Powder: 🌚🌚🔫🔫🔫. Sensor Saw: My goodness, DJ. Loose Powder: 🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄. You guys makes me lazy 😐😐😐. Sensor saws: sorry, baby 😗😗😗😗. Among the 6 humans, they were busy forming a group with their respective names, and only they knew each other's pseudonyms. Yes, the group was formed without Cheryl in it. The group's goal is to make Cheryl 'happy'.

I eat slowly, and while I bite into a still-warm toast, he sits across from me, his gaze elsewhere, distant but calm. — I called Yann this morning. He’s waiting for us at noon at the workshop. He wants to show us everything. The accounts, the projects left aside. And… what he never told us, but what we need to know. I nod. It begins. This is not a resumption. It is a recreation. Not an imitation. An intuition. Then we clean the house. This is not a chore. It is a foundational gesture. I empty the cupboards, sort the spices, align the glasses, reposition the memories.

"The lecturer's waiting already." "Oh, crap." Maya slapped a hand against her forehead. "I completely forgot." She looked at me. "Our group project. The lecturer said everyone has to be there." I nodded simply. “Okay.” She sighed dramatically before pointing a finger at me. "I'll be done in like... thirty minutes." She glanced toward the group waiting for her. "Just wait around somewhere. We'll leave together." I nodded again. "Okay." "You promise?" She asked. A tiny knot formed in my stomach. "I promise."

Ok sir it's fine. Sir said to the whole class, "You have to do a group project, each group will have three members and you are allowed to discuss with your partners and go to each other's room. But only two in one room and so I will give you a week to complete your project and if one is discussing with another someone of the two will go to the third person's room. And I will choose the group members. Is it ok?" The whole class was okay with it but I wasn't. Sir after giving all a group.

A WEEK LATER "Finally the group project is over, why don't we all go out to celebrate"Jessica a part in Celine group for the college project asked as they all walked out of the class "That will be a good idea"Mark replied Celine stared up to see him watching her, she turned to Jessica. "I don't think I can make it "Celine said as they all grumbled, wanting her to be there. "Am sorry but apart from schooling, I also have to work, sorry but I will have to decline"She said and turned to leave.

"Do you still remember that our school used to have an anime club?" "Yes, I do." Enzo had a lot of bad memories come rushing back as this was brought up. He believed it was a group for people who liked anime. He was so excited that he paid the membership f*e. But once he got in, he learned that it was really for making anime. He was only a freshman at the time. The club gave him manufacturing tasks in addition to his schoolwork. He'd had enough after a week. He didn't even bother to seek for a return on his membership f*e. He left the group chat and deleted all the club members from his contacts instead.

We are in different group. Emily pouted, she dramatically sighed and wiped her eyes. " I wish we were in the same group." " Me too", I replied. I checked the group my name fall under. Helping lost animals find home is no big deal but on seeing the people in my group, I almost collapse in shock. Kaden Cartwright, Johnson Mason and I. Three in each group, I gape, staring at the bill board. " Find your partners and start working on your project", Mr Benson, the sport teacher hollered as he passed.

Lahat kami ay wala masyadong pupuntahang gala at hindi palasalita kaya mas nakapokus sa ginagawang trabaho imbis na pag-uusap tungkol sa ibang tao. Well, that's how it has always been in group activities. Halos lahat na grupong kinaroroonan ko noon ay may ganoong pangyayari. Kapag magkikita-kita sa weekends tuwing walang pasok at hindi abala ang lahat ay mag-uusap usap lang ang mga kasama ko tungkol sa kung sinu-sinong hindi ko naman kilala ni sa pangalan. I thought we were going to do our group project. Ibang project naman pala ang pinagkakaabalahan nila.