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"That's all fine and dandy, Emberly, but you need to eat. You've hardly touched your food," "Oh right," she chuckled and dug into her food. "So everything is pretty much set up. Do you remember Brock? He graduated three years ago. He and some of his college buddies are in a fraternity at Tech, and they will provide us with some kegs and munchies. I paid them handsomely as a thank you and paid for the booze and such. Who all have you invited?" I asked as I watched her eat.

That face of hers would pucker up like a petrified ass crack. "Well, is it true or not?" "Is what true, T?" "Is your boy making time with little Kerry or not?" Clancy looked around as if searching for wandering ears. "Well, don't say I told you, but he went yesterday and made an offer on that big ole place on Bakersridge." Their mouths fell open, and the questions started. Clancy held up his hands. "That's all I'm telling cause that's all I know. What I can tell you is that he was all fired up to get back to the city until he met her."

Chapter 4: Awkwardness Thy Name Is Porter Outside The Main Building, Timber Creek School Of Fine Arts, Wakefield, U.S.A... First impressions had been the damnedest thing as Porter Fulton found himself moving about the vast campus of his new school still as clueless as he'd been during his first arrival. He had been walking quite a bit before running into an apparent student aid making her rounds along the campus happily assisting lost students and new students alike. She'd been quite the artistic type given that she seemed to favor her dark tie-dye shirt and blue streaks that lined her dark locks. She had green eyes when seen up close and looked to be about Porter's age despite her vast expe

I can easily pull it off! Right now I just hope nobody will come and sit near me. The bus has more than 50 seats and only one student each from 36 schools across our state is participating in this camp. So, I guess I don't need to worry so much right now. There are many empty seats in the front. Nobody is going to come to me.

Wicks International College, is the most prestigious university in the country. Attended by children of wealthy backgrounds. The population and popularity the grounds of that college hold is second to no other. Winston took no time to fall on his knees, “Miss Diana please, this’ll ruin me. Wicks is the only place that still gives me a good review with the press— Shadows the rumors about me. If these rumors continue, it'd be my and the company's downfall. Please...”

" Brooklyn College, known for its vibrant arts scene, boasts a picturesque campus that fosters creativity and academic excellence. Nestled in the heart of Brooklyn, New York, the campus spans 35 acres and offers a blend of modern facilities and historic architecture. The campus is adorned with tree-lined pathways that connect various academic buildings, creating a serene and inviting atmosphere for students. The iconic Whitman Hall stands as a testament to the college's commitment to the arts, hosting a range of performances including music concerts, theatrical productions, and dance recitals. The Performing Arts Center, equipped with state-of-the-art facilities, provides a hub for students

Brooke nodded, "and after that let's go get a tattoo." I frowned at her, "before graduation, let's get them after so they won't bother us." Brooke shook her head, "no we are getting infinity tattoos right here, they will be tiny." I looked to where she was pointing at wondering if that fleshy skin between the thumb and pointer finger would hurt. "I guess if you say so. I mean it shouldn't be that bad."