Lazy Student Novels & Stories

To prevent future disappointment, I simply closed it. The hours crawled by slowly. Lee, just like me, was a diligent student, but unlike me, he was a natural talent. I had always been much more hardworking than a true genius. By the time the assignments finally ended, I was already anxious to drink and go to sleep; I'd probably become an alcoholic before 30. Lee was far from leaving, at least from my house, since he used these meetings often to escape his jerk of a father.

Perfect employs the flawed logic of a math teacher who accepts homework that could have been copied off of each other, just as long as it shows the right equation. One clever guy cut and pasted an image of Salvador Dali’s melting clocks to represent the habit of unpunctuality (“Wait lang”) he had developed after he got addicted to computer games. Yssy pasted images of wine bottles, pills, a car crash and prison with an accompanying backstory that’s actually stolen from Lindsay Lohan’s life. Another guy (Nathan) was more truthful and posted a picture of an arguing man and woman.

“She’s right. You guys need this. Your grades haven’t been great lately, and we don’t want them slipping any further. Especially not with everything else going on.” Liam leaned back against his headboard and sighed heavily. “Maya, please. I feel like my brain is leaking out of my ears.” Lucas, who had been pretending to read a passage from the criminal justice textbook, flopped dramatically onto his bed. “Ugh, same here. My eyes are burning, and I swear I’ve read this same paragraph ten times and it still doesn’t make sense.” Graham remained silent for a moment, quietly writing in the margin of his notebook. He always tried to be the composed one. The dependable one. But that didn’t mean he

I said as I got down from the bed, Instead of her to get ready for class she is busy doing yoga, and when did she even started doing yoga, this girl is one of the most lazy people I know. " I am not up early Scarlett check the time"Lisa whispered not even sparing me a glance, I glared at her before I turned my eyes landing on my alarm clock.....I froze not only my body my internal organs also froze I think even my heart froze... Cause I am already dead. I missed a class, not one but two classes I collapsed on the floor as I continued looking at the clock, no no this can't happen, this is going to affect my Top student reputation.

Aditya shakes his head and says "I'll call someone and we will go to a hotel and when your friend calls you, tell her to come to the hotel." Saying this he was about to go but dashes with someone and hears a cute childish voice "Who the hell is this shameless, Ill-mannered and ungenerous person?" Aditya looked down and found a cute 4 years old girl was rubbing her nose. Aditya smiles then sits on his knees and asks "Ill-mannered, shameless is fine but why ungenerous?" Mehak who heard an adult voice looks up and saw a man in front of her "Because you dashed with me then didn't even said sorry and my Mumma said those people who don't say sorry for their mistakes are stingy and ungenerous"

All the students were busy due to the number of activities, as close to the end of their first semester, so before they take the exam, they must first comply with their activities and assignments. "Haaaah! I don't want to study!" Joshua shouted angrily while they were in the Cafeteria. They all laughed at Joshua because he had been having problems with his Research before. "Do you still haven't done much?" Hera asked Joshua. The latter just nodded. "That's it, Mobile Legend got you!" Tiffany scolded Joshua. It's because he's too lazy to study. And already addicted to the online game Mobile legends. "Eh, I don't understand all the lessons e!" Joshua's lips pouted.

A poor lame scholarship student? Why couldn't I ever win.

Slim I leaned against my car in the parking lot, waiting for the familiar sound of the bell to signal the end of the school day. Feeling restless, I absentmindedly touched the cut on my cheek, then reached for the cigarette I had tucked behind my ear. I lit it up and took a deep drag, letting the smoke fill my lungs before exhaling slowly. As the bell rang, I dropped the cigarette on the ground and extinguished it with my shoe. The doors swung open, and students spilled out, eager to escape the building. People approached me, much to my displeasure. Being popular seemed to make sense to others, but it held no appeal for me. I disliked social interactions of any kind, but I tolerated them.

Winds blew my black not so long hair after I stepped outside for the first time after almost two hours inside the train. We gathered in circles, divided by the Edge we came from then a guy wearing a suit appeared in front of us. He’s old and has beard all over his face. “Welcome to the Center, Liars!” he shouted. Liars, that’s what we’re called, the participants of this stupid game.

Hayeon's a few months younger than you but there are times when she acts like she's lived on earth for a thousand years. You're slacking behind like an abandoned greasy slime from a snail. It hasn't even been ten minutes since the tour's started and your legs are already killing you. But what can you say? Being a straight A student surely had to come with a couple of pros and cons. You get good grades thanks to that working mind of yours and that's just it. You let your mind do all the work. Not your body. "Just how lazy can you get?" She sighs, halting in her steps to wait up for you. "It's only been like, What? Three minutes."