Lazy Student Novels & Stories

She always makes sure to do all her studies in the school library before exiting the college building. Sometimes her friends get jealous of her for her smartness. Skylar as her friends call her Sky is the grade one student in her class with a scholarship on her head. Juliet logged beside her on the bed curiously and stretched her neck to see what was making her friend this busy. She seemed so focused on what she was doing." what is that for?" she knew Skylar needed money but if she had to help her decide, what she was about to do was a Pathetic mistake.

He answered without turning his head, his gaze staring straight at the streets which was crowded and muddy due to the rain which was now pouring down. "That's...the problem. Balthier wants to explain anything to me. He just said it… how do I process it… he handed me everything. I'm an adult… and not too stupid to take all the problems of life." I replied annoyed. Even though I was still a new student… I felt that my grades weren't too bad to be categorized as stupid. "It's not that I think you're stupid, Laila. I just don't want to burden you!"

Oh, my goodness, snap out of it, I shake my head free of the naughty thoughts I was having just in time to hear the new student talk. "Hi, I'm Loclyn but I prefer to be called Loc or, or Locy. I am 18 soon like umm like the rest of you" he stutters nervously. "Um... I just moved here from the Wind Howler Pack." This time he said his words proudly and no stutter. "I am usually shy, and this is embarrassing." He added as he was blushing. "Thank you, Locy," My Crayton said. "Don't forget everyone, papers on ancient history are due in four weeks. I look forward to reading some of my students' assignments and some of my students I don't look forward to reading at all. You know who you are, illite

Chapter 1: I Dropped to My Knees Like the Secret Slut I Really Am Everyone thinks I’m such a good girl. Sweet little Lila Harper. Straight A student. Always polite. Always proper. The kind of girl parents wish their daughters could be. But they don’t know the truth.

She's not the most patient person on mornings and my dad isn't any better. Oops I forgot to tell you who I am! I'm usually not this forgetful actually, it's just that I'm really not a morning person. My name is Leila Adams, I'm sixteen and a fifth year student at Brixden academy. I'm Percusian, or more accurately, half-Percusian and half-Nigerian.

She flipped her hair and smiled slyly at me before she turned and walked away from me, swaying her hips. I watched her retreating figure, and when she was out of sight, a scoff escaped my lips. "If only she knew I wasn't interested in being a Luna," I murmured under my breath, not pleased by what just happened, but I didn't let it show. "Ryan, have you finished?" I asked as I approached the table, and he nodded. "That's correct. Now you'll have a very good grade," I said after going through his work. He had an excellent, but it wasn't bold enough. I guess the teacher would make it very bold tomorrow.

(Willow's POV) We just moved in from New Jersey to Virginia and I'm not quite liking my new house. I begged my mum to let me stay with my friends but she insisted I come with her until I'm able to find myself a job and a house. Still in bed and in my pajamas, I looked around my room trying to think of how I'm gonna unpack all these boxes. Oh hey! I'm Willow. I'm a lazy person when it comes to anything physical or academic.

she sheepishly stated. “I might have some idea to help you speed things up,” Judas said indifferently. “Well… that is if you want me to pull some strings or ask around of what possible ways you can do whatever you want to achieve.” “If you are offering help to fabricate anything, I am afraid I might turn your offer down. I also want to experience what it is to be a student. I want to experience how to rush from home to school and back from school to home like other students do. I don’t care if I can study only a few hours since I still have to work in between schedules. I have always dreamed of being a student, but I don’t think it is as easy as I had in mind,” Mavie sighed.

“And I hope your brain cells work to realize that what I’ve written was the new password of your computer. I’m sorry for changing it.” I cleared my dry throat as I began to feel the tears already filling up. I looked at the clock, and ten minutes from now Faye would be back at my hospital room. My hands started to fidget. “His name is Lucas. He is from somewhere that is beyond from our imagination. He lacks feelings, he doesn’t have empathy. He always wear that smug look on his face, and talks like he owns the world and all the people. He had hurt me over and over again, many many times.

Adam added. “So please don't worry about Lila. She doesn't have much friends and am like her only good and honest friend. I even sometimes see the old you in her right now.” And his words caught Anastasia. “How do you mean?” She asked. “I mean that Lila doesn't have any friends. Back then when you arrived at the boarding school, you also had no friends, you were awfully quiet and didn't know how to make friends.” Adam chuckled a little and Anastasia slapped his shoulders and pouted. “It wasn't my fault you know.” Anastasia defended still pouting and her cute pout made Adam smiled as he cupped her face. “Exactly. Lila doesn't know how to make friends even in her college. Everyone sees her as