Novel & Cerita My Oxford Year

, I say jokingly, and he gives me a stern look that breaks as soon as I offer him one of my biggest smiles. “What happened?” Dad asks, “Why were you screaming the house down?” he keeps asks as they both take a couple of steps into my room. “I got into Oxford University”, I say, and mum starts to cry immediately as dad walks to me with open arms, and I hug him tightly. “Oh baby, I am so proud of you”, dad says, kissing the top of my head. He is a lot taller than me; I am just a little bit taller than mum, a couple of inches, but that still makes dad tower over me.

Lex ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. "Fuck." He muttered. Lex made his way to the classroom assigned for today's class. He seated himself down and his mind blurred. "Hey, I guess I am early." Lex turned to see Oliver entering his empty classroom. Lex sighed and remembered that he had asked Oliver, as a second-year student, to attend his class today. He usually started off this particular topic by choosing the most dedicated year two students to give the year ones a rundown of how he expected his presentations to be done.

My parents sent me to the University of Oxford, to study law. He toppled my forehead. “I have my reason for distancing myself from you. so, you won’t be distracted by my presence. Before you become the woman to bear my surname, you need to be a woman of your own dreams first. You must study well, who knows your parents might invite me over for dinner once you receive your degree. You should go back now, your parents and friends must have been waiting for you. See you after four years, maybe?”

And my very cute ex-boyfriend moved and ditched me in, let's say, the worst time of my life, I decided the village sucks. Being the center of attraction all of a sudden didn't exactly help. But I had decided to focus on my future goals. Being on A-levels throughout most of my classes definitely was a great help. Oxford was one of my main goals I fought for so hard. This would become my life changer. My dream college. My plans were set. Emily and I always had the plan to reunite at college. She was just as obsessed with Oxford as I was. The University of Oxford consists out of unbelievable fourty five colleges.

Oxford had been on my list for some time, after Cambridge, Durham, Edinburgh, and London, not to mention the brief Atlantic detour to Harvard and Yale. Each university promised something new, yet they all collapsed into the same shape in the end. Stone walls, clever mouths, sharp ambition dressed up as brilliance. Centuries passed. The pattern did not change.

I know the name because on these walls were names of all the Oxford stars from the foundation of the university till date. The names normally get imputed on convocation day and, as it is, there are already three spots vacant for the top three students to prepare for the day, which is still many months away. On the other side of the wall of fame were Angels of Oxford, appeared on. While I’ve literally read through the OS list twice, I couldn’t be arsed into reading A of O because why would I? “Why are you reading that?” I ask as I see that his attention stayed on the ‘A of O’.

Oliver James was a senior at my university. I remembered him from my first year, when I was scrambling for every penny to stay enrolled and he was gliding through his final year like he owned the world. The rumors about him being transferred from some prestigious university abroad to here followed him. His reasons were that he preferred home.

Author’s POV “Wow, I can’t fucking believe you are actually interested in going to the same school as me,” Mason said, unable to hide the raw shock in his voice. “When you have got a shit-ton of prestigious schools in England at your disposal, Oxford, Cambridge, Imperial, the whole damn list.” Amber watched the exchange silently, noting Cassie’s refined posture and sharp British accent that cut cleanly through the noise of the campus.

So while Mingmei attending school in England was a risk, it wasn't as high of a risk in comparison to studying in the US. I had always wanted to go to the University of Oxford. It was amongst the highest-ranked schools across the globe. So I couldn't wait to go. In order for my plan to succeed, I needed to know as much about the school beforehand. Making it appear as though I've taught there for years. I knew there was no way I could leave the country without my family knowing, so I decided to make it seem as though I was travelling to spend time with my family. It had been a long time since I had last seen my cousins, so it wasn't hard to convince my family.

“ Don't give me fake comfort. You left me here without even looking back, you became too busy to call, visit or attend my four birthdays. For your information I did my eighteenth birthday last week.” “ I know, did you not see the birthday gifts I sent to you ? I sent mom to you, bought you a house in London also I heard about your wonderful results so I processed your admission in Oxford University also prepared your account where all your tuition fees are deposited. Didn't mom tell you ?”