My Stud Novels & Stories

I roll my eyes at him and look back at my screen. “What are you studying?” He asks, looking down at my computer before he gags at the images of cadavers. “What the fuck is that?” He yells and I smack his chest to quiet him. “Anatomy.” I say, averting my gaze back to the screen. “Why are you studying this creepy ass shit?” Micah asks, looking everywhere but at the screen. I can’t help but smile at his squeamishness. I’ve seen him disembowel rogues and this grosses him out?

“I’m guessing you're a college student. Don’t tell me you’re offended by being called young.” I clear my throat, wiping my mouth with a napkin. “You're right. 22, and a college student.” “Ah,” he says, like he’s filing the information away in some secret drawer. “That's interesting, but you don't seem to study in any university in the city.” I narrow my eyes. How would he know that? “What? Are you a stalker or something?” The words slip out before I can swallow them back.

* She texted and dropped her phone,almost a minute later,her phone buzzed and she checked instantly. Christian: *NO,STUDYING* Angel: *YOU'RE A STUDY FREAK* Christian: *SOMETIMES I STUDY WHEN I'M BORED* Angel: *😂....HOW CAN YOU STUDY WHEN YOU'RE BORED? STUDYING IS BORING ON IT'S OWN* Christian: *NOT TO ME* Angel: *THANKS FOR TODAY THO* Christian: *I DON'T MIND DOING ANYTHING,AS LONG AS YOU'RE FINE*

Fatima sighs, on her fourth cup of coffee. It makes me wince. Coffee has never really been my thing, and it messed with my diet too much. “You’re on your way to top three best students, that’s enough motivation.” I say, patting her on the back. She sniffed. “Nobody is obsessed with that you fucking weirdo.” I grin at her, and that was it. I used up my assigned two minutes per hour to talk, it was back to the books. There’s no one on earth who knew me prior to Elijah Stone that would believe I actually studied for a test anyway.

Just his thoughts are enough to make me blush . Brushing those thoughts away . I stared at the various boxes filled with my clothes and stuff . Today is the day I move into college. My grades were good enough to get me into the best university in the continent to study my dream course which is computer science . The Marina Institute of Technology is renowned as the best school to study computer-related courses. At Marina Institute of Technology students are immersed in a cutting-edge learning environment that fosters innovation, creativity, and technical expertise. The school stands out for its exceptional

I heard my name and turned, It was Matt, a Spanish, brown-haired nerd trying to catch up with me. He was panting when he reached my side. " Hello, Aubrey." He said amidst pants. " Hi, Matt," I replied, as I slipped my phone into my pocket, and waited for him to catch his breath. A blush appeared on his neck, and I sighed. What do we have here? "Sorry to bother you, but I was hoping that you would love to join our study group." He said. " What study group?" He scratched his head, " Umm... I have a study group." He chuckled nervously, " It's a small group tho; just 3 students. We meet at strategic places. Most times we study in my house." He explained.

The teacher says sternly. “But she start that first! She was taking about bitchy and trshy things in front of me! Obviously I couldn’t hold back!” I fight back. “That doesn’t me mean that you have to charge towards your classmate! And you know exams are coming soon. You should start studying so that you can at least pass this exam. Remember that. Now leave.” The teacher says again sternly I nods and leave the room. Damn that teacher telling me to study. When I go out of the room I saw Aiden is siting for me.

“Who said? It’s my hobby.” I shook my head at his response, but he had a point. “What else?” I challenged. “I study.” I rolled my eyes again. “That doesn’t count.” “Why not? It’s one of my hobbies.” “Do you even enjoy studying? It should be a hobby that you enjoy doing with your friends.” “What? Of course, I enjoy studying. I wouldn’t bother studying if I didn’t enjoy it. Why do you think I attend school? I want to learn something new every day that I wouldn’t know otherwise.”

—I smiled— are you studying? -Yes, I go to university. Not to Stanford but to another one near here. Stan told me you study psychology. "That's right, what do you study?" I like the pharmacy. -Interesting. "Now come on, we have a lot to do." I listened to Martha and we both left my room, she went to the kitchen and I stayed looking for the cleaning things. First I dedicated myself to cleaning the rooms upstairs, most of them were empty and there were about six empty rooms. Helena and Romario had gone out to buy some things, or so I heard Stan say. So I dedicated myself to cleaning his room. It was big, it had many luxurious things, portraits, dirty clothes thrown on the floor. I took the tra

I shut my eyes with a sigh and lean against the mirror, leaving him to lick me clean. "You sure you don't want to come with me?" Sinclair asks with his arms on my ass as we stand on my porch and I shake my head with a small laugh, saying, "I'm sure. I have to study. It's been a long time since I did that, and I miss it. "