My Stud Novels & Stories

STACY After classes today, I decided to stay back and go through some of my notes. I had this thing where I took random pictures and jotted things down during lectures. It was supposed to help me when time for studying came but the problem was, I wasn’t arranging these things. They were becoming too much, jumbled up, just random notes and information that didn’t go anywhere.

Someone is changing😉😉😉 Spending more time in the study😉😉😉....what do say...what will happen next??? Vote Comment Share

Episode 23 🍌🍌🔞😋😋🍌🍌 My sexcapedes in the north **Flash back** It was my second semester in the University. I was determined to graduate with good grades, so I always attended classes and was diligent with my studies. I didn’t have time for girls. I was also kinda anonymous. It was 100L so all students of the Faculty of Science usually had their lectures together ‘cos we all offered same courses.

This time I will make very good use of my standing time, example is studying. Tiiingg… I left out a harsh sigh as a text message landed on my smartphone. My heart jumped with joy when I saw who the sender of the message was. John. It’s a miracle because a John dared to contact me first. Sweet John: What r u doing, La? My fingers immediately typed it word for word. Me: I'm studying, John What r u doing? Tiiinggg… Sweet John: Am I disturbing u? Me: Oh, No, John.

I stare out my window, watching streetlights flicker past. “You’re out late,” he says after a minute, breaking the quiet. I turn to look at him. “Yeah. Library closed at one. Exams are killing me.” He nods. “College?” “Junior,” I say. “You?” “Work ran long.” He glances at my backpack. “What are you studying?” “Psychology. Supposed to be interesting, but right now it’s mostly stats.” I laugh a little. “Not my favorite.” He smiles again, bigger this time. “Stats was never mine either. I’m Alex, by the way.”

Zoey stared at him, and his gaze met hers, the eye contact lasting for barely two seconds before his gaze went back to the laptop screen. “The first Master’s student going to France is Anna Braithe.” Simon said before looking at Zoey. Her heart started to beat really fast as the whole class went quiet. This was Zoey’s moment, and she knew that this was a long time coming. In response to his stare, she smiled at him before his eyes went back to the laptop. He opened his mouth to speak, but it seemed as though the words were stuck in his throat. Everyone was eager to hear what the Professor was going to say.

I shoved her lightly toward class. By the end of the day, I had two pages of notes, a reminder from my father about university applications, three messages from Clair, and a headache building behind my eyes. I put my glasses back on while I waited outside the school gates, scanning one of my finance prep sheets while students streamed around me in loud clusters. A shadow fell across the page. “You actually study for fun?” I looked up. Tyler Cross stood there with a basketball tucked under one arm.

I ignored him until finally his figure came pouting and sat beside me. "Why don't you come, when I called! I really need your help!" "You don't see, I'm studying right now? Your course exam...today! You are very kind ... don't want to leak out the material that comes out at all! I have to really get good grades...for this... if I want my GPAto be alright!" My scowl. There are too much to memorize in the material ... It really stressed me out. Just watch out if he turnsed out to be issuing a super difficult question. I'll talk to him when I get home from home.

Somehow all the lovy dovy things they did looked fake. "I think we should leave them alone." Jordan whispered. I nodded. "I also think that. " I said chuckling and walking away with Jordan. "So are you a student?" He asked while moving leading me towards a small garden. I followed. "Yes! I'm a medical student. Senior year." I said and Jordan nodded. "I think medical studies are tough. Isn't it? " He said while stopping and turning towards me. "No! Not that tough but when one gets used to these studies they feel easy." I said. He nodded.

Then we’ll see. I made a face but bit into the sandwich anyway. ‘I’ll be heading home soon, by the way,’ I said between chews. He glanced at me. ‘You’re not staying?’ ‘I need to study. You know, actual college things.’ ‘Right,’ he said, drawing out the word. ‘How’s that going? With everything happening?’ I hesitated. ‘Hard. But I manage.’ ‘You sure? Because this whole mess… it’s not just a mess anymore. It’s bigger. And dangerous.’