Poem On Online Classes Novels & Stories

“For everything.” Noah crouches in front of her, his hands resting lightly on her knees. “Don’t thank me,” he says. “I want you to focus on what matters—your health, the company. You’ll get all the help you need, I promise.” He leans back slightly, studying her face. “But I think you should consider virtual classes. It’ll give you time to juggle things without running yourself into the ground.” Her eyes snap open at that, something shifting in her expression. Slowly, deliberately, she leans forward, brushing her lips close to his ear.

I was supposed to fill the form and submit it immediately but I had spent more than a week perambulating. I heaved a sigh as we drove into Crescent High. I got down and said bye-bye to the driver. When I got to the class, only three of my classmates were in class. I sat on my seat and brought out the form. It was neatly folded between my Mathematics textbook. I opened it and peered at the words again Music or Virtual Arts. I heaved a sigh. Maybe this is when I finally face my demons. What demons? We all have demons, don't we?

“I miss it too. But I don’t think it’s as far away as it feels right now.” “How are the online classes?” she asks. “Genuinely terrible,” I say with a huff. “I understand roughly forty percent of what is happening, and that forty percent is the part I already knew.” I close the sketchbook. “I don’t want to get used to them. I want to go back to actual school and see actual people and exist in a physical space with other humans.” “Remember what I always say, sweetheart,” she says while settling into the bed. “Every action has a reaction.”

"Clear?" "Ohh!" "I see. I see." Andrei and Levi-who was nodding like a wacky wobbler with his thumb and index fingers on his chin-both confirmed at the same time. "How did you know about all this...this..." Levi frustratingly searched for the right term. "This science mumbo jumbo in the first place?" "Oh, uh...online classes," Mikai reached for an imaginary itch at the back of his head with a grin. "Dude! Gee, you're one sneaky litt--scratch that, one sneaky huge bastard." Then realization struck him like a giraffe in a lightning storm. "Check! That explains why you've been sticking longer than necessary in the-"

The chat was filled with apologies. My dad stepped up to the live stream camera and said, "Although our family is wealthy, we've never broken the law and have never done any bullying. In the future, please don't believe everything you hear. The internet is not a lawless place. Please think rationally." After saying that, my dad ended the stream. The big screen replayed a voice recording of my classmates mocking me and praising Nina while we were on the bus. Right now, the mockery and praises sounded incredibly ironic.

And as I closed my eyes, I knew that I had found my happily ever after. As I woke up next to Marcus, I couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment. I had found someone who made me feel alive and complete, and I didn't want to lose a single moment with him. But then, I remembered that I had school, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment. I didn't want anything to come between me and Marcus, but I knew that I couldn't skip school. However, I made the decision to do my online classes instead of going to school physically. I knew that it would take my attention away from Marcus, and I didn't want to lose a single moment with him.

Before we got anything, Mellisa decided to take me round the mall as she believed that would ease off whatever that was bothering my mind, at least for a bit. “You told me that you have not attended physical lectures aside from the online classes, right for 3 weeks now. So, how have you been coping with the offline classes?” She asked me while we were going round the mall space. “Yeah, it hasn't been easy but we got to do what we got to do, to be fine. But I know that I am trying my best and giving it my all to pull through this stronger. Hopefully, I will resume school by next week, unfailingly. I know that I have missed out on some things going on in the physical class but the departmental

Other times, her laughs are forced. “No, this is not about tuition either.” She smiles. “This is about your request for your classes to be online.” “Oh.” I say. Sterling shouldn’t have. I feel like I’m in trouble. Am I going to get expelled? “Your request..” She takes a sheet of paper out of a green binder and hands it to me. “along with Wesley and the other names on the paper has been accepted or granted.” “All your classes are now online. It would reflect on your school account by tomorrow.” She says.

I wasn't ready to discuss them because having to sit down and talk about something made it a real, living, breathing thing that could hurt you, but it couldn't be delayed any longer. Roman and I had set up our own little war room in the living room to make sure we had enough space to map out and discuss everything we needed to tackle. First on the list was my schooling and living situations. We agreed that I would take my classes online for the rest of the semester. It wasn't worth going through the turmoil of attending physical classes if I couldn't enjoy them. At the end of the semester, I would re-evaluate how I felt about everything and go from there.

Why will he ever register me for online class without seeking for my thoughts first? It's true that's he's sponsoring everything but at least he should pay attention to how I feel before he concludes. Online class isn't bad but how am I supposed to make friends and feel the world if I just have to stay inside this big house all day long? Goodness me, he's just becoming annoying each passing day and I wish I can punch him on the face and tell him he's not my father nor my mother. And what did he say about seeing a doctor? I didn't tell him am sick though.