Prep Novels & Stories

It should be a crime to be up at this hour. Like, really. At five on the dot, Cree woke me up through the link, a gentle but firm nudge in my mind. I'm then forced to rebel by taking an entire half hour of prep time before I head downstairs, a small act of defiance. That backfires when I miss my chance at breakfast, and he's waiting for me at the foot of the stairs with two water bottles. One with some sort of viscous green gunk, and the other with clear water. I'm told to finish up the gunk before we even get to the training fields, a truly unappetizing start to the day.

" We have, strong electrolytes and weak electrolytes, " Mr Garret voice faded away. Ace's thoughts invaded his mind in the middle of the class, he looked out of the windows, he's always looking out of the window. Mr Garret got tired of scolding him to pay attention to the lessons, he would always ask him suddenly but Ace already knows what they are talking about, he's smarter than most of the students in his class. Ace always does that in winter, staring out the window and wait for spring, he hates winter and hates the end of the year.

I guess luck is on my side, huh? There are straight, zigzag, E, C, and other routes but nah, who cares about those when there is a pretty awesome route right where I'm staring at? Ten tenenenen!

He mumbled a thanks then dropped it ok the table to arrange his backpack. "I guess you're done for the day," Seb talked again, making Alex wonder if he couldn't just stand silence. "What were you doing? Studying? Assignments?" "No." "Then what?" "Preparing for my project's presentation," Alex replied when he was done packing his things. "It's tomorrow." "Oh," Seb took a sip of the coffee. "And how'd it go? You all ready now?" "Honestly, no." "Why?" Seb dropped the coffee cup. "What went wrong?"

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She might not find her next BFF at a bar, but damn it, at least she could get out and meet other people, pretend she had a life. Decided, she prepared herself, slapping on a light coating of makeup, brushing her curly dark hair until it crackled, and dabbing a light perfume behind her ears. All the time she prepared, a chant ran through her head, a pep talk that would have worked better with pom-poms: You can do this. People go out and make friends every day. You can do this. She hoped.

” there are with texture, super thin, retardants, flavors, colors. “Anyway, there are a lot.” Paul completed amused to see my dismay.” but I think Kristos is right, we have to try the product and tomorrow we’ll provide information on the performance of the I love you to the advertisers.” and with that he took a package of six units from the table.” look how lucky I am, this is a mixed box.” he said winking at me before leaving the room. “You should also have a few, Mark, at least to know the difference between one and the other, see you tomorrow.” Kevin took a few too and left.

It was a brown big box with paper with a little writing on it. From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas ' I hope I'm happy in the end,' I muttered sarcastically and slit the seal. I opened the box and saw a white envelope with the same notes: From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas I took it and checked the back if there were any notes but found none so I just tore open the envelope and took out the letter. It was short and it looked precise. Dear Applicant Todd Thomas, We appreciate your effort and time to apply for Happy Scholarships but we regret to inform you that you were not selected among the chosen. We ask for your patience and understanding. You can apply next year and can be possi

She saw that the werewolf wasn't doing exactly what she instructed. "What kind of training is this? I don't even feel any changes. What a waste of time, " The trainee questioned her with furrowed eyebrows. He didn't bother to hide his dislike. Aesthelia's lips twitched at that question, and she thought, 'It is easy to be honest. They get tired by just doing a 2 minute plank, but they do not get tired of complaining.' "It was a training exercise, so there was no bloodbath involved. This is what real training is, "Aesthelia responded.

"I'm not even hungry." "You've got an hour to get ready," Adam said, leaving my side. I sat up and watched him as he walked around the bed, pulling his shirt over his head and setting a water bottle on the side table. He was sweaty and looked like he'd been for a run. It was the beginning of his one hundred days, and if he kept his shirt off, it wouldn't take one hundred days for me to take a liking to him. "What time is it?" I asked.