Student 소설 & 이야기

“I’m so sorry but thank you for your concern everyone … I will be informing that Bussage is still open for the enrolment of freshmen students. If you have any inquiries please click the link in the description below, so you can be guided.” Sam smiled sweetly and all of his viewers are turning crazy for that smile. He is so handsome and hot. [OH MY GOSH! SO HANDSOME!] [I will enrol just to see you!] [I hope he is single.] Sam reads it and read from the computer screen, “I hope he is single,” he immediately blushed and chuckled. “I will leave you all … I have something to do in school. Be healthy everyone and please don’t catch the virus.” He ended his stream an

We all spend the rest of the afternoon hanging around waiting for our grandparents to arrive, Mitch, Donny and Shannon were chatting while Acre, Sky and Brie were playing cards in the middle of the room, Lanna had found a piano and Mathew was teaching her to play it, I sat in an armchair with my mate curled up on my lap dozing, I was feeling edgy, we had been sitting around for hours but I didn't see what else we could do.

“And what would that be?” “I want your ledger.” Cutter laughed, struggling to stifle a cough. “What the fuck are you talking about?” “Your black book. The ledger you keep locked away. The one that contains your club’s contacts, business associates, bank codes. You know the one I’m talking about.”

Insert eye roll. Immediately I stepped into the hall, the chatter died out and the silence was deafening. Whispers started as I made my way to the vice principal's office. A lady who seemed to be in her late thirties was behind a computer. She gave me a warm smile when I made my presence known. "You must be the new student . . ." "Kamara Kidjo." I finished for her. After using her laptop for a little while, she handed me printed copies of my timetable and the school map. I thanked her and left the office.

I felt as if I had a huge weight taken over my body. I stood up, cleaned myself and toy and I decided to keep them in the drawer. I switched off my mirror lights and crawled to my bed in my cotton night clothes. As soon as my head hit the bed, I fell asleep. --------------------------------------- "Thank you so much for coming" I smile at my customer as they leave with the books. I sit down and look at the computer, I took a sip of my hot chocolate and started working on the credit sheet. I heard someone walk in and I looked up.

Janet walked in with Ada and Shalom not too far behind, she waving blindly at the people. Janet finally looked over at who had made an appearance, they all sat in a big circle; Obinna, Dotun, Ope, Jagun, Gbenga, Sapphire - who was a girl in SS3C, Janet wasn't surprised to see her, she was quite a magnet to new students - and lastly Mark - he was the light skinned brown boy with glasses, he also played football, quite cute too. But there was no Derek. Janet frowned at this.

At this point, she just needed to get into any of these classes to fulfill her requirements to graduate. After all, it was her last semester of college. Isa's focus was solely on getting her diploma and finding a job. She knew her parents probably want a say in what kind of job. Despite not living at home anymore, the student's parents still managed to keep a grasp on the student's life. Realizing she'd have to settle for a less interesting sounding class, Isa hovered over CONSCI 1920: Consumer Problems and Perspectives. It sounded dreadfully boring but at the end of the day, she found economics - her major - to be boring as wel

She laughed a little while I joined in too but at the back of my mind, I took some time to let the information sink in. "It's nothing like that. He didn't pay any attention to whatever I was playing. By the way, how is your training going for the inter-college competition?" "Don't ask me... I have to share my training classes with Abel Dagwood there." She averted her gaze towards the so-called popular group in the school, sitting on the other side of the cafeteria. "I mean, he is such an asshole! He always tries to distract me, while Mr. Dimitri doesn't even care what we do. He just sits there, staring at his laptop." She huffed an annoyed sigh and took a bite out of her peanut butter sandwi

He found his solace at the bottom of the bottle and the smoke in his lungs, while I found mine in painting and dancing. I had just gotten back from school that day; I was still in highschool, my sophomore year. That day was my birthday. I hadn't heard when he came back from the bar, I was still in shower. He was terribly drunk. Scenes of how he bursted into my room, calling my name hysterically replayed in my head over and over again. I shut my eyes tight, biting my lip so hard that I was sure to draw out blood soon. I took my head up. My eyes connected with that of my reflection's. All hell broke loose.

“That’s a really pretty name. How old are you?” “Seven.” I studied her, trying to determine whether she was really seven or not. I couldn’t tell what she was, so it was hard, but from the sounds of it, she was. “Are you happy school is out?” I asked before taking a bite of my bagel. “Yes, second grade is hard work.” She stated seriously. I smiled at her. “Yes, school, in general, can be that way.” “Are you still in school?” I shook my head. “No, I finished this year.”