École Novels & Stories

He is tightening his jaws as he read it aloud. “Sam Style Bautista. . . I don’t hear your name here, and I guess you are at the same faculty as me. Faculty of Civil Engineering—it is hard right?” he asked him, looking directly to his soft eyes. Sam looks in the other direction—he is blushing because of the shyness that he is feeling right now. “E-Excuse me, S-Sir,” he is stuttering to go out and leave Mike inside speechless. Nevertheless, he looks at the folder that he is holding. Mike’s heart flutters when he sees the logo of the CAM application embedded.

"Enjoy the rest of your stay here and no misbehaving" Mr. Green said finally dismissing the class for the last time ever. "At last" Chloe said while walking with my to our last lunch at school. "Freedom!" She screamed earning weirded out looks from some students but I've got to agree with her on that. No more waking up early. No more snotty teachers and students alike. "What are you going in to the graduation party?" "There's a party?" I asked clearly confused because the school only arranged for a formal celebration where we were to dress in dresses and suits (horrible, I know).

Champagne turned to the receptionist and said a thank you, she walked towards the private elevator the receptionist had pointed to. Champagne felt a bit nervous, did the owner of this company know her. Had she ever met him, if yes then where?. Maybe it was at the restaurant she works at, he may have liked the way she attended to him. The elevator arrived, its doors opened to a large extravagant office. Champagne slowly stepped out, she felt so out of place. The whole room was painted black and gold colors, there was a glass window that overlooked the city. A large shelf next to the wall near the window, a couch and then office desk and, the black carpet. This room was so larger than Champagn

' Her mother was working as a saleswoman, she hardly had time for unnecessary calls. "Mrs Bankolé." Oh, okay maybe she was one percent less sure now. Mrs Bankolé was one of the amebo (ah-meh-bo) teachers who practically hunted for gist, apart from her being the pregnant biology teacher, she was also a serious gossiper. The type that could leave the class she was teaching to go and watch as a student and teacher fought in the other classroom.

Notes: Nii-san/-nii : Elder brother Nee-san/-nee : Elder sister -jii : Uncle

“Pharmacy bottles? Did they have anything on them?” “The ones in the wardrobe I couldn’t really see – they had some kind of green writing on them. One definitely said ‘CATOR’ but the other said something like ‘MACULUS’ or something. I went to pick up the bigger pieces of the ones on the floor – there was a huge piece that said ‘OP LADO’ on it and another, smaller bit that said ‘ONI’. What do you think they could mean?” “I’ve no idea. ON-EE? What the hell is that?”

but as the girl who loved the ocean. ​"The sun doesn't pay the bills in Manila," I said, trying to keep my voice professional. ​"True. But it makes for a much better story," Mateo countered. He reached into his pocket and handed me a small, embossed business card. "If Luke gives you too much trouble, or if you ever find the 'secondary camera' too small for your talent, call me. The board needs people who see things differently. Not just people who follow orders." ​Just as I took the card, the heavy double doors at the end of the hall swung open. Luke was walking back toward us, his face darkening when he saw Mateo standing so close to me.

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

The email read; “Dear student, Evans Hart, due to your excellence in your studies, we the school council wouldn’t want your talent to go to waste because of your personal life, so we have decided to give you a rare opportunity to get your certificate. The opportunity will have you leave the country and go to Canada to intern under a doctor in a famous hospital. There, you’ll gain experience and also the opportunity to get your degree. Please, inform us if you’re interested so we can discuss and also arrange things with immediate effect. Sent by Professor Charles."

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