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Determined not to fall behind in college, your main character goes to the office hours of their eccentric professor. But they find something they did not expect…
Is this character intrigued? Afraid? Do they want to be a part of it, or is this the beginning of a conflict?
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“Bro how did i get an f on the test?” I ask Asher as we walk out of class “Well did you study?” He says already knowing the answer “no i did not study” i say in a small grumble he laughs the sound rich and sweet it makes my heart flutter. Asher is just my friend that’s all we are friends i mean if he asked me out or something I wouldn’t say no but he doesn’t like me like that so whatever He clear...
Elle stood with her fist inches from the door. All she had to do was knock. Or she could just turn around and walk away. Go back to her dorm and figure this out on her own. But she'd spent the semester trying to figure out this teacher - an older woman who changed the subject wildly from one class session to the next, and graded papers unpredictably. What else could Elle do but ask for help, as mu...
Karl knocked on Professor Jackson’s office door. This was the first time the first year student had gone to visit the professor for some guidance. Karl was just about to knock on the professor’s door again when it startled him by opening and out emerged a student, someone who appeared similar in age as Karl.
“Kathryn, please have a good think of what we discussed. It really is up to you to make ...
Reggie Olsen burst through the door to Professor Swan’s office with such determination that for a passing second he worried he had knocked the old wooden slab right off its hinges. It slammed hard on the back of the white office wall, where to no one’s surprise was already quite a few marks from the door’s brass knob. Before even taking in his surroundings Reggie stormed into the office with his f...
Monday. The beginning or the end of the week depending who you ask. A day so carefully created it deludes to the idea of new hope.
Patiently apprehensive you jig next to your belongings, waiting for the nurse to return. Without so much as a knock she materialises before you; a shower of blue glitter. Peering at her clipboard she smiles broadly revealing her lungs, “You are negative. No more Divo...
I walked through the heavy oak door, coming upon a sight I could have gone without.
There Professor Williams stood, her teeth in the neck of her teacher assistant. The assistant’s face was pale, eyes closed as Professor Williams took another heavy gulp from their vein.
She pulled her head up to look at me, retracting her teeth from the neck of the student. “Can I help you, Miss Davis?”
My mouth...
It began the eve of Valentine’s Day. Everyone was in a good mood, sharing smiles and compliments. Each person in Louisville had a skip to their step. Some would say “love was in the air”.
But Ashlynn Kate would disagree. That is... if she could speak.
Ashlynn Kate was a good girl. She was smart, reserved-listened to her superiors. She understood righteousness and did everything she could to be ...
I knew. In the back of my mind I knew that he was different, he was the youngest of all of our professors and he was here at a low ranking college.. He wasn’t terrible looking either, I mean a little homely but could be worse. I definitely wasn’t day dreaming about sinking my teeth into him but I wont deny that I has ran through my mind once or twice. What was he hiding and why was he here? I came...
When the light of the day has been extinguished,
Will the hours of the dark frighten you?
When the rainbows no longer shines with all the colors
Will you heart sink in the night?
When daylight seems to fade always slowly
Your soul begins to sink deep with in you
For is it fear or is it loneness, is it the past you carry
For in the light you must hide your soul with in
For in the light you shine w...
It is dark outside. Most of the corridors are quiet as the students are resting in the dorms. I’m a bit behind on my studies and I wanted to see the professor about getting advice on the issue I’m stuck on. I have brought my exercise book and I clasp is close to my chest. It’s cold. And I wished I had brought my sweater. I get to the his office and I hear music, classical and lively. The door has ...
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