Romans & histoires School

Joy continued grunting as she walked with Rachael who was in a thinking phase. They have resumed their second and final semester as a 12th grader, but it seems Joy was not really cool with it. "I still find it difficult that we have had a lot of work even though we are in the second week of resumption. I feel like leaving school already," Joy whined, hissing loudly "Just great Joy. Try to think straight. Will you just waste all those years you have suffered in high school just because of more work during this semester? Try to adapt, you are graduating soon, remember," Rachael cautioned, speechless by her friend's choice of words

He pulled a chair for me to sit before going to the other side and sat in front of me. And now the awkward conversation begins. "So, um, you come here a lot?" He started to ask. "Nope." "Cafe 48 then?" "Sometimes.When I feel like it." "What school do you study at?" "Waynard High." "Can you tell me about Waynard High?" I thought about it and suddenly the faces of the student councils popped into my head. I started to frown. "Pushy, menopausal freaks, annoying, brats, and weirdos."

She’s used to Rissa’s sticky behavior towards her. Arriving at their new school, the two girls attended a new student admission ceremony which is a tradition of this school, Codeland High School. The principal gave a first-year student a pre-graduate form of Codeland High School. After the headmaster has finished giving a speech, now allows representatives from the first year who are usually represented by the first rank on the school entrance exam.

She tried again and said to him, "In the city where I live now, in the center of the city, we live among humans and there are many schools. There, boys and girls go to school from the age of five until they are eighteen, unlike the Moonlit Grove Pack or other packs, who tend to attend school less and rely on private tutors. Then they can decide if they want to continue their education for a few more years or start working." He looked at her thoughtfully, wondering how much knowledge she had. "So what have you studied, Karenina?" "Oh, math, English, science, history and such. Same as Raine, but a l

A presence that makes me shiver before I can even comprehend it. So I get ready quickly, though just thinking about it sends chills down my spine. I shake my head and force myself to get up. There’s no room for fear today. Today is my first day of work at Más Uno, a renowned company dedicated to selling luxury cars. I pull my blonde hair into a flawless bun and slip into my platinum-blue skirt, smoothing it down until it reaches my knees. My white blouse is pristine. Today, I represent the Bridge name, and making it shine after graduating from college is the most exciting thing in my life right now.

A timeline. I could work with timelines.

please don't let her be talking about my school, I reread the messages over and over again and I wanted to reply, when she texted back “Oh wait it's bridgehall academy”

“To find a representative of Woodhill.” I stared at her. “You’re telling me there are elimination rounds?” “Obviously.” “Obviously??” She blinked at me. “Aya. There are five schools in Woodhill.” “I only know two.” “Woodhill University and Hillia Academy,” she recited. “Yes. But there are three more.” I crossed my arms. “Well then, care to elaborate?” She perked up immediately. Gossip mode activated. “Okay. So. There’s North Crest Institute.”