《Mirrored Cuts》Chapter 8
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I meandered home and prayed for solitude, a rarity in the eight by eight box the college had deemed a dorm room. Ruby was always there, doing homework or sleeping, making peanut butter covered chocolate bars when she was at her desk. If it was chocolate bar time for Ruby, it was also talking time.
I went to the study room and leaned against the bay window. They were sterile, panels of glass but at least they allowed me to see the outside world. Ruby insisted on keeping our blinds closed and I didn’t want to rock the boat. Who wants to be that roommate who fights everything the person they are living with suggests? I watched the small ant groups of students scurry around the sidewalk. They all jockeyed for a spot next to each other, even though the sidewalk could only fit two comfortably across. The third came up in the middle, forcing the other two to walk with one foot on the sidewalk and the other on the grass. I felt bad for the one in the middle. I was always the one trying to be in the middle, although I didn’t usually have the guts to push the other people off the sidewalk.
On the window, someone had written “Help. Will pay for someone to do homework. See Johnny, Second Floor.” I followed the trail of whiteboard marker to the whiteboard beside me. Someone had been trying to solve a complex mathematics question for a physics class. There were four different colored markers and an increasingly difficult to read handwriting, complete with arrows and cross outs. I thought the point of white boards was that you could erase things instead of crossing them out.
I picked up a marker and played with it, rolling it between my fingers. I contemplated the problem on the board. I removed a variable the “Johnny” had forgotten to cancel and played with the numbers, shifting them back and forth and applying a theorem or two to test them. Then, something clicked. It’s a euphoria I get from solving problems. I dashed down the answer, gathered my backpack and walked out of the room so no one would know that I had solved it.
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8 177Living with the Player
*previously called Living SituationsJennie has always been on her own. She stays out of drama, keeps to herself, and hates trouble. Specifically, she hates soft-haired, annoyingly charming, gray-eyed Italian trouble named Nico Accardi. Since the end of their childhood friendship, Jennie has had little to nothing to do with him but after a series of unfortunate events resulting in him getting kicked out of the house and breaking into hers, Nico offers her a deal she can't refuse: a revenge makeover in exchange for a place to stay. Suddenly, the boy she thought was out of her life forever is sleeping in her bedroom, unraveling memories she thought she kept locked and hidden away. And maybe, the mischievous boy next door has his fair share of secrets too. But as they spend more time together, Jennie can't help but notice how this living situation is starting to feel like a home.
8 169The CEO's Shy Girl (Editing)
"Ms. Peterson, did you attend a club Friday night? " Mr. Shaw said causally as he focused his eyes on his twirling pen."No" I said trying not to show that I was lying. But then again people always think I'm lying."Well I just ask because when I went to a club Friday night...there was a girl who looked an awful lot like, you dancing on one of the tables at a bar with a bra on as a top" he said focusing his narrowing eyes on me now." Is that question really appropriate to ask in the work place sir?" I said confused."I'm not sure? Is it Ms. Peterson?" he said a little sarcastically."Well... since you are not sure, I will just be on the safe side and not answer it sir" I said hoping to get a positive response for what I just said. "Very well. Get out now" he said coldly and I walked out of the office with my next assignment.Why didn't God answer my prayer about Mr. Shaw getting attacked by a bear? I thought to myself when i had close the door behind me.(Written September 22 2017Has mature language and I might write another part for the steamy scenes and this is my first book so take it easy.This is still Jenjen010101 I just changed it to Enn0114 because I can.#233 on July 6DON'T STEAL MY FREAKING WORK. I GOT RIGHT'S ON THIS BITCH , BITCH. Thank you and have a pleasant read)
8 151Stories about Gang leaders that you will love
Recommendations of stories that feature Gang leaders.This is from what I have read and enjoyed.Taking suggestions as well
8 167Once Upon A Christmas
He hated Christmas. She was born for Christmas. He never thought he'd end up loving Christmas for somebody else. She never thought she'd face a turmoil in her life.Read on to get a cute love story.A Christmas holiday story.
8 122Can We Keep Him
Liam never planned to become a vampire, if fact he didn't even know they existed. And he certainly never planned to end up in a completely different town being hunted for multiple murders that he may be responsible for. It is only by luck that those sent to take him down are far more interested in keeping him as their own.
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