ACADEMIC POINTS_Up to mischief!_Valentine's Day Date_Sunset Isle
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ACADEMIC POINTS
It was still dark out, when a girl only weeks shy of her Sweet Sixteen entered a hallway so empty, so quiet, it could be mistaken for a barren tomb. Her destination was Mrs. Fowler’s classroom, third door on the left in the English department. The girl was surprised to see a light already on. One lone figure was seated at a desk, last seat of the last row. “Now see, people always tell me I’m ridiculously early,” she told the boy, after examining the empty room and deciding to claim the seat next to him. No answer, outside of an mmph sound, came from the boy. He was lanky, dressed in a way that...
Up to mischief!
Tony was a rat. Both in the literal and metaphorical sense. He was a good for nothing, double crossing, snitch of a rodent, who would lie to the queen if it would earn him some scraps to eat. Tony found that this life of deception didn’t earn him many friends, but he didn’t need friends, all he needed was a full belly and a place to sleep. Wwww.onedoor.cchich he had, until very recently. You see Tony had committed an unforgivable crime, a crime that will find you running for your life, both from the humans, and your fellow vermin. Tony had committed the crime of being seen. This is not just a threat for the...
Valentine's Day Date
The folded piece of paper flew across the classroom. Alerted to its arrival by its sender, I easily caught it. The note read, “Will you go out with me? Love, Randy” I smiled nervously and quickly wrote back. “Yes, but let’s not get too serious!” I tossed the note back. There was a short break in class instruction. Our teacher was looking for some papers on his desk, and not paying much attention to us right now. It was unlikely that we were going to get in trouble for our love note throwing. So, with an accepted offer, our sixth-grade romance began.He was no ordinary boy. He was the very first...
Sunset Isle
Lynn splashed in the tropical cove that was her home. Her shimmery blue green hair shone in the sun. It almost looked like water, her beautiful hair. It was down to her waist, and she usually had it down, with a waterfall braid curving around her head. Her ears were big and pointed. She was like an elf of the sea, except she was a water spirit, or a tele h’ai, which means “children of the sea”. She was beautiful. She was giggling to herself in the paradise of the tropical island in which she lived, called Sunset Isle. Only a few humans lived there, and they came only in the fall, to fish. Lyn...