“I am sorry. I am late.” I apologise to the teacher before entering the class. She doesn’t pay any attention to me and continues with her class. I take the first empty seat that I find. I pant in my seat, the exertion from running and climbing the stairs finally catching up to me. My chest hurt with every deep breath that I took. My calves were on fire, and my side felt like it had a million needles stabbing it. I was sweating, my body trying to get back to its normal condition.
“Excuse me.” I hear another voice say. I look up to see that it was Luke who entered. Looks like I wasn’t the only one who was running late.
He walks in my general direction, and for a second I think he is going to take a seat beside me. I give him a smile as a greeting. He glares at me and completely ignores the empty seat beside me. A frown graces my face. I look behind me to see where he was seated, and I notice that he was sitting with C
Hello, my lovely readers.Welcome to my new project - PROBABLY IF THE CIRCUMSTANCES WERE DIFFERENT. I hope you are here to stay as long as you can.Don't forget to like and share with your friends. Please, Please don't be shy, comment and show your love boo.Thank you so much for giving my book a chance. You have no clue how much it means to me. I hope we get to form a really awesome bond.Follow me on my social media:Instagram- fayth_valentinoA few instructions before you start:1. All rights reserved. Please don't translate/copy/steal my work. I spend a lot of effort into writing so please do be considerate of that.2. Chapters are going to be short but I will be posting 4 chapters a day.3. This is going to be a romance novel.4. LQBTQ+ Themes- I have decided to base the story off the ace/asexual spectrum. Over the recent two years, I have re
I took a deep breath and clicked submit. I knew better than to hope that I would get in. If I got in, then great; but I wasn't going to waste my time hoping. Hope had the ability to kill a person, with the disappointment that is usually bought. I have the first-hand experience of that one. It was the disappointment that killed my dad, and I wasn't going to fall prey to it. I closed the tab and started with my part-time job. If I did
"Hello, Celeste." The girl beside Lucy, Paisley greeted me, smiling. "Hey, Paisley!" I greeted her back, smiling widely. Paisley was the sweetest girl, and she reminded me of my high school best friend who was currently studying miles away from me.
"So what are you studying?" Carter questions, skimming his eyes over the notes I was taking. "Nothing really, just making some notes on the topics we covered today," I replied.
"That long?" He asks, looking guilty now. "Yeah. The direct buses are very infrequent." I reply, feeling my emotions dip. It would be Five o'clock by the time I would get a bus, and everybody knew that 5 o'clock was the rush hour. I internally groaned at the number of people that would be on the bus at this hour of the day. I would reach home by 6:30.
"Celeste!" I heard my mother shout. I walked out of the kitchen, wiping my hands on the apron that I was wearing. My hair was tied up, my cheeks were dusted with flour, and I looked ridiculous.
ME: 'I am wearing a suit!'I typed into our group chat. I heard my phone ding with an incoming message, not even a second after I typed that.Phoebe: 'What?'Me: ' For Graduation, I am going to wear a power suit.'Phoebe:' But what about the dress code/?'Me: 'Not like they will be able to notice with the black robe on.' I was smiling now. I had finally found a loophole.Phoebe: 'Actually, yeah.'Phoebe: ' I don't want to wear a saree too. I will join you and wear a suit too.'Me: 'Great. I was actually considering skipping it if I didn't have a choice. 'Phoebe: 'I will smack you if you do!'Alexandra: ' I actually want to wear a saree again. But this time I want to look sexy in it.'I rolled my eyes at that text.Me: 'Have fun trying to manage a saree and trying to look sexy at the same time.'Alexandra: 'If you guys aren't wearing
I honestly am not completely informed when it comes to sexuality, and it's vastness. I still have a lot to learn, and I am trying every day to be more informed about it and to respect everybody for their choices and their identities or lack of thereof. No matter what it is, my moto was -TPWK, treat people with kindness always."Shall we go to the bookstore for a bit? I am craving the smell of new books." I said. Both Phoebe and Alexandra nodded. It had become a ritual now, us visiting the bookstore every time we came to the mall.We visited the washroom to clean up before visiting the book store. I fixed my hair and applied a layer of gloss."Gloss?" I asked Phoebe and Alexa, pointing the gloss at them. Alexa shakes her head no, while Phoebe accepted the offer."Let's go?" I asked, and we left the loo together.--I take a deep breath, taking in the smell of the books that wafted in the air. The air conditioner