**Amature/fetus writing**
All you need to survive in this world is money and you can do anything to get the money.
Because if you wanna live you will always find a way.
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"Good morning students", the principal's voice boomed over the speakers catching the attention. The lecture room went quiet for a second and the principal started talking again. "For the last two semesters we decided to change the way of learning and style. Your classes will be the same but you will be working on a project. It will consist of one student from each year of the same faculty. If we take political science- one student from each year will be grouped together giving us four students in each group. You will write 2 case studies and an experience article. Case studies need to be rare. You can't pick the most obvious ones, think out of the box and prove that you are one of a kind. Off you go now. Your class teacher will give you your group members and names. Meet with them and discuss your case study according to your faculty. Do your best. I have done enough talking, now go back to your classes." The principal ended his talk and walked down the podium.
"You have done more than enough talking." Gunsmile said, mimicking the principal's voice as he stood up with the other two boys. "Let's go, I have a class in 10 minutes." Bright said, swinging his hand on Mike's shoulder. "Well Mr. nerd you do that while the cool kids bunk the class and watch the new movie released." Mike said with a wink as he shoved Bright's hand away. "Do it well, make no mistakes." Bright said, and walked off. "Why does he have to say that every single time?" Gunsmile whined as they walked in the other direction, the direction where no student was going.
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"Ok class, when I call your name come and collect the paper I am going to give you. It has your team member's names and email address." the teacher said as Win looked out the window with a bored expression. "Hey, do you think my team mate is cute or a hot one?" JJ asked as he leaned backward where his friends were sitting. "or a nerdy one?" Win said with a bored voice as he turned to his friends. But before any of them could say anything, Win's name was called. He stood up and walked up to the front to take his sheet of paper.
Bright: second year, email: xxxxx
Gulf: third year, email: xxxxx
Mew: fourth year, email: xxxxx
When Win read the names he was kinda relieved that he didn't have to face any girls for these 2 semesters. But he wasn't sure how this was going to go because he never talked to his seniors as liked to keep a small friends circle even though he talks to almost everyone in the faculty from his year. But he was kinda excited for this project. He loved doing new things.
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"Yo yo yo," a voice came from the air pods he was wearing. Bright just hummed in response as he was in class. "We are together on the project and some random freshman." the voice said and Bright hummed again. "We can manage him, if he is not meddlesome." This time it was another voice. The voice was a bit breathless as if the person was running. "I will email him to meet us in the library after lunch. They said we will get the sessions after lunch off every friday for the project so we can start today." this time it was the first voice that spoke. "Okay P'Mew after lunch but before that I am going to stalk that guy in real life while you do it on social media. P'Gulf-" Bright said, but was cut off by the Gulf. "I gotta go, Mike's calling me. I think they messed up." He said in a breathless voice. He got a hum in response before he cut the call.
Bright stood up in the middle of the class and walked to the front where the lecturer was. The lecturer stopped teaching when he saw Bright standing in front of him. "Yes?" he asked. "Sir, I need to go to the front office." Bright said. "Why?" the teacher asked. "I got an email from the Principle regarding my Music major. He wanted to talk to me." Bright said. It was partially true, he got an email asking if he wanted to join a band. If yes he need, to meet the principle if no, he needed to tell them he doesn't want to participate. He could have emailed them back but he needed an excuse to go out. The teacher nodded and dismissed him. Bright murmured a thanks and walked straight to the end of the corridor where a first year crime psychology class was going on. Just then he received a text from Mew. It was a photo of the boy they were working with.
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'Face you idiot' Bright texted Mew. 'I just found this cute' he texted back. 'Face' Bright texted him back.
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Bright started at the picture for a long time trying to figure out what to do next. But the real reason was he felt like he saw this guy somewhere. Somewhere he was not supposed to see. But he can't remember where. He shrugged it off when he saw four boys sneaking out from the back door of the lecture room and he immediately recognized Win. He knew it was going to be two hella long semesters. This guy was surely a trouble maker.
