•I wouldn't mind standing in an empty road looking for answers. It's like an illusion of achieving something greater than I've ever imagined but turns out to be a deep hollow pit that I hated to be trapped in. You know emptiness are part of self but you know for yourself, you're in denial. Well heck, life is hugging me with all these. Let's see what kind of road I'm taking... - Sarah •
(Syracuse University, NY)
Professor L: Have you considered it?
Sarah: Yes...
Professor L: Well then... Good luck.
Sarah: Hmmm that's it? Any words of wisdom??? Advise?
Professor L: Your works are incredible enough for me to comment. Haha!
Sarah: But I needed some inspo. I am actually confused and not sure what to write tho. Maybe I could use some help.
(Prof L are erasing the written words on the whiteboard)
Professor L: Book 3, Chapter 6, Paragraph 18...
Sarah: What do you mean?
(Prof L slowly preparing for next class)
Professor L: I know you're smart. That's why I pushed you to do this.
Sarah: But-
(Bell rings, students entering room)
Professor L: See you tomorrow Ms. Evans! Next class is about to start...
Sarah: Oh.. well....
(Sarah opens the door but was stopped with...)
Professor L: And Ms. Evans?
Sarah: Hmm?
Professor L: I'm rooting for you. (smiles)
(Sarah smiles and leaves)
Sarah: (murmuring) What was he talking about?
Steve: Heyyyy!
Sarah: Aw not now Steve.
Steve: Aw grumpy.
Sarah: Yeah yeah, I don't care.
Steve: Spill it.
Sarah: About what?
(Steve mimicking Sarah "what was he talking about?)
Sarah: It's about the Journal
Steve: Aha! I could lend some help! Steve the lifesaver! Hahaha!
Sarah: You wish.
Steve: Hey! That's rude.
Sarah: The last thing I would do if I ran out of options is to seek help from you.
Steve: You don't have a choice.
Sarah: Who said that? Sorry to hurt your feelings. But I don't run out of options. (Mimicks Steve) Sarah the Lifesaver!
Steve: You're doomed.
Sarah: Am I?
Steve: Hmmmm
Sarah: What hmmm????
Steve: Then what was that cringey murmur
Sarah: Fine! You win.. only this time. Again. JUST THIS TIME.
Steve: That's my girl (messes Sarah's hair)
Sarah: Aw get your hands off of me!
Steve: Hahaha! Soooo?
Sarah: Book 3, Chapter 6, Paragraph 18...
Steve: What?
Sarah: I knew it. You do no good!
Steve: I mean, what's the color of the book? We have two Book 3s the red cover and the green one.
Sarah: (surprised) You're right! It's Professor L's book! Thank you!
Steve: Steve the lifesaver!
Both laughs
(Meanwhile in Goodwill Corp.)
Mich: So how do you plan on fixing the floor?
George: I ain't an engineer.
Mich: And?
George: So...
Mich: Hmmm, I'll call Mr. Smith.
George: Aw no, you wouldn't do that.
Mich: How could I not?
George: Cause I'm in charge.
Mich: Note he said "not absolute"
George: Don't play no games on me Miss Mich. You're no match for me.
(Mich grabs phone and dials number)
George: Stop! You'll get fired.
(Mr. Smith answers the call)
George: Okay! Give me an hour. I'll figure something out! Now can you please leave? I'll page when I come up with a plan.
Mich: (sarcastically) That's good to hear Mr. George.
•Such a pain in the a**! How could Dad live up to this kind of environment. How tough could he be... The more I want to make him so proud of me.•
YOU ARE READING
How We Met
Teen FictionHere goes a not-so typical conservative romantic story where two hearts met... nope... not in person but online. Sarah lives her life without any interruptions. She has two main jobs and few sideline jobs. She's the breadwinner of her family. She sp...
