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I only had English and Psychology paper remaining. I was quite surprised how I easily managed to pass the others specially Accounts. Me, Charlotte and Noah discussed the accounts paper the other day like total nerds.


I was so glad and was waiting for college to be finally over. But at the same time I was nervous about getting into new university. Keeping all the thoughts aside, I started sipping on my tea, practicing for English Essay. My phone buzzed on the side table. For a moment I ignored it but then again, I really wanted to know who it was or maybe I was hoping for it to be the mystery dude. I checked my phone and wasn't even surprised to find his message.


Mr. Mosby:no running in ma lobby bish

Mr Mosby:no seriously though. Wanna hear a story?

Daisy: No thank you!

Mr. Mosby: Okay so here I go.

Mr Mosby:This one time in high school, I was late in my English teacher's class, so she goes like tell the class why are you late?

And I was so pissed bc I was late already and she was kinda humiliating me. So I was like

someone told me go to hell, couldn't find it before but now I am here.

And the whole class was like ohh burnnn! The teacher goes Sebastian get outta my class! Hahahahh! Was it funny?

Daisy: your name is Sebastian?

Mr Mosby:Seriously? Thats all you read? I typed in like a short story for you and thats what I deserve??? No my name's not Sebastian. *Regina George's voice* do you think I am an idiot?

Daisy: you aint no funny hoe

Mr. Mosby: i am so fuvking funny i swear. Dont be jealous just learn the art of loving me loser.

Daisy:-,-

Mr Mosby:what paper do you have next? Is it biology bc i can teach you reproduction if you want

L

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Daisy: i dont even have science as a sub so yeah go find someone else pls. its English

Mr Mosby: *thick British voice* madame allow me to tutor you?

Daisy:really? Lets see, the topic for the essay I am practicing is inspired by this book I read, its called Looking For Alaska. Its about escaping a labyrinth, any kind.

Mr Mosby: okay. Gimme like few minutes to gather my philosophical thoughts ;)


It took him almost more than five minutes to respond meanwhile I changed his name from Mr Mosby to Sebastian.


Sebastian:Since I am talking to you, I have chosen labyrinth of love heheh ikr ssh donut judge me. K? Also don't expect me to write the whole essay bc i don't have all the time in the world.

We often complain about being stuck in a labyrinth of love. People are often scared of it, scared of being stuck in ocean of love, wanting to escape because all the struggles make you impatient as well as wanting it to come to it's end because it's not bearable.

It's quite amusing, if you look at the labyrinth from an aerial point of view, you would know what's the way out of it. But you don't get to see the aerial point, it's only Him who gets to see it and it is perhaps a test from Him to you.

The only realization that stops you from having yourself puzzled in the labyrinth is its about time to grow love within ourselves for love which you have for someone is their to take away.


A/N: i love sebastian tbh <3 wbu?

things are about to get kinda.. idk you name it. hehe

stick with me k?


question of the day: who is your current celebrity crush? in my case, Harry Styles {check out the gorgeous gif} <3

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