They walked to the breakfast hall, everyone sat down and chattering.
"Ok, we are going to take the register, as you should all be here by now", called out Miss Eaton, holding a clip board and pen.
Ginger stared at her, smiling softly as she admired her. The woman was wearing a pair of light blue, baggy dungarees with a simple white shirt and a pair of black flats. Her dark hair hung loose and her made up face was as breathtaking as ever.
"Ginger, hellooooooo are you listening?!", said Carter, waving his hand in the red head's face, making her snap out of her gaze and blush hard.
"What-what?!", she gasped, slapping his hand away.
"So, you ARE crushing on Miss Eaton!", he smirked. "I knew it!".
"What? NO!", she barked, "I was looking at Alyssa!", she lied, "She's totally my type".
"Sorry Ginger, but your eyes are full of shit!", pointed out the galaxy boy. "She's not a scratch on our dark haired beauty".
"Oh do shut up Carter", sighed Mauve. "We get it. You like our teacher. Now please, shut up talking about her. It's getting boring".
"Are you jealous Mauve?", he teased. "Aw come on, you know you're the second prettiest here"."Ahem!". Paisley shot him a deathly glare.
"Sorry. Sorry! Third prettiest", he gasped, Mauve frowning at him. "Look, I just don't want a nut shot again. Paisley's heels hurt like a bitch".
"Yeah. I will make sure to chop it off with my heel next time you forget that I'm the best looking girl in the college", threatened the blonde.
"Savage much?", asked Ginger, laughing it off.
"It's the truth", shrugged the honey blonde.
"Violet", the name suddenly echoed through the room. "Violet Blanc?".
The room fell silent.
"Violet?", called Miss Eaton again. "Has anyone seen Violet?".
Murmurs filled the room, everyone shrugging and shaking their heads.
"Ok, I'll continue on with the register and then I'll go look for her in her room", said the woman in a slightly panicked tone. Violet was never late. She never missed a day of college. Maybe she was just under the weather.
The register was taken, all of the students being allowed to eat their breakfast freely as Miss Eaton walked off in a hurry, Ezra joining her as Alyssa watched over the students.
"Oooh, I'm stuffed", groaned Carter as he rubbed his now swollen belly.
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Story prompt project
RandomThis is a list of prompts a friend and I came up with. Please be aware that some of these stories will be horror themed, contain strong language, sexual content, gore, LGBTQ+ content etc.... Please do not copy or distribute my work. It takes a long...
