Not All Answers Are Found in Book...

Not All Answers Are Found in Book...

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Olivia Venus Nelson is a puzzle to all. She's a 17 year old sophomore with straight A's, 3 college classes, and is part of the debate team. She's also been suspended 4 times for fighting, and has to do community service for hitting a teacher in the eye with a rubber band. If you saw her late at night on the streets, chances are, you'd walk on the other end of the road. But if you struck up a conversation with her at the library, you'd think she's a total sweetheart. Is Olivia (Venus, or Nes to a select few) fake, or just a painting of her own design? Most would spring for the first, and she would let them, not caring of the opinions of anyone around her. Mr. Dreckler was Nes's 7th year history teacher, and pretty good friend... as good as a teacher can get. So when Nes comes to his class on an especially shitty morning, he notices that something is off, and is determined to find out what no matter how long it may take. Will he crack the code to the mystery of her personality? Or maybe she'll spin a lie that's believable enough to cover the truth from even the most observant eye and they'll go their separate ways after a cone of icecream and an exchange of memories. It looks like its all up to her.
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"So what's your type?" "What do you mean?" I pause, looking up from my book to meet the eyes of my dear friend. "Type of what?" She shakes her head with a chuckle. Her head then jerks to her boyfriend, busy trying to figure out a solution in his work. "What type of guy do you like?" "I don't really have one." I reply. "Come on, there must be something a guy does that catches your attention." My eyes casually glance around the courtyard, trying to figure out a quick response to her question. But then I hear a voice speak just to the right of us, Professor Abel happily talking to Mr. Levine. "Well?" "Older." I mumble. "Someone older." "Just older?" His deep grey eyes soften slightly in the sunlight. "Someone... colder too." "So you want someone as bad as Professor Abel?" My friend jokes poking my side with her fingers. I snap my head back to her, surprised at her question. To brush off the embarrassment I shrug my shoulders, faking a smile but my heart is pounding furiously. "Haha, very funny." It's as if our conversation has been leaked when my eyes rest back on the tall individual. The grey swirls are staring right back at me, his colleague oblivious of his wandering eyes. His expression is stern but in the light it seems as though his lips are curled up, making my stomach do a flip. "My type." I whisper with a small smile. - When her enemy of a teacher becomes something more than just a person she hates - Completely fictional! 🤗 Please vote~ #3 - high (3/10/2024) #1 - student (7/10/2024) #1 - enemies (1/11/2024) #5 - hate (18/11/2024) #1 - lovers (23/11/2024) #12 - heartache (04/01/2025) #4 - teacher (02/03/2025) #3 - teenfiction (14/03/2025) #5 - war (31/03/2025) #1 - high (02/06/2025) #6 - heartache (4/06/2025) #2 - school (21/07/2025 #2 - hate (27/09/2025) #2 - enemies (23/10/25)

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