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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Sep 5, 2017
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Mystery
It was a matter of time before she realized what she's done. The dreaded note that lay in her hand right now completely strips her from her pride, her being a licensed computer engineer, her being a college professor, her being a faculty head, her being a mother.. Her being what she is now. "Lucie.." she breathed, her eyes now bloodshot. She stared at the note, limbs trembling. It wasn't long before a teacher's assistant noticed her uncomfortable state, "M-Miss Watkins?" Alice moved closer to the sobbing professor. "Alice," the woman sobbed. "I'm fine, please." Her voice was shaky and quiet. Alice almost couldn't hear her because of the AC. Just when she was about to ask if the teacher was alright, a familiar presence barged in the faculty doors, "Alice!" a demanding voice chirped. "Yes, Chloe?" She had no choice but to attend to the girl's needs. Alice would like to point out that students aren't allowed in the faculty but knowing Chloe's father as an asset in this university, she's willing to make an exception or her scholarship is gone in a snap of Chloe's fingers. "My friend and I would like to log in the teacher's portal. Can you do that?" Chloe had this serious aura that could make anyone back off. As for her friend, the ombre-haired girl smiled at her so innocently. The polar opposite. The teacher's portal is restricted to all students, including us, the teacher's assistants. It's basically a major offense for every student, even for the daughter of the CEO. "No.. Sorry, Chloe. We're not authorized to do that. Maybe if the secretary arrives, she'll help you." "Ah. Well, is Ms. Watkins around?" Alice ushered them through the empty teachers' desks, "She should be right.. here-" She gasped at the empty desk that's labeled "Barbara Watkins". No one left the faculty door while they were talking! Chloe scanned the room. No Ms. Barbara Watkins. An open window. And a bloody red note on the desk that says: "D? YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS WATKINS."
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A To Z

Angelo finds his dream guy but how hard is it going to be to be together. Excerpt: "Ouch." I focus beyond my sister at the really cute, strike that make it, hot guy. I'd run into his ankle with the cart. "Damn I'm sorry." He frowns. My sister has her I'm sorry face on. "I was goofing with her and wasn't watching where I was going." "I see. Is she yours?" It wasn't the first time someone had asked me that. "She's me sister so I do claim her. I've got a brother too, him I don't claim, he's got that whole older brother I'm always right thing." He smiles and chuckles a little. His eyes go to her. "You are a very pretty young lady." She grins and tips her head in her I'm so cute and everyone loves me way. "No she's an ugly little troll." I tease tickling her. She gives me her scrunched up fake angry look but laughs when I give it back. The guy I'd run into was watching us smiling. I blush a little. "Sorry I'm Angelo, this is my sister Anise my brother is Andy. My parents forgot about the other twenty five letters in the alphabet when they named us."He laughed. I liked to make people laugh. They'd forget about any trouble if only for a few moments and that made me feel good to know they were a little lighter as they went on about their day. He held out his hand. "I'm Zachary." "Ooh A to Z in a new way. Cool." I shake his hand and it doesn't escape me how he holds it a second longer and trails his thumb over the back of my hand. Ooh he was flirting. I give my best flirty smile. He was hot, why not. "Maybe we could hang out find new ways to go from A to Z?" I flirt. I watch his tongue sneak out and lick his lips as his eyes skim over me. "That'd be nice. Though I'm thinking you might be a little young for me." I chuckle "I might not look it but I'm legal." Just barely.

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