Room 1073
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With summer ending and university starting, feelings begin to fly. Two houses joined containing 5 students creates a hint of tension from time to time. Travail Academy is for one of three people: The Rich, The Genius or The Socially-Empowered. With rich parents lurking, big companies depending, huge parties beginning and love hiding, can everyone stay celebrating or is there some devastation creeping?
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Trust Me

"I told you to leave me alone. Are you stalking me?" I asked the little shits. "Of course not! Rude much?" Noah gasped, his hand over his heart. "I am truly wounded by your words." I rolled my eyes at his dramatic performance. "Well I am wounded by your presence! What the hell are you doing here?!" Lucas stepped towards me, hurt and confusion evident on his face. "We were just wondering how you were. Noah said you were in a lot of pain, and you looked so tired during class. We wanted to know if you were okay!" "Speak for yourself," Jackson snorted. "I actually don't care. At all." Jasmine has been bullied, abused, and hated since middle school. She's come to believe that people are cruel and untrustworthy. It's best to let them do what they want and pick yourself up when they leave you on the ground. When the trio of new boys arrive, Jasmine walks past without a glance. Her untrusting demeanor is something nobody has been able to break through. But the boys love a challenge. Meet Jackson, the bad boy, Lucas, the sweet one, and Noah, the clown. This cliché group might just make Jasmine's walls come crashing down.

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