Chapitre 13: [12]
It's morning already! and I'm late for class! it's almost 8:00. And my head is throbbing so loud that I could hear it. I roll off the bed, my body heavy, eyes brimming, face twisted into a glistening grimace. It hit me, "It's the pills, I'm never taking that again!"I groan to myself.
I took the pills from the drawer and grabbed my toiletry bag. I rushed to the bathroom then poured the pills inside the sink and flushed it down. The water helped ease my tightened muscles. I wrap a towel around yourself and make my way to the room. I halt in front of my housemate's room door. " It's weird... I haven't seen my ghost roomie since I got here or maybe she is the kind that stays out all the time.
I slip my black belly waist skirt over my legs with a red crop top that barely covers my stomach. Well, the skirt covers it, so it's cool. I repin my hair in a style that brings out my curls. Applied some eyeliner to cover the dark circles under my eyes. I checked my time. I still have one hour. I grab my bag and head for the bus stop.
It's short a short drive. I walk to my History class, it isn't that hard to find because of the tour I had with mom and the campus map. I'm a little late, although everybody is seated waiting for the professor. I scanned the room searching for where to seat. there is a free seat in the first row. I sit there bringing out my laptop and jotter.
"He's here". my seatmate whispers. "He is handsome" she giggles.
He is indeed handsome, has this gray-brown hair with cool black eyes.. he looks like fresher from college. He wore suits and looks good in it.
"I am Mr frank, your freshman history teacher, he says in a very strict voice while tugging at his tie.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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Power Stone 
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