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Tyra was a normal girl with a love for writing and dancing,her best times are spent with her bestfriend 
Nicole and soon her boyfriend Liam but everything takes a strange turn after getting a book from a mysterious store.Shortly after,she discover a new love for writing horror stories unknown to her that her new love is simply the possesion from a strange entity.
  It wants something dangerous  from her.It's freedom

New Journalist Violet Preston has longed for a position at "Wake Up World", a local journalism and news center for gifted writers. She aced the interview but on day one she did not expect to freak out, faint, and fall in love with the most handsome man on the team, Allen "Mickey" Dayne: her supervisor! Will she play it cool or find out that the best stories are love stories?


"Then it is settled, I am the leader then?" Victoria inquired to a series of nods and confirmations. A few more hesitant than others.
Emeric was more than surprised at the unorthodox conclusion. Victoria, their resident healer, had managed to sweep the floor with the rest and claimed the leadership role for herself. 
Personally, he didn't know how to feel. Traditionally for psychological reasons, you wanted the healer to focus exclusively on healing the group. The knowledge that she might be distracted by analyzing the fight would leave most with a sense of unease.
It was therefore to his surprise - that he had voted for her too. "In a provisional manner, for the first week." The disgruntled voice of Anya came, quick to get a verbal jab in.
His desire to remain neutral and his almost obsessive desire to correct what he saw as a possible costly mistake grappled inside him. 
"About that," Emeric jutted in speaking his mind, "Would it not make sense for her to maintain the leadership role for longer? I figur-"
"How so?" Anya interrupted glaring at him with a look that could kill.
 Emeric smiled and shrugged his shoulders lightly, "As I was saying, I figure even in a best case scenario. A week to iron out all the kinks and sort out the overall team chemistry would be unrealistic at best and downright delusional at worst."
"What he said." Arthur agreed.
Emeric smiled back at the thankful gaze from Victoria. Never hurt to reinforce a persons conclusion, especially when it was wrong but in ones favor. 
Victoria for one, like a shark in water, immediately capitalized on her newfound support. "Great minds think alike, how does a term sound then?"
"Provisional. A term might as well be lifetime peerage in here. A month." Anya interjected.
"Three months?" Victoria said without hesitation, exaggeratedly deflating at the prospect of not leading for a full term. 
"Two." 
"Perfect. Sounds like a plan. Any objections?" She said all sunshine and rainbows.
Emeric had the sinking feeling that their healer got precisely what she had been after from the start.
////
Soundless the door closed behind him causing him to turn around and stare at the door hinges. Touching them gently, he frowned when he felt their well oiled surface. 
"Just another reminder that I am far from home." He muttered.
Small as the difference may be, the well maintained nature of everything within the Academy chafed against his skin. Emeric looked over each of his shoulder in thought. Spying the empty hallway. Perfect.
Swiftly, he reached out with his mana. Grasping the air around the hinges and with a mental flick they were alight with fire. A few seconds later, equally quickly, he canceled the spell. Waving with his hands, waving away the residual smoke of burnt grease. Calmly, he applied the inverse spell but with a gentle, gradual application and so the glowing red metal hinges turned back to their normal dull metallic sheen.
A test followed and this time, there it was. The creaking, squeaky sound of of hinges screaming out their protests as the door swung open.
"What exactly are you doing?"
Emeric froze before sheepishly turning around and locking eyes with a tall man, one eyebrow raised inquisitively. An [Elementalist] judging by the pin on his chest and given the open door, a few meters behind - a neighbor.  
He could only imagine too well, the first impression he was giving off. Scratching his the back of his head with one arm, he thought furiously.
"Just some late night vandalism. An old friend of mine lives in here you see." Emeric said pointing at his closed door with one thumb.
The Elementalist raised the other eyebrow.
////
Nothing like a late night library run to prepare oneself spirit, body and mind for bed. Emeric thought, walking back the way he came. Speeding his way back to his dorm with a spring in his steps. Two thick books held firmly underneath his robe, the haul of the night.
For once reality had lived up to the rumors and reputation if not surpassed them. The library was immense with endless books and scrolls to be found within its airy interior. 
Still the main takeaway, had been the Librarian's warning. He couldn't help but take another look at his surroundings. The warning and his sleep deprived brain proving fertile grounds for an increasingly paranoid mind.
He was accustomed to keeping a close eye on ones belongings, a habit long since ingrained to him out of necessity and then later out of personal philosophy. Back then however all he could lose where whatever items he lost, here it seemed he would be on the hook for their monetary value as well.
Life in the Academy it seemed was not destined to be as peaceful as he had hoped but Emeric would adapt to the situation. Like he always has. He had to.
He had come too far to stop now.
Emeric stopped mid stride, thinking back to the grim words of the Headmaster and with a growing sense of unease, finally understanding the intent behind it.
"Winning. That is all that matters. The end does justify the means and everything is justified in order to win." His eyes drifted to the two books.

A strange fever had gripped the Professors within the Academy as they zealously pushed their students to greater heights and [Stats] all but heedless to the risk their mad pace sets for their students.

To the rest of the world the students of the fabled Academy had already won in life.  In the Academy only winning mattered and anything was allowed in order to win. 

To win however one had to survive in the first place.

 Join Emeric as he attempts to survive the most dreaded foe of any young teenager - school.

The GnG gate into Exodus was still busy when Ringo and QJ stepped off the platform.  They walked side-by-side toward the Songbird.

[Wu]  Holy Crap... The King and his brother are cleaning house, his son and wife were beheaded in the city square.  No trial or anything.  

Ringo smiled and elbowed QJ, "not gonna lie, I'm feeling pretty good about our mini-raid."  

QJ returned her smile, "we cashed in on some serious loot.  Although a good portion of it is probably too high for us at the moment."  

They walked past the Songbird and stepped onto the TAP gate.  Neither one of them could hide their big smiles.  They were met with the sound of laughter and cheering, the entire Ravenwood Courtyard was filled with loot.  Both Breeze and Lotte had handfuls of items in their hands.  

QJ stole a glance at his guild leader. "Crap, the hour limit on the box must have expired."  

Ringo nodded in agreement.  "They look like a couple of kids at Christmas."  

Nuna and a couple of Silverleaf women were helping them organize their gear. Breeze's normally big smile had widened to the point where it seemed like her face would crack.  She was continually being complimented and patted on the back. 

Lotte spied the two leaders of OP and ran toward them, she had to slow down and pick up items that she lost her grip on.  "Holy Crap QJ!  Best idea ever!"  

"Great job getting it back here!"  QJ hugged her causing her to drop half of her bounty.  

Nuna walked up to him and bowed, "I am at your service QJ.  The XO has asked me to help you categorize your loot.  May I suggest Skill Books, Weapons, Armor and Misc?  If I need to break it down further, I will."  

"Sound perfect Nuna, thank you for your help."  QJ glanced at the fountain where Q was sitting with his commanders.  "Don't you need to help Fora also?"  

The cute halfling shook her head at him. "I have already assigned people to do it."  

"You're awesome Nuna!  Hey, if you find a whip, please save it for me!" 

He felt a hand on his shoulder and turned just in time to see an orange-haired rogue embrace him.  "This is a lot of loot QJ!  Good thing our Keep has been upgraded."  

QJ gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. "Crap... I haven't even checked it out yet." He felt a tug on his shirt just before two small arms hugged him from behind.  

"QJ!"  Remmy's little face was blushing as she held out a blueprint.  "Please look at this."  

"Um... okay."  He took the blueprint and studied it for a moment before smiling at the gnome engineer.  "A swordgun?"  

Her little face scrunched up.  "Yes!  It's the best idea ever!  How did you make it work?  Can I see 'Oh Shit?'  

QJ laughed when she said the name of his weapon.  "I'll let you take a look at it, come by the house later."  

'Yay!" The little gnome bounced away, her excitement obvious.  

QJ caught Ringo's attention, she was looking through the stacks of loot for new pistols.  "We should go see them now."  He pointed towards his family, most of them were sitting around the fountain talking.  

"Sounds good."  She followed QJ as he carefully made his way to the fountain through the stacks of loot.  

Tal, Leah, and Mojo all stood up when he approached.  He smiled through their overly exuberant greetings because he knew that this was their nature.  "You guys remember OP Guild Leader Ringo."

"Nice to see you again Ringo."  Leah hugged her, because she was Leah and she basically hugged everyone she liked.  

Ringo and QJ took a seat on either side of Tal.  The beautiful engineer had an arm around her son's shoulders.  "Hey QJ, tell your mom how you got that swordgun to work!"  

He smiled at his mom, he knew she could definitely figure it out without help from him. "My girlfriend brought me some special steel that enabled me to create the chamber/hilt interface with a single piece of metal."  

"You're talking about Robin right?"  Tal, Leah and Mojo happened to look at the songbird all at the same time.  The orange-haired rogue froze like a deer in the headlights.  

"Why are you being so nice to him?"  Quinn ruffled his son's hair, "he's going to get spoiled from all the attention."  

"Quinn!"  Tal clucked her tongue at him.  "It wouldn't hurt you to say something nice to QJ."

Leah nodded, "I agree."  

Mojo frowned at her husband, "something nice Quinn."  

"He did really well today."  Lara spoke up from the other side of Quinn, "you should compliment him." 

"Oh god...  I've been overrun!"  Q frowned at his son, "well, I'm not going to cave!  Although, I must say...  That name you gave your swordgun, quite possibly the best name ever."   Quinn smiled at his wives, "that was nice right?" 

"...." Tal.

"Not your best effort," Leah muttered.

"Really?"  Mojo sighed and looked away.  

Quinn stood up on the edge of the fountain.  "Okay, let's get started.  After action review (AAR).

Lara started off. "We did a good job of deploying to our targets, we were on them so fast they started panicking." 

Quinn nodded, "What else?"  

Robin had moved closer, her brown eyes showed her happiness at being included in the raid. "We were able to respond to changes in battle plans."  

"I agree," Tal brought up a Map on her hud.  "Initially our intel about their routes were wrong, but we were able to recover and cut off reinforcements."  

"Being flexible with battle plans was key."  Lara favored QJ with a smile, "our alliance with Haven gave them a second enemy to consider."

"Okay, let's stop patting our backs now."  Quinn's normally relaxed manner became serious.  "Where did we mess up?" 

"We were overconfident."  Thrush was sitting on the stones of the courtyard in-between Wren and Robin.  

Quinn nodded in agreement, "we would have been caught flat-footed had we not been warned about the Optic Sniper rifles they had."  

Yaya was standing off to one side, it was her company that had come under fire. "Thank you for that QJ, because of your warning, we had the heavy armored fliers in front.  We were able to get to cover without serious injuries."  

"All in all, I think it was one of our best efforts."  Quinn hopped off the fountain, his relaxed demeanor had returned.  "Chainy tells me that most of the leadership from Righteous Hand have been arrested.  They are most likely finished on the Legends server."  

Leah looked around, "anyone else want to say something?" 

A slight blonde-haired woman looked up from her place with the Songbirds.  "How did four, level one players, steal all this loot?"  Ren favored her younger brother with a smile.  "Impressive QJ."

Tal nodded in agreement. "Also the mini-operation on the dam that Ringo and QJ pulled off, that was as good as it gets.  Intuitive, responsive and gutsy."

QJ smiled in response.  "We were just trying to do our part."  

Wren stood up, "we done now boss?"  When Quinn nodded, she turned her gaze on QJ.  "Quinn James!  I demand you make me a hideout gun!"  

QJ cringed when she used his full name.

Thrush stood up next to her, nodding in agreement. "That's right!  I want one too!  Robin damn near shot Morbin's leg off when he jumped out at us."  

Robin laughed at her friends, "I was actually fighting with someone else and shot him with my off-hand."  

QJ smiled at his girlfriend.  "How hard did it hit?"  

Robin smiled sweetly, "only about 200k."  

"...." Wren.
"...." Thrush.

 QJ noticed that Ringo was talking with his parents, "going to log out now.  See you at the Keep later."  

Ringo waved at him, "great job today QJ."

QJ grabbed Lotte and Breeze.  "Wu ordered pizza so we could have a late lunch together."  

The two women had given up on holding their loot and had each made a small pile.

"My stuff..."  Breeze looked like she might cry.

"Nuna is going to neatly categorize everything and send it to our Keep.  Your personal stacks will be sent to you."  QJ dragged them toward the gate.  

Lotte stopped dragging her heels and walked willingly.  "I just about had a heart attack when everything started flying out, it should warn you or something."

**********
QJ stepped out of the VR chamber and stretched, "let's eat out by the pool!"

Lotte who had heard him from her own room. "Want to help me before the food comes?"  

QJ stood in the walkway between their rooms smiling at her shut door.  "Need any help now?"

There was a slight pause, "and if I said yes?"

QJ shrugged at the no-brainer, "I'd walk right in and give you a hand."  

"Oi!  Help me get changed too QJ!"  Breeze was standing at the rail, already wearing a white one-piece swimsuit.

"Ask Sato!"  

Ten minutes later Sato, Wu, Breeze and Nina were watching from poolside.  Lotte had just finished a set of water exercises and was leaning heavily on QJ while she caught her breath.  

Nina fiddled with a strand of her purple hair.  "Are we sure they are working out?"

Sato hadn't taken his eyes off them, "more like making out."  

Lotte laughed against QJ's ear.  "Sorry, I'm ruining your reputation QJ."  

QJ splashed some water at the group watching. "He's mad because we crashed the Legends server without him."  

"Damn you guys!"  Sato had his head down on the table.  "I could have gone!"  

Breeze laughed heartlessly at him.  "We didn't have a jetpack small enough to fit a halfling player."  

Lotte moved away from QJ and started treading water again.  "Did you tell him the best part?"

Sato looked at the tall girl sitting next to him, for some reason she loved teasing him.  "Better than the stack of loot?"  

Breeze ignored him while she tied up her hair.  

"Tell me!"  

She stood up and walked to the edge of the pool before looking back at him. "Well... we've been given permanent access to Ravenwood." 

Wu watched them interact with each other, he had it figured out already.  Breeze liked Sato, he was the only one she never flirted with. "You guys deserve it."  

The pizza came a few minutes later and the small group sat down next to the pool to eat.  Sato's face was already turning red in the Vegas sun, even though he hadn't been outside long. 

Breeze shook her head at him, "you should wear a hat Sato.  You're going to look like a lobster."

Sato had mashed two slices of pizza together and was eating them at the same time.  "Hats mess up my hair."

Nina laughed at the comment, her eyes moving to the pile of curly red hair on his head.  "Really?"  

QJ snaked the last slice of pepperoni pizza before while Wu was reaching for it. "Any idea what a City Fort looks like?"  

Wu stared at the slice in his hand and then reached for the plain cheese pizza that Sato had insisted on.  "No one does, I don't even think that option exists for other Keeps.  All the servers are waiting to see what yours looks like."  

Breeze pushed her chair out and walked toward the pool.  "We are doing things on Phoenix that has the rest of the servers watching us.  How awesome is that?"

Wu brought up his hud and pulled up footage from their raid on Falcon's Pride, "I posted this about an hour ago, three million views already."  

*********

An hour later all of them logged into GnG, with the exception of Wu who was starting to sift through the casino footage.  

"Sweet Mother..."  QJ stared at the City Fort.  

The Keep portal now brought them outside of a 30 foot high stone wall, with enormous wooden doors and steel portcullis.  There was a line of NPCs extending as far as you could see. Two dark elf guards who were stopping everyone else, waved them through.  When they walked through they were greeted by pristine cobblestone streets and rows of shops and businesses.  Ringo, Dessi, and Robin were standing on a nearby corner talking.  

QJ whistled loudly as he approached them.  "So... the city fort is actually a city."  

Robin brought up the city map and zoomed in.  "Everythings empty at the moment, we have dozens of empty shops for businesses, a residential area, even a small walking park." 

"Oh god... What about my shop?"  QJ felt a moment of panic when he remembered all the materials he had left there.  

Robin patted him on the shoulder. "The previous Guild Keep is now located in the central part of the city, although it resembles a palace more than a Keep."  

"There's a lot to go through QJ,"  Ringo grabbed his arm and pulled him away from the rest of the group.  "We need to establish a stronger leadership base, other than just the two of us." 

"I agree, we should also have separate leadership for the city."  QJ glanced at Dessi, she hadn't smiled much since the incident with Dover and Boci.  "Let's add Dessi, Breeze, Lotte, Sato, and Maya to the guild's hierarchy.  We'll leave it to Robin to organize city leadership."  

Ringo stared at her vice-commander, a slight smile on her lips.  "Let's head to the Keep and get started."  

In the end, the Guild Leadership was revamped.  Ringo kept her position as Guild leader, while both QJ and Dessi were Vice-Commanders.  Dessi had protested this, but it was QJ who had insisted.  Breeze, Lotte, and Sato were promoted to Lieutenant while Maya was made the officer in charge of recruitment. On the civilian side, it was decided that Robin would be the City Chancellor, an elected board of NPCs would serve under her.  She was still in charge of City Defense.  

All sixty members of One Problem sat in the Guild Conference room listening to QJ outline the command and their plans for developing the city.  "Once businesses have been established and the residential areas populated, we can start talking about guild salaries. We'll have an Officer meeting immediately following this, let's get after those levels. We want to be as strong as possible when we travel to Fraezi."  

Robin led the officers of OP to the Guild Vault.  Sato, Dessi, and Maya stood there with their mouths open. Nuna had enlisted the Silverleaf company to bring the loot from Falcon Pride to the vault.  "As you can see, we need a second vault already, this one is full."  

"Shit...  Why didn't you bring me QJ?"  Sato stared at all the gear, "How are we going to distribute it?" 

"A good portion of it is higher level gear, so it will be a while before we can even use it."  QJ and Ringo had both completely outfitted themselves with new gear, the benefits of going on the raid.

Ringo hid her smile. "We need to identify any members who prefer crafting to raiding.  Those people will get the first choice on our crafting books."  

QJ smiled at Sato.  "That being said, there are weapon and ability skill books here.  Each of you can pick one now."  

Breeze watched as Sato, Dessi, and Maya hurried into the vault.  "Me too?"  

QJ grabbed her when she tried to follow them. "Really?  Shall we talk about the pile of loot you already confiscated?"  

"Stingy!"  Breeze frowned at Sato who seemed to touch everything in the vault.  

QJ hud dinged and he picked it up to see Aji serious face.  "Did you receive the shipment QJ?"

The shipment, was code for his share of the proceeds from the opening night of the casino.  After paying everyone, he still received three million credits.  "I did.  Thank you, Aji.  Robin and I will stop by later to go over your combat training."  

Robin leaned close so that Aji could see her.  "Please cook us some pasta, QJ said you are an amazing cook!"  

QJ closed comm just as Sato, Maya, and Dessi returned.  "Anything else we need to go over?" 

Ringo shook her head, "we need to go level up, you are getting too far ahead."  

"Right...  I'll relax a bit tonight then."  

QJ and Robin waited until everyone went their own directions.  They held hands and walked toward Robin's new office.

"Is my shop still next to your office?"  

"Yes."  Robin leaned over and kissed him, "I'll get you a complete tour Vice-Commander."

This is a Sequel if you didn't read Exodus: The Assassin's Path, you will certainly be lost.

This is the second story in the Exodus series.  QJ takes over as the MC.  In order to prove he's ready to take on Gun & Gore, QJ agrees to attend the Exodus Academy.  Plenty of laughs, romance and of course action to come.  

While the foreword and first chapter have already been in a rough draft, the plot is still being developed.  Regular daily releases should start next month sometime.

As if everything fell according to a plan, the music changed before the previous ended. Sean's dance continued without being noticed since the waiters placed another set of desserts on each of the tables.
"Red, why not go out and wash your face? You don't want Sean to see you crying."
I chuckled lightly and nodded. For the first time after our breakup, my mood lightened up with him. I had already seen the gentle side of him, and I thought I had understood him better.
"You are right."
"And because I don't want to see you hurting more from watching them dancing their hearts out."
"Ouch!" And a bittersweet grin broke out on my face.
Eric chose rather wisely to go back to his seat while I went to the bathroom. Perhaps, he was just avoiding gossip or avoiding Sean's suspicion. I was glad Eric made a move because it was not yet the right time to expose Sean's lies. I got hurt at the thought that it was Sean who first set the rule of open communication between us. And it felt sickening to the stomach to realize that it was also him who dared to break it.
I washed my face and did a full retouch of my makeup. I made a darker shade of eye shadow and a more prominent eye line. The art of face painting did well in its trick, and I came out of the bathroom with a fresh look.
Sean was already looking for me when I returned to my seat. He was heading in my direction to fetch me. All I could think was, perhaps, he was guilty.
"I was looking for you," Sean said with a worried look as he wrapped an arm around me. "I'm sorry that the dance took longer than it should have been."
"Oh, no worries. Calla can no longer take you away from me, can she?"
"Of course. If only I hadn't given my word, I would have wanted to move the date earlier."
"I saw you were both laughing."
"Yes. I just tried my best to dispel the awkwardness between us. At the same time, I was also trying to extract information as to how that man surfaced out of the blue."
"Then?" I asked nonchalantly, pretending with all my might that I was okay.
"She admitted it. That psychiatric patient is her childhood friend. During her down moments, he was her confidante."
"How can she trust her secrets to someone who is not in his right frame of mind?" I scowled, failing to hold my temper this time.
"She already apologized for it." Sean pulled me closer to ease my rising temperament.
"And why did he say that for the love of money and wealth?"
Sean chuckled. "It comes from someone who is out of his mind." 
"And you dismissed it easily?"
Sean stopped and faced me. He then reached out his hands and cupped my face.
"Babe, I don't want any more trouble. I'll just make it sure that the incident would not leak out to the public."
"Whatever, " I conceded.
We made our way back to our seats, and I caught a glimpse of Eric and Calla by the table not far from us. They seemed to be talking casually, and I could fell how much self-control did Eric made to prevent himself from making an outburst.
"Our most honored guests, the time has finally come for us to proceed to the highlight of tonight's celebration. Please sit back and relax as we witness the most important part of the program."
Sean stood up and climbed up the stage. The chairman came up next, followed by the board officers. As they were all standing comfortably in their place, Dr. Fabella made a step forward and held the microphone.
"Tonight, I would put down the weight of the great responsibility that is being entrusted to me for several years. The responsibility did not rest on my shoulder as a burden, but a challenge. It has brought out the best in me, and I stood now before you with pride. This institution has been my life; I poured out my sweat and blood for this."
"As all story must come to an end, I also ended mine and passed the legacy of hard work and pride to Mr. Sean Mark Grey. However, he let me continue the leadership, but since the demands of an old age require me to retire, I am now passing the leadership to the right person, no other than Dr. Red Nelson, the soon-to-be wife of the company's owner, Mr. Sean Mark Grey."
Sean also took the floor and expressed his gratefulness towards Dr. Fabella and all the members of the board. Dr. Fabella became emotional that I even cried as I watched him broke into tears. Flashes of the camera glittered in my face, and I knew that in the morning, all the news portal would feature our emotional moments.
"May I request the presence of my wife on the stage, please?" Sean's wide grin shone against the glaring rays of the flashing cameras aimed at him. The people squealed in thrill and excitement since Sean addressed me as his wife already.
I came up to the stage, wearing a clown's smile. I just felt that this marriage would never happen if Calla's greed would prevail. But the next question would be this, "Will I be happy with him despite knowing that I lived in his lies?"
A beautiful lady bearing a huge, silver key symbolizing the great responsibility came up after me. She passed it to Dr. Fabella and, with teary eyes and another emotional speech, passed it also in my hands. My lips curved downward, threatening me to give in and cry, but Sean came to my rescue and placed my head gently on his chest.
As his masculine scent penetrated my nostrils again, I suddenly found comfort while Sean rubbed my back.
"My darling puppy, you might forget that we are on the stage."

Author's note:
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Just when I thought I had successfully moved on from a loveless relationship, I realized I had made the same mistake again. I fell in love again with a kind and handsome billionaire, and I thought he was already the perfect man. Before our marriage took place, I learned about his deep secret--the secret that evolved around my identity. And the secret that shattered my respect for him.

I broke off our engagement and claimed everything that belonged to me. I hated him like he was the fiercest criminal in the world. I accused him as a thief, stripping him off from his once, dazzling glory.

But then, a particular event led me to the truth. Only to know that I was late already!

I found it really hard to sleep, I decided to write my essay. 
WHY I SHOULD BE THE CLASS PRESIDENT SET OF 2020.
            My name is Barbara Marvel Jesus. I am a final year student of Duncan high school. I am sixteen years old. 
            I write this essay to declare my intention to contest for the post of class president in the upcoming student council election. 
             I should be nominated for the post of a class president because I am a very diligent student, I carry out responsibilities earnestly and vigorously.
               Secondly, I am not a bully. It is no news that bullying makes school unbearable for the victim which can lead to truancy. I am bounded by strong anti-bullying policies and I believe that there should be equality among students. I do not believe in the theory that some students are special than others and that preference should be given to one student. Considering my strong anti-bullying and anti favouritism policies, I believe that I make a good leader. 
                 Speaking of leadership traits, I once attended a leadership training class during the summer of 2017 when I was in grade 9. I got four badges out of five available badges and even a certificate of leadership, the summer program helped me and changed my views on leadership. If given the opportunity, I promise to prove to be an exemplary leader and take Duncan high to greater heights. 
                Bad company they say corrupt good manners. I have clean records from my past and present schools. I am a good role model for students my age and younger. I also do not have bad friends or keep bad company. 
                  Service to humanity is one of my main philosophies and beliefs. I am a giver, am generous and magnanimous. In my former school, I have done a lot of fundraising programs for school clubs. I  was also a member of a voluntary organization for homeless and sick people.  
                  A wise once said and I quote" if you fail to plan, you plan to fail. I believe so much in having a good plan to everything you set to do in life and I am strongly against procrastination as I do not practice it. I should be nominated for the post of the class president in an upcoming student council election because I'more than ready to use my great planning skills and qualities to move the school forward.  
                      I'm a very honest and down-to-earth person and I'm not the type of person to squander money. I'm very careful with funds and know how to keep track of money. Being a public school, Duncan high school needs a president that is financially wise and know how to spend money judiciously. 
                     As a result of my confidence and great oratory skills, I can boldly represent the school at state and national levels. I believe so much in the power of words and I also believe that your voice is your greatest asset and weapon. 
                  A reader is a leader. I am an A-plus student and a great reader too. I'm an excellent student and I do all my school works diligently. Judging by my past and present records, if academic excellence is the basis of nomination, I should be considered the best for this post. 
                 I respect authority and I am not a very frequent offender. In addition, I believe so much in the power of constituted authority and if made one I promise not to misuse my authority. 
                 Humility, self-reliance, integrity, respect and truth in words and action are my watchwords.
                 All of the aforementioned factors and more is why I, Barbara Marvel Jesus should be nominated for the post of class president in the upcoming student council election.
I looked at my essay and felt pleased with myself. I folded the paper and placed it in between one of my books. I put the book and pen in my bag and laid on my bed to sleep. 
I found it even harder to sleep, I guessed it must have been a result of the coffee I drank with Principal McAllister earlier that night. I was never the type to drink coffee, I never acquired a taste for it. Then I remembered my dad, he was a great fan of coffee when he was alive. 
I missed my dad that night more than I had ever missed him before. After he died, I used to dream about him every night. In my dreams, he would sing me a lullaby and tuck me in bed. The dreams stopped a few months after he died. That night, I felt a sudden urge to see him and hold him so close to me. I checked my phone for pictures of my dad and me.

This great book tells the story of a young girl, Barbara Marvel Jesus otherwise Babe, Barb, Barbie, Barbara or simply Marvel as she enjoys being called. 
Babe is a sixteen years old girl who had to move from a big city like Allentown to a remote Duncan Town. The previous year, she lost her father who was a rich, successful pilot before his death and left her a fortune. As if moving to Duncan Town wasn't enough, she had a pedophilic stepfather and a disturbed older stepbrother to deal with. 
Duncan high school was the only schooling option she had. Popular kids, bullies, the power-thirsty, attention seekers and a psychotic principal are all elements of Duncan high. The pressure for the only spot in an all-expenses-paid scholarship by a generous donor is the high and Babe has to do the unthinkable to get through. Will she stick to her morals or will she give in to desperation? Will Babe ever get her head up? Will she survive or will she perish? Will she fall and never rise again? Will everything she touches ever turn to gold?
What happens when her stepfather gets a new habit? A new addiction? And her mum suffers from a life-threatening illness? What then she finds out the truth?
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Know the truth and the truth shall set you free......or haunt you forever?
Will she name and shame?
Will her family ever survive the storm? Is she ready for a whole new responsibility? Will she rise above her problems? Will she have the last laugh?
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If there is one thing life has taught me, it's that not every story has a happy ending?
 - Bojuwoye Ayoola


Babe's Diary is the book you should read this season. It's is realistic fiction, it talks about real-life issues and is directed to the general audiences. It's a book you can discover yourself in. The author brings you closer to the character and creates a connection such that you can substitute yourself in the book. There were times I found myself disagreeing with my own characters. It's like I am living the story and I think you should do the same, of course, it doesn't matter what I think....lol. I enjoyed writing this book so much and I hope you enjoy reading it. This book is # Child abuse # Romance # Teen # Tragedy. 
This book may be quite different from other books you have read but am positive in the end you will be glad reading it. I could rightly tag it the book of all times but I won't be so forward.... lmao. I'll leave you to decide, share this book if you agree. 
© This book is written by me @Bojuwoye Ayoola and is not a property of anyone but me. 
The cover image does not belong to me but to Inkstone™. 
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Muchas gracias Dios por la inspiración para escribir este libro.
I give thanks to the supreme being. My appreciation goes to my parents and siblings too and to all of my fans out there for the encouragement and support. Thank you so much. 
A big shout-out to Webnovel for the opportunity and I hope this book gets a front-page recommendation someday. 
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Send power stones too......Duncan High could really use a renovation...lmao. 
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The class leadership positions were chosen the same as what I knew, Liu Kexing was the class rep, Zhao Yanyan was the group secretary, Xie Wei was the study commissary. The sports commissary was a sports specialty student called Li Dahu, his academic lessons were terrible, and we were always the last few in grades.

After announcing the class leadership positions, Ye Xiaoxiao got the male leaders to go to the staff office to carry books. Watching Liu Kesheng and co. walk out of the classroom full of pride, I found it rather humorous, they really are a bunch of kids, thinking that they became some sort of important official, in reality they were just a long term work that would work for the teacher without payment.

I flipped the textbook with the fragrance of ink, a nostalgic feeling emerged in my mind. Perhaps it is only a smell that people that have been students would remember, after working, I had to read a lot of books everyday, but never smelled this ink fragrance again.

Zhao Yanyan looked at my actions of smelling every single textbook in confusion, she also opened the textbook and smelled it, and asked confusingly, "Liu Lei, what are you smelling?"

I was lost in a daydream and so I answered without much thought, "Ink fragrance, after some years have past, you'll understand after you've grown up."

Zhao Yanyan looked at me as if I was an alien, "You're so weird, acting as if you're a lot older than me."

I freaked out and immediately laughed dryly, "Not really, I just heard it from a gege."

"Oh!" Zhao Yanyan nodded.

After seeing everyone receiving the books, Ye Xiaoxiao said to us, "Wrap up the books tonight with either kraft or calendar paper, no patterns on the wrapper. It'll be checked in class tomorrow!"

I was a bit speechless, isn't it just a textbook? Why put so much emphasis on it? We're in high school already, and yet we're treated like we're in primary school, but seeing no objections, I didn't say anything either. After all, the school was still the world of the teachers, who would dare to oppose them? Even though I was dissatisfied, I could only follow instructions.
The morning passed by quickly, and Guo Qing, who was sitting in front of me, asked me to have lunch with him. It seems like even though I had been reborn, history hadn't changed, we became great friends after Guo Qing and I had lunch. An unhappy thought emerged in my head, if history didn't change, then Zhao Yanyan still wouldn't become my girlfriend.

"What happened to you?" Guo Qing asked kindly after thinking I was sick due to seeing my face become stark white.

I shook my head, I'll think about those things in the future later. At least I got Guo Qing, who's a great friend, I couldn't help but admit that he extremely loyal. When we were in the second year, someone from Class D called Yu Wenrui bullied me, Guo Qing, who was usually cowardly, took up a chair and fought with him, but was beaten badly by Yu Wenrui causing him to unable to school for a week. However, he told me afterwards that if he had a chance to choose again, he would still rush in without thinking.

"Bro, you're good, the class beauty is now your desk mate!" seeing I was fine, Guo Qing started to chat with me again.

"Of course! I did tell you that she'll become my desk mate before!" I proclaimed shamelessly.

"Che, keep boasting. You got lucky, but let me tell you, if you actually have an interest in her, you have to make your move as soon as possible!" In my previous life, Guo Qing was the only person in high school that knew that I like Zhao Yanyan, he often liked to help me come up with plans when I was free, but I never dared to do anything.

Thinking to this point, I started laughing dryly, Guo Qing was deserving to have become my best friend, he noticed that I like Zhao Yanyan after knowing me for less than a day. However, what I said during seating arrangements was already so obvious that only idiots wouldn't understand.

Seeing that I didn't reply, Guo Qing anxiously said, "Don't tell me you have no interest, let me tell you, there are a lot of people in our class interested in her. In the morning I heard several boys in front of me talking about your desk mate! Our class rep also seems interested in her, since he kept looking over to your side when they were handing out books.
I opened my eyes wide and stared at Guo Qing in wonder. You managed to figure that out. Guo Qing isn't just a bit talented. But I knew, this kid was the same as me, he had a bunch of plans in private, yet would chicken out when it comes to taking action. In my previous life, we often discussed in private about how to become the center of attention, but we were still nobodies when we graduated from high school.

We discussed topics we were both interested in when we ate, although my personality changed greatly from my previous life, in my subconscious, Guo Qing was my best friend. After a meal, we already became buddies that could talk about everything. Of course, this everything was limited to Guo Qing, if I told him everything I would scare this teen so much that he would have mental issues.

When I returned to the classroom, I found Liu Kesheng sitting on my my chair, and was talking delightedly to my wife I decided on. Zhao Yanyan was clearly uninterested in what he was saying, and was flipping the textbook that was handed out today, only occasionally nodding to Liu Kesheng.

This guy really took actions quickly, and sat on my spot when I wasn't here. I walked by my seat and tapped the desk twice, and coldly said, "Excuse me."

Liu Kesheng was in the middle of speaking, and seeing my disruption, he said impatiently, "I'm discussing about the future of the class with the group secretary, wait a bit!"

I replied expressionlessly, "It's lunch time, you have no right in interfering with my stuff. If you want to talk about work, then please change a location!"

Liu Kesheng didn't think I would say that, and stood up unhappily. It should be known that he was also the class representative in middle school and people didn't dare to oppose his words, since just saying a bad thing about you to the class tutor was terrible.

Liu Kesheng snorted, and left. He didn't forget to stare at me, who dared to challenge his authority, in the eye.

Seeing Liu Kesheng leave, Zhao Yanyan said to me quietly, "Why did you talk to him like that, aren't you scared of him complaining about you to Ye laoshi?"

I laughed with disdain, "Then let him!"

Zhao Yanyan thought I was angry from my expression, and immediately explained, "Liu Lei, don't misunderstand, I'm not reprimanding you, I'm just scared that——"
Before she finished, I spoke to her with s smile, "Of course I misunderstood, I thought that fellow was disturbing my beautiful desk mate, so I chased him away."

"You!" Zhao Yanyan didn't think my expression would change that fast, nor I would be so straightforward. In truth, Zhao Yanyan already understood why Liu Kesheng was talking to her, she was already the target of admiration for many boys, so she understood Liu Kesheng's goal just after a few words. She just didn't think I would see through it, causing her to blush and turned her head away, "I'm not going to care about you anymore!"

I pretended to not care, and started humming a pop song that I hard in my previous life. I peaked at Zhao Yanyan, who was pretending to read, and I cold tell from her expression that she was clearly listening to my song.

A teen was still too soft in my eyes, there was no way on competing against me, an old fox that was used to reading emotions in the business industry. As I expected, Zhao Yanyan finally couldn't resist turning and asked, "Liu Lei, what song are you singing? How did I never heard of it?"

"Yi Sheng You Ni. You haven't heard it?" I asked casually. No, of course she hasn't heard it before, this song was only popularized after 2003. It is an old song to me, but it was a song that didn't exist in this era for Zhao Yanyan.

Yi Sheng You Ni? Zhao Yanyan blushed, she wasn't sure if Liu Lei said it deliberately or if there really is such a song. What was Yi Sheng You Ni, isn't this way too blunt? But seeing my attitude, she didn't retort.

"No," Zhao Yanyan shook her head. "But it is pretty good, who is it sung by?"

"This —— This, I also forgot about it!" I was also a bit unsure of what to say, I couldn't tell her that it is by Shiu Mu Nian Hua right, in this era, Shiu Mu Nian Hua was probably in high school like me.

"Oh! I wanted to buy a tape with it," Zhao Yanyan nodded her head in disappointment.

"But ——" I said replied seriously, "If you give me the money for a tape, I can sing it for you anytime."

Seeing my seriousness, Zhao Yanyan didn't think I would say that, she glanced a me a bit, but didn't say anything, then she looked down and stopped talking to me while pretending to study.
After this pointless chatter, my relationship with Zhao Yanyan also improved quite a bit. I was already very hapy with this effect, I have spoken more to her in this one day than the three years of high school in my previous life.

I didn't plan to build any kind of relationship with her in one day, although I was very confident, since getting a girl simple and easy, but getting too hasty with anything would only have the opposite effect. I did know this.

He died on the wedding of the girl he had a crush on, after a long and successful career. After convincing Yama to send him back to the world, he decides to fix the areas in which his life went wrong. Realizing the lack of love and romance in his past life, he sets out to conquer the hearts of various women.

PS

I do not own this novel

I just want to save this novel from oblivion since I always saw the "So Pure, So Flirtatious" but no VPAA novel associated with, because this novel is its Prequel.

The people of the upper clan have always been seen as warriors, fearless warriors. They are rich and have lots of trees which they turn into timber and ship out to make money. Because of their landscapes, people travel far and wide to come visit the place. The clan live high up on the mountains, surrounded by beautiful trees. They have beautiful waterfalls as well where most tourist visit. The clan are hospitable to outsiders but they can stand the other clan they share a border with. Specifically, the lower clan.
They follow one simple rule. Never get yourself involved with a member of the lower clan.

There are a group of men and women who they call the elders. The make the rules, which every member of the clan must follow including the leader. Any time there was a decision to be made, the leader must seek the counsel of the elders before that decision will be carried out. No leader has ever gone against the elders and no one dared to speak against them as anyone who dared to do so, disappeared the next day.

The leadership is given to the strongest family of the clan. For decades, the leadership has been with the Creeds. They proved themselves to be the best of the best among the warriors. Their family always produced the strongest male and female warriors every time. They were also one of the richest and most respected families of all time. Some of the family members were part of the elders so they were feared as well. No one ever went against them.

The current Creed family are the leaders. They managed the clan like true leaders. They were loved by both the young and the old and truly admired. The Creed children were a sight to behold. They were all beautiful children. Oldest child, Arnold is very handsome. He is the next leader of the upper clan. He has dark long hair which reaches his shoulders. His eyes are green in colour and his skin is a bit lighter than all members of his family. He carries himself around as a true leader. He is shy and an introvert, unlike his brothers who are both extroverts. He always locks himself in the great library where the ancient books are stored.

He is a great warrior whose skills on the battlefield leaves everyone wondering if he is truly 18. In his young years, he has fought 4 battles and helped to win all of them. The last battle was led by him and he won. As a leader in waiting, his parents, Norman and Wilhelmina wishes he was married since he is of age. But he has never had time for girls. After his parents tried setting him up with daughters of their friends but that yielded to nothing. Eventually, they left him alone. All the young women on the clan wanted to be with him but he did not want to be with any of them.

His brothers, both 16 and 14 respectively are both handsome as well. Charlie, the second oldest has dark hair like Arnold and have the most beautiful dark eyes like his mother as Peter had blue eyes like his father. Both boys are warriors as well. But their parents never wanted Peter out on the field. Funny enough they pushed Arnold on the field as soon he turned 14. Maybe it was because he is the next leader.

Arnold never complained when his parents started training him at the age of 10. At that age, most of the children were allowed to behave like children their age. They only started training when they turned 12 and have their first battle when they are deemed ready by the elder in charge of battle strategies. His parents pushed him always to do better than his peers. He also pushed himself to learn more and to fight more. In no time, he became the best.

He was a climber, a swordsman and even an archer. They had guns but were never allowed to use it. They were told guns were always the last resort. So they used the swords, the daggers and the bow and arrows. Those were weapons tht were permitted to use. Arnold knew how to successfully use any of them. His brothers looked up to him and admired him so much, especially Peter.

Arnold taught his brothers almost everything he knew about the battlefield and fighting. He always had a surprise move whenever he trained with both boys making him always win over them.

" Why do you always give me a surprise attack whenever we train? It's not fair," Peter complained one time when they were training.

Arnold stood over him with his arms crossed as he laughed at him. Peter was seated on the ground with a pout on his face. Arnold stretched his arm towards his younger brother, who took it with an annoyed look on his face. Arnold pulled peter up with just one hand as he stood straight and stared him in the face.

"What is the rule I have always told you about your opponents?" Arnold asked, trying to suppress his laughter.

" Never underestimate your opponent no matter what," Peter answered.

"Very good. Always remember that rule and you will stay alive on the battlefield."

Peter nodded, understanding what his brother meant. He knows arnold doesn't have fun humiliating him during training, he just wants him to be the best as well. So, since that day Peter trained so that he would be the best like his brother.

Just like all upper clan members, Arnold hated the members of the lower clans. He hated everything about the clan. He saw them as weak and not worth his time. He felt they were nothing compared to the upper clan. Unfortunately he would be in for a big surprise which will turn his life around before he knows what hit him.

All upper clan members felt they were better than lower clan members but they would all swallow their pride soon when they actually see what the lower clan members can do.

Arnold and Drake are both leaders of opposing clans. Arnold is the leader of the upper clan, which is known to be the most powerful and wealthiest clan. He is powerful, fearless and ruthless to his enemies and the outside world but to his friends, he is caring, kind and very shy. Drake is the leader of the lower clan, which is known to be weak. No one knows that the lower clan is very powerful and they like it that way. Both clans have been fighting each other for centuries and hate each other. So, how did their leaders become friends?

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