Just a bunch of writing assignments from school that I thought I should post on my Wattpad.

Zander Black is an average and insecure high school boy. Life is normal, and he is normal. That is until he wakes up in a grand mansion with 500 other similarly aged children. Knowing no one, he must survive in this unknown place which is considered a ‘school’. But what type of school is it?

“First assignment: ‘Vigilante Justice’.”

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This story may not have a clear genre, I hope it won’t only be dark, but also a bit humorous.

Hey guys, it's Kodiak. I want to apologize for my wonky update schedule. 

I am a Sophomore in high school. I'm taking all honors and AP classes except for 2 of my electives. I live in America, but my school does classes based of an England curriculum.

Spanish 1
AICE General Papers = An AP writing class basically
Pre-AICE Math 3 = Honors Geometry 
Pre-AICE Chemistry = Honors Chemistry
AP United States History (APUSH) 
Dance (my favorite class)
AP Psychology 

HERE IS THE KICKER THOUGH: I am supposed to be a freshman because I was bumped up a grade. So I just turn 15 and I am a sophomore taking sophomore and junior classes. It's fun. I have all As and Bs and a 67% D in Chem. 

With the studying and homework from these classes, as well as starting to move in the middle of the school year, my time is pretty... limited... to say the least.

My family is moving from Florida to Maryland. Financially, we can't afford to keep living in Florida, so we're moving. 

I'm stressed to say the least. We are packing the house all day tomorrow. My dad is leaving for Maryland on Sunday to start work and find a place to live. 

On top of my Anxiety, Depression, and mooorree, my mental health and creativity is going down hill from the stress.

ALL IN ALL: I'm sorry again for the lack of uploads, I'm trying to write, yknow. 

I hope you guys are enjoying the story so far though. Please leave suggestions in the comments for ways to take this story.

Thanks for listening to my long winded explanation and apology. 

I love you all! 💜
-Kodiak

December 31, 2019

Fuck. It's just that tonight, I just felt that my high school life in my science school is really ending in just 3 months. I'm happy but sad at the same time, because I won't get to see the usual people that helped me through my darkest times. 

I just studied in that school for only 2 years, and I didn't get to be close to the other people who I find to be interesting. Fuck. Why do I suck at socializing? Why do I freeze when I speak to people? I can't do this anymore. It's my ego that's destroying my life. 

Throughout my 18 years of existence, I always had my ego to be pessimistic, leading me to play safe in all things. To beat my fucking ego is my goal to upcoming decade. This pessimistic whore is always trying to make me think negative things all throughout my course of life. My ego always gave me fucking insecurities which I don't deserve. 

I hate my life. As far as I'm typing this chapter, I began to realize how introvert I have been in front of the students of my school. I didn't even show my funny and confident side. I can't even approach them and ask questions that have been stuck in my head. Shit, shit, shit. What a mess I've done this 2019.

It's hard to leave a solid impression in front of many people in my last year, because there's only 3 months left. I didn't even had time to myself to confess to my crushes. I didn't even manage to spoke to some of my crushes through my 2 years time frame in this school. Fuck. Why are these running in my head all over again? Why am I procrastinating my brain cells in this last day of 2019? What have I done in this decade.

Shit, hopefully this book will have its deserved recognition in the future. This book is the only optimistic thing that my ego has done for me. Not to brag, but I sometimes look up to myself when I became popular in the future. I always imagine what I look like in front of many magazines like Time, Forbes, etc. I wonder how it feels like to be interviewed by various talk show personalities like Jimmy Kimmel, Jimmy Fallon, and James Corden. I wonder how does it feel to be in the podcast of Joe Rogan talking inspirational shit about my success, or maybe, I'll be in Ted Talks. Ahhhh, why is it so cool to be famous and highly honored person.

I'm a big dreamer and I always think to myself on ways of achieving success. I really have to work hard into it. Everytime I check out YouTube, I always find it curious on how YouTubers became famous and popular. I often watch their old videos and see how they sparked into success. I saw one YouTuber that has only one popular video, but it led into a domino of success.

Everyday, I always say to myself to never give up and pursue my passion. Writing this book is an example. Even though I'm sleepy as fuck now, I still force myself to pursue and finish this chapter with a good last paragraph. To be honest, my last chapter was terrible. That "just kidding" thing is just a random thing that pops out in my brain.  

I can't believe we are a few hours away from 2020. To be honest, I see this decade as a year of growing as a full human. Of course, for a 17 year old boy like me, this kind of growing comes in physically also, but the mental and emotional part really hit me hard. Man, I'm so glad I got to undergo on the additional 2 years in my Filipino curriculum (K-12), because it lead me to meet people that thought me great life lessons. I even acknowledge the people who I made a little conflict with, because they're the real ones that slap me to reality. They taught me how to be a human without hurting other people's feelings. 

Man, I lowkey love this world. This makes me truly believe that there's a Creator in this universe that controls our way of things in life. It's perfect. Sometimes I get downs, but sooner, I came to realize that "Wow, thank you Lord for giving me this shit. It created a character development within myself."

As 2020 fast approaches to our door, I just want to acknowledge all the things that happen this 2019. Man, it's been a tough year for me, especially to the person I talked about last chapter. Let's just call her Jennifer (not her real name). Jennifer gave me joy that was missing in these past few years of my existence, but she also gave me despair that I never felt in my junior high school life. In fact, she became one of the reasons that inspires me to write this book. She's the woman that made me realize to pursue my passion more. Sadly, she's also the one that broke my heart. 

Nevermind, let's move on. I don't wanna talk shit about her, because I don't want to make her look "antagonizing" in this book, because that's not what she used to be. Maybe, we only had a few misunderstandings that even I didn't manage to realize it. Past is past, and we should not linger to it. I'll just open up about her soon if I'm in the mood of writing into it. Right now, I just wanna enjoy my last 2019 with my 2% phone together with my chill bed. 

I'm glad that this decade will end smoothly. Thank you for giving me friends that I didn't expect to be a big blessing for me. Thank you for the pain and mistakes that happened to me, hopefully it won't happen to me in the next decade. I never expected to have this rollercoaster decade (right now, I mean it literally).

What's up 2020? Bring. It. On.

The daily adventures of Greg, a lazy procrastinator who is battling against his anxiety and depression.

we are make arrengements for my school exams and i learn that our mentor has a  background becuse it was smoother than i thought we are staying in london for 6 months
"shall we do exam after one or two week for your studies or do you want tomorrow "
"i want to do tomorrow sir "
i think he did not expect that answer from me i can t judge him giving first to highschool exams all doing by 5 years old boy i would think  
boy is spoiled and liar but maybe  his disase and i don t know why he is making 
it with out asking
-------------------------door opens------------------------------
"welcome sir what do you want to do?"
there was brown hair receptionist lady she has brown eyes and beuty face

"thankyou lady we want to oppen account for
stocks and can we take one cup of cafee and orange juice for boy"
"yes sir immediately "
after sitting here and investing my money 
we were crossing over a old and very conflicti g old bar it was very weird that nobody did not giving attention and there were board writing
'Leaky couldron' i stopped here for 2 minutes 
very confused 
i said that my inner voices 
'@#&## harry potter world what the ##@$@ ?
okay calm down it could be worse it could be
some martial arts world'
"jhonatan jhonatan!  why are you just looking
a music storage?"
principle call my name with high voice ı forgot that normal people can t see
"ı am uuuuuu....  looking for bird "
"don t waste my time follow me"
after going hotel we sleep tomorrow i have exam
there was a empty room and 5 people waiting for me 
"is that kid jason? he should be very special that you use connections"
there was middle aged man with fedora and 80 style suit he looked me very interesting eyes
"you see it charles kid special or not"
"than lets begin"
after taking exams from them i started write fast speed they dumbfounded from my writing but i dont know they changed curriculum i write with my future information
after i finished 8 th class lesson one if them looked like say something but they stoped by others and my durability start to be spent but thanks for my magic(power mystery solved) i accomplish it
i am still five years old it was expected
my exam last for six hours and when i finished all of it they looked me like i am monster and i did not realize that my hand bleeding
------------------observers pov(after exam)-------------
we are dumbfounded 5 years old kid very ordinary looking came to us today by our  friend jason and he told us he want to taking exams for skip class we laugh to him it was a good joke but everything changed when kid start exam he was writing like he  know everything with out second looking and we looked his paper little bit and it was detailed and correct after thirth hour one of us want to
told to him exam continue tommorow but we stop him becuse kid hand was bleed ordinary
kids would cry for it but that kid eyes are very focused when you look his eyes it s like endless dark well

that day we decided to go drink but after seeing child like that "we all same ha lets looked what did he write"
after we check the exams child answers are above the truth it was not a genius it was monster second tesla  no no it was far from
 einstein or any scientist and after we check exams we decied to graduated him from highschool but our wish was graduated him from universty we don t know where jason find him we decided to protect him from information leaking 
######  HANDSOME AUTHOR   #########
my relasing schedule is very random so i can relased it any time 
I am waiting for your comments and power stone for support maybe it can make me faster

after he died left a lot of legacy but he did not leave one thing his brain 
education and moments he spend what will  bring to him 

ı am not owner harry potter or somethihg like that
your comments are valuable

Kitsume's PoV:

So we arrived at the school, Klein and Allie told me "You will return home immediately after the class is finish ok?"
I replied "Kay." in a cute voice
Then they replied "Okay then, we will go now. Oh and remember be good. and befriend someone that is good"
"Ok." Kitsume

Then they returned to their work. around 5 minutes later the teacher came, and we introduced ourselves. Heck I didn't even bother to remember their names except for the Teacher. And he is the village chief Zack Geirsson, and I checked his stats. 
Zack Geirsson
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Title: Ex-Adventurer, Village Chief, 
Job: Teacher
Class: Battlemage
Level: 20
Hp: 21,000
Hp regen: 40/sec
Stamina: 10,000
Stamina Regen: 26/sec
Mp: 1,700
Mp regen: 10/sec
Rank: B
Luck: 9
Str: 95 
Agi: 40 
Wis: 56 
Int: 60
End: 57
Dex: 59
Character Description: 
The strongest person in the village of Berlau.
A village chief, A teacher, And a Loving Father.

After our introductions, we started the class. the topic was Language, Writing/Calligraphy, and Math.
I didn't listen because Allie already teach me those. and I upgraded this skills to max already. But still Zack noticed that I wasn't listening. Then he asked me "Astrom what is 35+70"
I replied "It's 105 teacher"....."Oh your good then, I didn't know that you we're listening. Now let's go back to our topic."

So after school was finished, I returned home as promised. Then I and Dad trained again at the forest while Mom was cooking, after the training we returned home, ate, after I finished eating I slept, and when it was already Midnight I change my clothes, and used body transformation again and made a clone who will be sleeping. And I started hunting at Amethyn, Again.

After that I returned home, and deactivated my clone and reverted back my body to that of my child form. And when Klein and Allie woke up they prepared breakfast. And woke me up. And I got back to school again. I did this for 5 years, and I learned many information in School, such as you can't go to a magic school if you are 12 years old and below. That you can register as an adventurer in the age of 7. and many other information about this world. and I learned some useful magics.
and gained 30 levels while hunting monsters at Amethyn.
...........
5 Years Time Skip, Berlau, Kitsume's POV:
The sun was rising, and I woke up Klein and Allie. When we finished eating breakfast. I said.

"Mom, Dad, I'm leaving the village."

"Why?" Klein 

"I want to become an adventurer. and I want to enter a Magic Academy when I'm 13." I replied

"Ok, then which magic academy, will you join to? Drasonia, Academy, Which boasts their combat effectiveness of their magic? , Zaemmarth, Academy, who is boasting how good they are at Crafting magical items? Stroxwyce, Academy, which boasts about it's curriculum about battlemages? or the last one Ashmoor, Academy, Which is the most balance.?" Klein

"I think I'll pick ashmoor, cause it has the most balance curriculum in this 4 academies" I replied

"ok then there will be a caravan coming next month in the village, it's destination will be the town of Didenhilt. and we will have a match if you can't beat me, Don't even think about leaving the village." Klein

Then I Helped Klein in his hunting, Then returned home and slept.
............................
Lavarune, Before Kitsume was even born, Near The Village of Coragan, Wilhelms POV:

I woke up in a forest alone, and I have this strange thing which I can see. It calls itself a system. I don't know why but, I don't have any memories, but then I just opened up my inventory and saw 5 books which are Magic Manipulation for Dummies, World of Azeroth Introduction, A Book on explaining every races on Azeroth, Math Caligraphy and Language of Azeroth, and the final book EVERY KINDS OF FIRE MAGIC Tier 1-10. and my inventory has a Strange Looking Fruit. I pressed the fruit and it came out in my inventory, I read the description and known the name of this fruit it was an Angel Fruit, it was called Honei Honei no Mi (Bone Bone Fruit), the appearance was a Rotten Apple with swirls and a skull. The system says.

It's a Logia type, and has the power to Allow the user to control fossils and the dead, when struck the user shatters into bones and can reconstruct themselves, can use bones as armor, a shield, or a weapon as well as reanimate the dead. Similar to a necromancer. Note: With great concentration can control the living. and its has no weaknesses.
So I just ate the fruit, and after that a window popped up

Congratulations You Gained 5 levels, And Gained the power of the Bone Bone Fruit.
As a gift to your new found power the system gifts to you the 'BOOK OF NECROMANCY'

then I closed the window and continue checking my inventory, And there was 4 items left which was a long black trouser, a black shirt, a black combat boots, and a  black Long trench coat.
they have this self-cleaning, and self repairing features and I notice a paper in the pocket of my trench coat saying. 
'Hello, after equipping all this items please check your character stats, and if you  want to know who you are find me at RAVENFALL'
So after reading it, I curiously opened my character stats.

Wilhelm
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Title: Wanderer
Age: 24
Job: None
Class: 
Level: 6
Hp: 70,000
Hp regen: 1,000/sec
Mp: 70,000
Mp regen: 1,000/sec
Stamina: 70,000
Stamina regen: 1,000/sec
Rank: G
Luck: 99
Str: 500
Agi: 500
Wis: 500
Int: 500
End: 500
Dex: 500
Character Description:
A pitiful human.

'What is this description, Pitiful? Why?' why do I need to be pitied?' I thought
And then I just ignore my character description, and looked at my map and my current location was the cursed woods. so I rest for a bit and tried to master my Fruit gained abilities.
After Using my Fruit gained ability, I finally Mastered it, and I managed to create a bone sword, and it costs around 1,500 stamina to make one. and it is stronger than a Rare weapon that is tier 2. and read the book about this world.
I learned from the book that the stat. of an average creature is 100 below.
meaning I'll be an A rank adventurer if I wan't to be one of them.
'nice' it was what I thought. then I just started reading the other book's from a high tree, but then I heard a loud scream.

"HELP!!!!!!!!!!!" ???
I thought 'nah not helping them they will just ruin my day'
Then I heard the scream again "PLEASE ANYONE HELP US!!!!" ???

Then I was struggling in my brain thinking if I should help or no.

In the heart of the city stood a magnificent building.
The office of the Lord of Mo Immortal Castle's secretary, the Lady of the Castle, was on the top floor. The huge French windows offered a panoramic view of the city, and especially in the evening, the night lights in the city's central district could make a person feel nostalgic.
It was eight o'clock in the morning.
A woman with her hair pinned up and wearing black old-fashioned attire stood in front of a window, her eyebrows knitted and her gaze a little blank.
Upon reaching the office, the Lady had received bad news — her subordinate Ah You's life sign had disappeared!
Everyone who worked at Mo Immortal Castle had their souls branded by the Lord, which allowed them to be monitored using a unique life detector. If a life sign suddenly disappeared, it meant one of two things: either the soul brand had been cleansed, or the person was dead…
The Lady of the Castle had been well aware of Ah You's plan since it had been her idea to send Ah You to take revenge on Song Qingshu.
In the end, both Song Qingshu and Ah You's soul brands had disappeared!
Just because of one Song Qingshu, she had actually lost her two beloved generals…
The Lady of the Castle found it hard to accept this result.
Furthermore, she didn't dare assume that Song Qingshu was truly dead.
According to the life detector, Song Qingshu's soul brand had vanished, but they couldn't rule out the possibility that this guy might have found a way to remove it.
While she was pondering this, the clear glass of the French window turned hazy. Seeing the black shadow that appeared in the window, the Lady's eyes widened and she bowed slightly with some trepidation. "Lord!"
As the black shadow spoke, its voice echoed repeatedly as it seemed to come out of an ethereal void. "I see that Song Qingshu's soul brand has disappeared. Is he dead then?" 
Lowering her head, the Lady of the Castle solemnly answered, "We have yet to confirm it."
"This time, because of a mere foot soldier, we've again lost two top generals. You must reflect on this…"
"Yes, Lord."
The Lady clasped her fists in a salute to the black shadow. "This subordinate will uncover the truth as soon as possible. I'll personally bring people to investigate right away. If Song Qingshu is truly dead, we should be able to find traces of the body-dissolving fluid at the coordinates where his life sign vanished."
"Actually, I had always suspected that there was someone supporting him behind the scenes. The deaths of Great Saint and Second Saint back then, as well as Third Saint's betrayal, is a warning to us. You must be very careful this time. From now on, no more mistakes are allowed in my Mo Immortal Castle…"
"Lord, please rest assured. Even if there is someone behind Song Qingshu, not just anyone can shake Mo Immortal Castle's current foundations — given the Lord's strength, as long as we can find the stone ghost mask, it'll only be a matter of time before you conquer the world."
The Lord nodded. "Mm, the matter of the stone ghost mask must be clearly investigated as soon as possible."
Just then, the black shadow of the Lord on the French window unexpectedly shuddered, and then there was a miserable "Ah!" cry in the void. Right after that, the black shadow didn't even say farewell before directly dissipating into nothingness.
The Lady of the Castle was completely dumbfounded!
Had the Lord come under attack?
"Lord? Lord?"
The Lady tried to call him twice.
After about ten seconds or so, the black shadow reappeared on the French window, and she heard the voice of the Lord in the void once again. "… It was nothing, just a little accident. My long range projector ran out of battery! The newbie forgot to charge it last night, and he even spilled coffee on my pants! Fortunately, they're waterproof!"
The Lady: "…"
...
Considering the relationship between Headmaster Jin of No. 59 High School and Headmaster Chen of No. 60 High School, both of whom were from the same sect, the relationship between the two schools was actually quite close. It was just that over the last few years, the students had started to become more competitive with each other. However, since the last spirit sword exchange meet, the relationship between the two schools had improved significantly.
Somehow, Wang Ling felt very strange seeing He Bufeng and Tang Jingze again.
In No. 59 High School back then, one had been the fearsome Senior Buliang, and the other was the president of the student union who had always been able to find fault with others. After the four-day spirit sword exchange meet, both their bad dispositions had similarly disappeared. Since then, they had embarked on the study road day after day, sticking to the path of cultivation core values.
The first two classes in the morning were Teacher Pan's Dao talismans course.
The pace of study in both schools was pretty much the same. There was no pressure for He Bufeng to learn at all, while Tang Jingze was an old senior who was about to graduate, and so knew the high school curriculum like the back of his hand.
"After the first few weeks of study, I believe everyone has an appropriate understanding of the four main talismans. The focus of the midterm exam will be the guiding talisman, which is a function-type talisman. Today, I'm going to talk to you about utilizing the extended functions of talismans."
At this point, everyone basically already knew that Teacher Pan was going to start teaching outside of the class syllabus again.
"What I'm going to talk to you about today is the meditation talisman."
Hearing this, Wang Ling couldn't help raising his eyebrow. This was a talisman that was very difficult to make. Meditation could project something relevant from the future into the air and help a person gain some enlightenment on what would be in store for them. But the chances of succeeding in this was extremely low due to the high degree of difficulty involved in making the meditation talisman.
After mixing cinnabar and spirit water together, Teacher Pan spread open the yellow talisman paper and began to conduct a preliminary demonstration. She focused her spirit energy into the writing brush and furrowed her brow as she carefully wrote on the yellow paper to ensure that there was no mistake in the sigils — the slightest error could directly lead to the meditation talisman not working.
After about three minutes, Teacher Pan put the brush aside and injected spirit energy into the yellow talisman. "Everyone, watch carefully…"
A moment later, the yellow talisman danced in the air and projected the image of a pretty, colorful skirt, which was a little out of sync with Teacher Pan's solemn and staid style…
She pushed up her glasses. "This is a magic skirt that I bought on Moubao[1] a few days ago."
The demonstration had been successful, but what did the pretty skirt symbolize? Even Teacher Pan herself wasn't very clear on what kind of story would happen around the skirt. The meditation talisman could show keys things of the future, but a person had to use their imagination to guess what they represented.
After that, Teacher Pan distributed a set of tools for making talismans to each student. "Now, students, try it for yourselves based on the earlier procedure."
The classroom erupted in activity once again.
The spell for the meditation talisman was intricate and really tested a person's finesse at writing; if the thickness of the written sigils was just a little different, the spell could fail.
Even Tang Jingze, the old senior from No. 59 High School, had wasted several sheets of yellow talisman papers, and he couldn't help but frown; this was too difficult!
But in an inadvertent attempt, the yellow talisman on Dopey Guo's desk suddenly hummed and gave out a burst of light.
Master of Dopey looked at the floating yellow talisman in disbelief. "Did… did I do it?"
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the air… a brief moment later, a faint image appeared.
"What's this?"
Feather Lin stared curiously at the object that had appeared; it looked a lot like a mushroom fungus with a head on both ends. The top was shaped like a mouth, while there was a small hole in the bottom, and the entire thing looked very glossy…
"…" When all the boys saw it, they were immediately stunned.
Master of Dopey coughed. "Do you know the taisui mushroom? This thing is our family's ancestral roulingzhi[2]!"
Wang Ling: "…" I cannot f*cking believe you!
[1] Moubao is probably a play on Taobao, the giant Chinese online shopping website.
[2] This is based on a hilarious story where a local reporter had been sent to a small village to investigate a strange fungi-like object which villagers had dug up. A villager claimed it was a type of lingzhi mushroom called the taisui. What the villagers and reporter didn't realize was that this mystery mushroom was in fact a masturbation toy with an artificial vagina on one end and an artificial anus on the other. Needless to say, after the news report aired, it was an instant hit, and the word roulingzhi, or 'fleshy lingzhi mushroom,' was coined in recognition of this comedy gold.


As a cultivation genius who has achieved a new realm every two years since he was a year old, Wang Ling is a near-invincible existence with prowess far beyond his control. But now that he’s sixteen, he faces his greatest battle yet - Senior High School. With one challenge after another popping up, his plans for a low-key high school life seem further and further away...
Wang Ling: I just want to eat my crispy noodle snacks in peace...
Father Wang: If you're careless enough to destroy the country, it’s coming out of your pocket money. 
Wang Ling: It’s not my fault that the backlash from punching me kills you.
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Tags: comedy, school, cultivation, tsundere, popular culture, almighty protagonist, action

Qiao Nan was finally willing to take the three letters back from Xu Tingting. "But Xu Tingting, it's best that you remember this. Today's matter is not over. If this happens again, I will not give you any more prior warning. Please be mentally prepared for the consequences."
Having that said, Qiao Nan simply went back to the classroom without looking at Xu Tingting.
Looking at the three letters in her hands, except for the letter from Zhai Sheng, she actually wanted very much to tear away the other two letters from Chen Jun.
After some consideration, Qiao Nan knitted her brows and simply ignored the two letters from Chen Jun. She then opened the letter from Zhai Sheng to read it. The content of the letter was very simple. In short, it said 'No puppy love'.
If Qiao Nan dared to do that, he would definitely 'deal' with her when he came back from the army.
The serious tone, strict manner, and threatening way that the message was conveyed in the letter stunned Qiao Nan. When she's with Zhu Baoguo, she felt like she had a son. But in front of Brother Zhai, why did she feel like she had another father?
In her impression, there were already three people who warned her not to get involved in a romantic relationship in high school. Coincidentally, these three people were her 'son' and two 'fathers'.
"What are you looking at?" Zhu Baoguo sat down, sulking.
"Nothing." Qiao Nan folded the letter calmly and placed it back into the envelope. She did not understand. Had she done anything in particular recently to make these three men of different ages so worried about her that they had to 'remind' her out of 'good intention' simultaneously?
"Is there really nothing? I heard someone wrote to you. Who was it?" Zhu Baoguo had the ears of the great monkey sage. He actually knew about this matter just as Qiao Nan got to know about it.
"Who do you think it was?" Qiao Nan flipped her book. "Someone told me that I'm still young and it's not appropriate to be romantically involved."
"Oh?" Then that must not be Chen Jun. "Who's so wise as to have observed your behavior and give you such advice? This is a real friend. Xiao Qiao, you can interact more with this friend."
"Crap." Qiao Nan rolled her eyes at Zhu Baoguo and ignored him thereafter. She started to read her books conscientiously.
"Teacher Liu is here. Oh yes, have you all heard about the results for the monthly exams?"
"Nope. Did you receive any news?"
"Yes, I heard that the top scorer in the cohort is from our class."
"That goes without saying. We're in class one. If the top scorer of the cohort is not from our class, do we still deserved to be called class one? Guess, who came in first in the cohort?"
"That… Isn't Qiao Nan the top scorer in the middle school examination?"
"Hmm, will she be the top scorer forever just because she clinched the top place in the middle school examination? It's hard to say. After all, the curriculum between junior high school and senior high school is very different. The difficulty level is also higher in senior high school." Xu Tingting's dormitory mate was not pleased. Xu Tingting, who was in the same dormitory as her, was capable. Xu Tingting knew the solutions to all the questions she did not know the answers to.
Moreover, she asked Xu Tingting and the latter said that she did very well for this examination. There would be a change in the top scorer of this class.
Xu Tingting, who was writing a letter to Chen Jun, happened to hear these conversations. She could not help tightening the grip on her pen as her eyes flashed with ambitions. Since she attended senior high school, her learning attitude had improved. She lost to Qiao Nan in terms of romance, but she did not believe that she would also lose to her in academic performance.
Within a short span of one month, there were three outstanding men who appeared consecutively in Qiao Nan's life. If Qiao Nan was not distracted by this, could she still be considered a woman?
Regardless of whether Qiao Nan liked them, at the very least, she should feel a little proud. As long as Qiao Nan was distracted, she would be able to grab the opportunity to surpass Qiao Nan. Based on her previous experience, anyone whom she managed to outdo could forget about doing better than her in the future.
"Alright. Be quiet everyone. The teachers have finished grading the monthly exam papers a couple of days ago. We are very pleased that many of you did not disappoint us. You did very well. However, the teachers don't wish to give you too much pressure. Hence, on this occasion, we will not announce the ranking of the students. Of course, we hope that all of you will continue to work hard. Those who performed well will continue to do so, and those who are slightly lagging behind could put in more effort and catch up. We'd also like to give you some prior information. When you go home two weeks later, bring a letter back. The school will be organizing a parent-teacher conference for first-year students."
Teacher Liu was glowing and all smiles, especially when he talked about the results of the monthly exam. His eyes were smiling and constantly forming the shape of a crescent.
"Can the subject representative please come up to give out the exam papers for this subject? Solutions to the problems will be explained. After the lesson ends, please collect the papers back."
When Teacher Liu finished his words, the subject representative went up and took the stack of exam papers. She then proceeded to distribute them.
Seeing that Xu Tingting actually scored ninety-five marks, as her dormitory date, the subject representative's eyes lit up. She then winked at Xu Tingting before passing the paper to her.
As she took over the paper with ninety-five marks in bright red, Xu Tingting pursed her lips and gave a reserved smile. While maintaining eye contact with the subject representative, she cast a glance at Qiao Nan and lifted her eyebrows to enquire about the latter's scores.
The subject representative shook her head and then showed Xu Tingting a thumbs-up. She was telling Xu Tingting that she did not know Qiao Nan's scores but Xu Tingting's score was the highest among the few papers she had given out.
Moreover, what she gave out earlier were all the papers with more than ninety marks. If she had finished distributing the batch and did not see Qiao Nan's paper, then Qiao Nan definitely did not do better than Xu Tingting.
Students were students after all. As soon as they received their papers, many could not help turning to others who had received their papers to compare their scores. Upon comparing, Xu Tingting was the one who scored the highest. Many were shocked.
This was mathematics. Didn't they say that boys typically perform better than girls in science subjects? Why was the top scorer in the class for this subject a young lady?
Sensing that many were looking at her with envy and admiration, Xu Tingting straightened her posture. Don't assume that she was a mere boy-chaser who only focused her efforts on the opposite gender! She had never done poorly in her studies. If she did not perform well academically, how would she be able to find an outstanding partner who was compatible with her?
When she finished giving out the batch of papers with more than ninety marks, the subject representative signaled to Xu Tingting the number 'eight' to inform that the next batch was most likely those with over eighty marks. Besides, she had not seen Qiao Nan's paper.
At this moment, Xu Tingting lifted her chin as if she was a proud rooster. She was only missing a high tail.
She did not expect that the top scorer of the middle school examination, Qiao Nan, was in fact, a swindler. She was too pretentious. She not only did not continue to be in the top place but also did not score more than ninety marks.


Qiao Nan: Crap! I am your biological daughter, yet I am treated as if I was picked up from the streets. In fact, you treat me worse than that!

Mother Qiao: Qiao Nan, you are not as pretty or smart as your elder sister. You are not as blessed as her. You have no right to study, marry, or to have your happiness!

Qiao Nan: Why am I not allowed to study, marry, or to seek my happiness? I will find a man right now and marry him!

Qiao Nan is dumbstruck upon discovering that the man right beside her is a powerful figure in the quad—the person who has the most promising prospects to be the future Chief.

Qiao Nan stares at the well-built man in front of her. He has firm abs and cold, chilling eyes. She swallows the lump in her throat as she says her greetings, "Good Morning, Chief!"

"I'm leaving soon. The teacher called earlier and asked me to come over," Xu Lan said as he rearranged the files and packed his phone with him.
Xu Lan was not keen on receiving phone calls from the teacher. Much to his dismay, the teacher had been calling him frequently.
The first time he received a call from the teacher was the night Bai Wu learned how to cook. Bai Wu got his hands on a recipe book and started cooking for Xu Lan. Even though Bai Wu's culinary skills left much to be desired, Xu Lan was still happy that he cooked and showered him with compliments.
In the end, Xu Lan had to finish up an entire plate of burnt lotus roots. To think that the dish was actually completed under Xu Lan's supervision! Xu Lan had completely given up on his culinary skills. At this rate, he was grooming Bai Wu into his socialist successor.
The second phone call from the teacher was about Bai Wu's progress at school. He completed the curriculum for sixth grade in just a day and could apply the knowledge flexibly. On a side note, Xu Lan had to gobble down a plate of mushy, overcooked vegetables.
Whenever Xu Lan brought this up again, Bai Wu refused to believe that he used to be bad at cooking. Xu Lan used to keep Bai Wu's dishes for himself and fed Bai Wu with the food he bought.
During the third phone call, the teacher said that Bai Wu started on the junior high school curriculum. Xu Lan was also told that Bai Wu was gifted at languages, which led him to wonder if the teacher was somehow blind.
Since then, whenever Bai Wu completed a module, the teacher would call Xu Lan to inform him about it. The modules included mathematics, English, physics, and chemistry.
When Bai Wu started on high school curriculum, the teacher stopped calling altogether. He received a message from the teacher, containing the story of 'Being Sorry for Zhongyong'. Xu Lan chuckled. Bai Wu's culinary skills improved tremendously and Xu Lan no longer had to order takeout anymore.
"Papa! The teacher said that I can have today off as I've completed almost everything. I'll be sitting for an examination soon. What do I do?" Bai Wu asked as he rummaged through his closet.
"Answer half of them correctly and get the other half wrong. Can you do that?" Xu Lan said while eating the breakfast made by Bai Wu.
"Okay!" Bai Wu nodded and continued to rummage through his clothes.
"What are you looking for?" Xu Lan walked over and asked.
"Clothes. I think I've run out of clothes," Bai Wu tugged on his shirt and said in a pitiful tone.
Xu Lan took a look and realized how much Bai Wu had grown. It was not obvious to him as they saw each other on a daily basis, but now that he took a good look, he noticed the difference. Bai Wu's clothes were awfully small on him, even his tiny waist was showing through.
"Uh, you've grown a lot taller. I'll apply for leave later and buy you some new clothes," Xu Lan replied cheerfully.
"Really? Papa! Yay, I'm so happy! I'm getting new clothes again!"
Bai Wu shouted happily and starting running around Xu Lan. Infected by his happiness, Xu Lan could not help but laugh along.
Xu Lan felt pressured walking in a mall with such a beautiful young man. All eyes were on them and he could hear the occasional whispers. When young girls walked passed Bai Wu, they fixated their gaze on him.
Xu Lan was tempted to remind them to be polite and to stop lusting after his son. He ended up holding his tongue and lowered his head sulkily.


A young boy named Bai Wu was saved and adopted by a thirty-something police sergeant named Xu Lan. It was love at first sight for Bai Wu, and once he started getting older, his heart yearned for a taste of the forbidden fruit - the romantic love of his adoptive father. The question is, will Xu Lan ever reciprocate? With deranged serial killers, parallel dimensions, time warps, dragons, and a bit of ancient black magic, Bai Wu and Xu Lan are caught in a series of crazy adventures while discovering what they truly mean to each other. This is a story of lust and madness!

It was 10:00 AM when they finally got up. Mira  still looked a bit drowsy. 
"Come on, let's go for breakfast." Mira said. Isabella followed her down to the Great Hall. Adam was already there along with everyone else. 
Except for Michelle. 
"Where's Michelle?" Isabella asked. 
"It's Saturday.... you can't expect her to be up before noon. And don't wake her up. You don't want to suffer the same wrath as the others who dared disturb her sleep...." Mira shivered at the thought of it. She, along with everyone, felt shivers down her spine. 
"That bad, huh?" Isabella said... at first she thought they were joking but seeing the looks on their faces just made her question what was it that was so bad. 
"Let's not discuss it..." everyone nodded in agreement. Isabella came to the conclusion that perhaps it would be for the best if she never found out what they were all so afraid of.

"So anyways.... Isabella, are you still interested in Quidditch?" Adam asked. "Our seeker left last year. Wanna tryout?" 
"Yes! I played for Ombrelune- my Quidditch team at Beauxbatons." 
"Beauxbatons has houses too?" Jane suddenly jumped in. 
"Yeah. Three. Ombrelune, Bellefeuille, and Papillonlisse. We have house points too. We earn most of them from playing quidditch competitively." 
"Wow... I thought Beauxbatons would have a completely different curriculum but it seems to be mostly the same."
"Well we do learn a lot about music, creative arts and writing. We also focus on learning how to assess a situation instead of immediately casting a spell or hex. So it is sort of different from here." 
"Do you have a sorting hat too?" Jane questioned. She was very curious about Beauxbatons. She had dreamed of going there. 
"No. We have to shoot an arrow, and what ever color sparks the arrow bursts into is your house. Purple for Papillionlisse, Blue for OmbreLune and green for Bellefeuille. The arrow bases your house off of personality and character."
"That's so cool..." jane was about to keep asking questions but Adam stopped her. 
"Alright, more questions later! Isabella, you should come meet the team." Adam got up from the table. 
Isabella followed him after saying something to Jane because she looked disappointed. "I promise I'll answer all your questions later."
That made Jane feel better. 
The rest of the table continued to talk after they left. 
"How good are you?" Adam asked. 
"Pretty good, I've caught the snitch most of the times and my team is usually the winner." She replied. "Professor Bletchley has my record from playing quidditch at Beauxbatons... if you wanna check." 
"Yeah, I was going to head there anyways. "

After a while of walking they came to the Charms classroom. At the end of the classroom, professor Bletchley sat at her desk reading the Daily Prophet. Her eyebrows were stitched together, her lips pressed tight together. Whatever she was reading, must have not been too pleasant. 
"Ah, Smith. Isabella, I hope all is well?" She said. 
"Yes, ma'am." Isabella said. 
"Good.... now Smith. We need to talk about the Ravenclaw quidditch team. Any ideas for recruits?" 
"Actually, that's exactly what I came here to talk about. Isabella said she played Quidditch at her former school, I was wondering if she could play seeker?" He said. 
"Oh! That's a great idea! I saw her record, she was the best seeker in Beauxbatons!" Professor Bletchley exclaimed. Isabella's head was down, a slight blush. "Take her to meet the team and practices. I'm sure she won't disappoint." The Professor glanced at Isabella and smiled. "I'll see you on the field."

The left the classroom, and she followed Adam to well, where ever he was taking her. At first she didn't know but then she saw they turned at a big hallway. At the end was a door with an eagle on it. 
It was the Ravenclaw common room. 
"A prisoner is told "If you tell a lie we will hang you; if you tell the truth we will shoot you." What can he say to save himself?" The eagle said, turning to look at Adam and Isabella. 
Adam thought for a while, he started pacing. 
'Tell a lie... hang you... truth...shoot you...hm' Isabella thought. 
"Oh! He must say, 'You will hang me'". She said. Adam looked at her, his eyes wide.
"Good job." He told her. "Now come on!"
They entered the common room. Most Ravenclaws were at desks, studying, reading or writing. Only a few were chatting over by the fireplace. 
Adam led her to a table where five people were gathered and they were discussing something. 
The one who had been in some of her classes with Ravenclaw, had blond hair and green eyes, he was quite tall and well built too. 
"Adam!" He announced to the group. 
"Sup man." The high fived, fist bumped, something else and a quick hug which was more of a chest bump. It was their special handshake, Isabella assumed. 
"Where's Mira?" He inquired, when he saw Isabella. 
"Hangin with the others." Adam replied. "Alright so, Cal" Right! She had forgotten his name was Cal. "I think I've found our seeker." He told Cal, pointing at Isabella who stood behind him. 
The rest of the people turned to look at Adam. They must have all been older because  Isabella didn't recognize them as third years. A girl, with unruly bright red curly hair and shining big blue eyes stood up. She also wore glasses with a thick black rim. They only made her eyes look bigger. 
"We'll have to see. How about tomorrow, Quidditch field, 7 o'clock sharp in the morning. I already booked the field for practice."
"Sounds good." Adam said. Isabella stepped forward. "Her name's Isabella, she the-" she didn't let him finish. 
"Transfer from Beauxbatons. Isabella Dumont. Nice to meet y'all." She didn't want to seem shy or timid so she decided it was best to speak up and not let Adam do the introductions for her. 
"Name's Darcy. Darcy Barts. I'm a chaser and Captain of this team." She extended her hand. Darcy had a firm hand shake. Darcy was a 6th year. She started to introduce the other team members. Mary Haden, (5th year) a dark skinned girl with dreadlocks. She was a beater. Lucy Wade, (5th year) whose long blond hair was tied back into a beautiful french braid, was a Chaser along with James Casey (who went by Jace, 4th year). He had a messy undercut hairstyle and very interesting grey eyes. Cal Leuze (pronounced "lose") was a beater. Adam stayed to chat with the team, but Isabella left, deciding it'd be a good time to find the others.

Isabella Dumont is entering third year at Hogwarts. She was transferring from Beauxbatons (the french magic school) to Hogwarts. It was her mother’s decision. To her mother, Hogwarts is a complete mess. The views are stunning and all, and the Ravenclaw tower is most certainly magnificent with all the books she could possibly read and great friends but there’s only one big issue bothering her. And that’s Nicolas (Nick) Potter. 
50 years ago Harry Potter (Nick’s) grandfather defeated Lord Voldemort, a powerful evil wizard. And now Nick is attending Hogwarts, and according to Isabella he just thinks he’s the greatest, but he’s really just another annoying boy. 
But what will prevail in their relationship as Nick starts to show interest in Isabella?






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