"Don't be such a spoil sport," grinned Jared. "We've got Kerina on our side!"
Kevin just snorted, a puff of dust rising from the tile as he let his sleeping back thump to the floor. "That's what worries me. No offense, sis, but camping out in a girl's dorm room with the mistress of zappy?"
"Aww!" she grinned, drawing him into a hug as he squirmed. A brown strand of hair tickled his nose, an uncharacteristically cute sneeze coming forth as she giggled. "Don't worry, little sis! I promised not to give you breasts, tonight, remember?"
"Siiiiiiiiiiiis!" he whined, glancing at Jared. "You told me you wouldn't call me that in p
But movement caught her eye before she could get far in her drawing. A wild Billie appeared! A creature not known for leaving her room, Billie took care moving through the courtyard. The girl wore a big hoodie and covered half her face with thick black glasses to defend herself from predators. She took a seat on the best, lea
Written By ZacharyEverlust
"I'm...not a teenager!"
The young man told over his handphone. Annoyed with the current situation and mishap he is in. "Things couldn't get worse." He thought previously.
Well...he thought wrong.
"Oh...I'm sorry, its just that. The...files...didn't state your age. And majority of the invitations for Dorm Desire Academy's college...are mostly kids who are about 18,19 or younger. Plus, from the photo. You look exactly like one of them--"
"...It's fine..." He sighed. "Do you think it's possible for me to have a word...with this headmaster. Or perhaps, appeal for my case?"
"Well indeed, I'll page for him to call you later. But however, appeals were never successful. The Headmaster's decisions are final, I don't recall there ever being a successful appeal. Neither has there been one filled in."
One such wide eyed freshman was Kyle Cranston. He surveyed the dorm room in which he wound spend the better part of the next nine months, minus five and a half weeks that constituted Thanksgiving, winter break, and spring break rolled together. On the left side of the room was a neatly made bed, pictures pinned into a cork board covered that had been pockmarked by thousands of pushpins
You used to attend dorm high school in other country and you used to have a crush on your senior whom you sent a love letter to but the feeling was never returned. You were a part of Game of Thrones and The Maze Runner, which was why you knew Sangster, and Game of Thrones had lifted your name up. Let's just pretend that Sangster had a bigger role in Game of Thrones and you were his love interest in the series, and your characters weren't dead.
"Oh my God… IS THAT (Y/N) (L/N)?!"
"LOOK BESIDE HER! THAT'S THOMAS BRODIE-SANGSTER!"
You gave a small smile at those high-schoolers who were fanboying and fangirling over you and your boyfriend. Thomas gave your hand a squeeze which you returned.
Both of you were visiting your high school since Thomas said he wanted to know how your school was like, and both of you were on a tour to (country) to promote The Scorch Trials, so