Under The Naked Moon

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st day

just a regular girl who loves her mom fiercely and despises her absent father for leaving u

.m., but the cold couldn't let me take a shower immediately; I had to steam water before I took a bath. The Minnesota cold is something I still can't get

g cold-related illnesses, from

d. Shivering under the water, I couldn't help but reminisce about the warmth of Arizona. Oh, Arizona, that is just

still treats me like a kid, even though I'm 18 now and heading off to college. Well, I won't blame her; I'm all she had. Dad left us when I was five. The bastard left without

ke care of yourself, baby; do not look for trouble; and let trouble not come near you; focus on your studies, and not boys." I literal

groups. I wondered if I'd ever get along; being an introvert means that I hardly make friends. I also wondered how I could find my way around. I knew I had a psychology class this morning in hall 1

lk in with boys looking at me, especially if they were handsome ones. I ventured in, scanning for a vacant seat, hoping to remain unnoticed. You see, I'm a chr

lked in. He walked straight to where I was seated, trying to hide from the eyes of others. He then took the seat behind me. He was undeniably handsome, but he had a certain femininity about him. I d

the psychology class; I want to believe you are all here for this class. Feel free to leave if you think you are in the wrong class," sh

ve because he or she is clumsy enough to be in the wrong class."

magically make the inkless pen write. Frantically, I started searching my bag, searching everywhere as if I had any spare pen saved anywhere. But I was suddenly sa

I noticed that I had the borrowed pen in my mouth, licking and sucking on it like those porn videos where one sex

n the pen. However, he didn't say a word to me. Instead, he gave off a

behind me. He was intriguing, and for some reason, I had a feeling that this c