Pages 31-35
The campus was practically empty, minus the random pigeons, custodians, and the handful of people trying to locate their classes for the upcoming spring semester. I was going to call up Matt and ask where he was but chose to take some time to think to myself. What if he was right about that
Pages 26-30
“Matt you owe me lunch from almost every day last week, so of course it’s your treat”. I said returning the nozzle to the pump. “Ah, good point. In that case how about some hotdogs from inside? I’ll even throw in some mustard!”
Pages 21-25
I worked as a police officer for the local college. I graduated from the police academy, which was held at this college, two years ago. I’ve always wanted to be a cop, but my procrastination and laziness landed me here. The academy through the college was not very demanding so it was an easy position
"Hey, you" Pages 16-20
Johnny Depp was finishing his monologue as he drove away in the mangled Cadillac Eldorado convertible which was soon followed by the credits. The pizza was hardly touched and somehow Tracie and I were both on the couch under my comforter. How the hell did this happen? “
"Hey, you" Pages 11-15
Sam began to stroke his beard as if he was going to say something, after a few seconds he gestured for me to continue. “I say all of that and I get silence, like she was trying to think of something clever, something to not make me mad, some sort of justification…and
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