The Package
She’s started sending them like i was a freshman again, although i really wish she’d stop sending me that jerky. i loved it, but i still have two untouched bags sitting in the pantry.
Furries University Chapter 3: Another wolf?
"these are my freshman friends" spoke jayson "what are you doing here, mr. jefferies?" "i'm here to prepare the new teachers for the students" spoke mr. jefferies (middle-aged cat) "what are there names?" "i am kitsune warui" answered kitsune.
Adding X's
He had only been at the school for five months, and he was already well past the freshman fifteen and somewhere around the freshman fifty. in five months. five. fucking. months.
My Happiness - Chapter 1
The last time i remembered being nervous was when i started my freshman year. after that, i lost the feeling of being nervous, which is good. i don't get nervous or panic whenever i'm playing football games.
Chapter 9: Calmonte Lighthorn
"i remember you from when i was a freshman. "hmm," said reis trying not to look the too interested. "you know, they pulled your trophies from display after what you did." reis huffed, "i guess i deserved that." the cat gave a very faint half smile.
Barred: Chapter 3
Denver was a freshman; he was vulnerable. he was a liability.
Grayson 1
I'd put that paper in a head-to-head competition with any freshman (and many sophomore) paper that i've graded over the years. it was flattering, but it wasn't flattery; he backed up his arguments very well.
When Games Meet Reality
After much annoyance, he ran back up to the 4th floor for his freshman literature class. he spent most of the time in that class reading his book.
The Life of Hayate chap 1
In freshman year one of my friends was being bullies by a senior and before i could do anything he punched the senior in the face. he didn't make fun of my friends because they were weird like the others.
My Life V
; we all ate in silence listening to the radio which was playing one of the songs that reminded me of her "living la vida loca," but that was normal considering her personality is wacked(to our perspective that is).anyway i was lucky to meet her in my freshman
Poem: Life & Death
#1 of poems by dalkorrd malvolio a poem that i wrote back in my freshman year of high school for english class.
The Redeem: Chapter 6
The bicyclist that got hit by a truck your freshman year?" i can never forget that incident. the truck came out of nowhere and plowed over the biker.