Valoel

She lives a simple life. His is as tangled as a piece of thread. She is full of joy and bliss. He is burning with hate and blood lust. 
But somehow, they need each other.
And he would stop at nothing to make sure she is his.
In a world of where you feel cold, you gotta stay gold.
The pains of a past life and the bewilderment of the future, can these two souls become one?

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Rich guy, Poor girl

Alora got ready and went to school. One month later and she would be graduating. She was already class president and voted for Most likely to succeed.

But it wasn't the votes that counted. It was the fact that she was going to succeed. Today was a Tuesday and she had a French test, as well as Social science.

Moreover, she had to conduct a tour around the college for a well know government scholarship organization, Bright Stars. Her university wasn't bad, it wasn't good either but it was odd that such famous organization such as Bright Stars wanted to tour her school.

The best part was that her school prinicipal had recommended her as an escort so, she had to be early to witness the sanitation session.

Alora turned around and saw a blackish-blue haired girl run to her. She was panting and when she caught up to her, she held out her hand.

"Sylvia Garcia. Miss Jocasta assigned me to you."

Alora smiled. "Pleasure to meet you, Sylvia. I am very much aware that Miss Jocasta has chosen you to be m assistant in the sanitation sessions this morning. Let's move along."

The girl nodded and skipped along. She began talking about how she admires Alora's vocabulary and accent. Sylvia made Lora speak up to twenty languages all in their different accents.

"What course are you studying, Sylvia?" Alora asked.

Entering the school, Alora saw countless students holding mopsticks, buckets, brooms and many packets of detergent. Alora checked the time; it was five in the morning.

Heaven knows how the principal was able to make them come out this morning. She blew the whistle she saw wearing and all eyes turned to her.

"Good morning students. As you are all aware, Miss Jocasta has assigned me to organize the sanitation sessions that should take place before our visitors arrive. She must have informed you that the janitor will not be around so, we would be doing this ourselves.Now, desperate times call for desperate measures."

She paused and all the students laughed. "Note that I will not have much time. I have an endless mountain of tests and homework, I am to escort our visitors and I want us to be very quick. Let's get started."

The students clapped and after everyone had written down their names, Alora began giving the instructions.

"I want eight groups. Each group should have twenty students." After the groups were made, she said, "Group one, you're on toilet duty. Every toilet in the school must be washed. Group two, I want you to go around and pick up every waste bin from every class and empty it. Group three, sweep the teachers lounge as well as the six labs in the school."

The three groups disappeared and she turned to the rest.

"Four, mop the places that group three have swept. Five, sweep the school compound. Six, sweep the hallways, classrooms and locker room. Seven, mop the hallways, class and locker rooms. And eight, follow me."

Alora went around checking every group. Sylvia was assigning group eight a task. They were to make sure that the assembly hall was as neat as a pin. Once they were done, Alora praised their work and sent them off to class after rearranging the supplies they used for cleaning.

Exhausted , Alora began reading for her test which she soon wrote soon after. She was at the hall when theur guests arrived.

Duties Of A Senior Student