Short Story

George is a diligent man who cares for others. During a scene, George and Lennie have just arrived at the ranch, where their new job will take place. After speaking with a fellow worker, the boss comes in. He begins asking questions any new boss would want to know, of course George being the only one speaking as Lennie had promised not to say a word. The boss begins getting suspicious as of why Lennie had not said anything, but George just keeps assuring him of how good of a worker Lennie really is. George informs the boss of how good of a worker Lennie is: “Oh!

…The boss pointed a playful finger at Lennie. ‘He ain’t much of a talker, is he?’ ‘No he ain’t, but he’s sure a [heck] of a good worker. Strong as a bull.’ Lennie smiled to himself. ‘Strong as a bull,’ he repeated. George scowled at him…The boss said suddenly, ‘Listen, Small!’ Lennie raised his head, ‘What can you do?’… ‘He can do anything you tell him,’ said George… The boss turned on George. ‘Then why don’t you let him answer? What you trying to put over?’ (Steinbeck 22).

“Lennie was always picking fights. I told my old man not to hire the big bloak, but he did anyways. I knew from the moment he walked in he was trouble.”

“The boss turned on George. “Then why don’t you let him answer?” “What you trying to put over?” Obviously wouldn’t you get suspicious? At this point if I was George I would shut my mouth wish for the best. Since I am not him this was not the case. As the questions persisted the more their boss got further skeptical. “Sayㅡwhat you sellin’?” “Huh?” “I said what stake you got in this guy? You takin’ his pay away from him?” “No course I ain’t. Why ya think I’m sellin’ him out?” “Well, I never seen one guy take too much trouble for another guy. I just like to know what your interest is.”

(Mr. Legel) "Did you say something, Sammy?" (Sammy) "I said I quit." (Lengel) "I thought you did." (Sammy) "You didn 't have to embarrass them." (Lengel) "It was they who were embarrassing us." (Sammy) "I started to say something that came out Fiddle-dedoo." I don 't think you know what you 're saying," Lengel said. (Sammy) "I know you don 't, I said." "But I do" (Updike 226).

We walked in a comfortable silence before I made us stop outside the school library, I need to know what he remembers and how he feels about me. “Um, Camilla, I'm pretty sure is this the library, not the science lab.” “Uh. It's camEEla. And I know, I just.” I took a deep breath before I continued. “Do you remember anything about us, or how you were in school before the accident?” “Um. N-no. Not really. Why?” “Well. Um. I'm gonna tell you everything, but can you do me a favor and try not to ask any questions until after I finish telling you everything?” “Yeah of course.” “Um. Okay. Well, for starters, I'm your girlfriend, and you used to be a really bad person. We both were, but you were worst than me. You would lock people in their locker, shove people for no reason when they walked past you, and one time you got suspended for going into the girl’s locker room and taking all their clothes and putting it in the cafeteria. And before you were attacked I was gonna break up with you because you were a real jerk and the feelings that I had for you aren’t there anymore, and now I don’t know what to do because I know that you’re not the same person you were before and I think I have feelings for someone else bu-” “Camila. slow down, I think we should break up too, at least for now. Until I get situated with actually being conscious. I mean, you’re beautiful and

“Lincoln, did you know you're wife was having an affair?” asked the police officer, already knowing the

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“Ugg” I say as I stomp up the stairs after a big fight with my parents. After I enter my room and slam the door, shaking the whole house. I flop onto my bed face first and listen to my thoughts spinning in my head. “Why can't I date him, he is perfect” I sob. “ he has perfect grades, but he smokes and does other bad things, but we could get over it” I convince myself. Only a few weeks later I was walking down the hallway with my best friend Charlotte and we notice m,y x-thing. “Oh hey look theres his next victim, a soft little sophomore.” she says. “I'm so glad I didn't date him now that I noticed how big of a jerk he was” I said. I would never tell my parents this because then I would get the whole ‘I told you so’ speech and It would've been

“Now you get to know him. Become friends, enemies, or even, boyfriend and girlfriend. I don’t care in a month or so you will write an essay on how you guys feel. Understood?”

i look at the clock and it’s si in the morning. I'm to awake to go back to bed and i remember the breakfast buffet opens at 5 so i decide to take a stroll down there. as i was walking through the hallways it became apparent that everyone as asleep. i was actually grateful for that since i hadn’t done my hair or makeup yet. i walk into the buffet and grab a plate of pancakes and bacon. as I'm reading my book (yes I'm reading again, i know, what a shocker). i hear the door open and I'm praying it is one of my brothers coming to look for me. i peek up and it’s him. as soon as he sees me he stops in his tracks. “what never seen a girl without makeup on?” i finally say. “no, i’ve never seen someone so beautiful at six am” he responds. i roll my eyes. “what?” he says a little confused. “you don’t have to pretend to like me and you can stop following me around. you’re like the perfect guy and there are many pretty girls around here that would love a one night stand.” i realized a little to late that i shouldn’t of said that last part. he parts his lips into a small smile and starts to laugh. so gasping for air laughing but giggle a little. “do you think that’s all i want?” he asked still a little amused. “well yah that’s what all guys your age want” i responded blushing a little at this point. “i like you because you can see everything that i try to cover up behind my eyes, you see the sorrow behind smile, you can see my

"Hello class." Mr. No one gives a fuck said, me and Frank gave him that nickname after he gave us an hour speech about how smoking can kill us, and shit. Me, and Frank just wrote notes on a piece of paper, and pretended to be taking notes about the lesson he was teaching. 'So wanna skip until 5th ' Mrs. Mayy won 't give a damn? ' 'Sure ' I wrote back.

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After four long hours of class, it was finally lunch time. After that, we could go home! I loved lunch because it the only time I could talk to Marcus. We had no classes together and barely saw each other in the hallway. I walked into the already crowded cafeteria and looked around. Then I saw him at a table. Wow, he was perfect. Everything about him was from his blonde hair to the freckles scattered across his face. He turned in my direction and motioned for me to come and sit. I proudly walked over and took my seat next to the most popular guy in the junior class. I wished he was my boyfriend. He told Lauren that we were going to Prom as friends, but he could have asked any girl to go as a date. I hoped he really liked me. I turned to him to