Lori’s pov.

“Hey, sis! You’re home so early!” Ian, my younger brother, opened the door of our apartment. He’s already towering over me at 16, especially with his hair styled standing up. “Isn’t University supposed to have crazy hours?” Read More

Lori’s pov.

We arrived 10 minutes early for our first afternoon class. It was in a different classroom, but the seating arrangement was identical to the morning class. Jody and Susan took the same front row seats as this morning. I wanted to ask them why they chose to sit in the front row even though we had many options. Read More

Lori’s pov.

“What do we have next?” Jody asked Susan after class.

“We’re scheduled to have a calculus tutorial next, but tutorials and labs don’t start till next week.” Susan looked at her scheduled. “That means we have a break until the afternoon class.” Read More

Lori’s pov.

 “Now before we get started on the first lesson. I would like to congratulate you on entering the best university in this country for medical research. In fact, it’s one of the best universities in the world for studying all the disciplines of science and engineering. You should all be very proud to be here.” He clasped his hands together a few times. “Congratulations!” Read More

Lori’s pov.

“Where is my timetable?” I’m sure I printed it and put it in my bag last night. “Where is it now? Oh, please be here!” I mumbled to myself as I fumbled through my backpack a second time. I was starting to get anxious as I was the only one left in the auditorium now. Everyone had left minutes ago and gone to class already. Read More

Mark’s pov.

“Hello 7061!” Advisor 223 answered my call.

“Hello, Advisor 223! I’m sorry to bother you again so soon. But I need your advise urgently!”

“What happened to you?! Did they use you for an experiment?” He held back his laugh when he saw my blue neck. Read More

Mark’s pov.

The welcome ceremony was an exciting experience for me. Except for the beginning where two old men gave a one-hour long speech. One man spoke in English, and the other one repeated everything he said sentence by sentence in Japanese. Having heard the same speech twice didn’t reinforce my memory of what he said at all. In fact, it put me to sleep. Read More

Mark’s pov.

Mateo walked over to me with his head down. “There’s no prize for the competition. I’ve been looking forward to it for a whole month!”

“What’s are ‘cheers’? Isn’t that what people say when they drink alcohol?” I wondered how people would ‘do’ the ‘cheers’? Read More

Mark’s pov.

“Eh!” I felt a tap on my shoulder as soon as I stepped outside the auditorium.

“Hey, which team are you on?” A skinny Asian kid with thick glasses asked with the widest grin. He was a full head shorter than me, even with his hair standing up. Read More

Mark’s pov.

The registration hall was packed with students when I arrived. This is the first time I had ever seen this many young people in the same room all at once. I even heard different languages spoken as I waited in line. Read More

Mark’s pov.

The main campus building was just across the street, as the telephone booth guy had said. It’s a five-story bright-yellow building with a large “Felix Martin University” sign on it. I got onto Fountain Road, then made a left on Park Street. There were several tall buildings on the left and a huge field of grass with trees on my right. This must be the first time I’ve ever walked amongst so many trees. The air is so fresh that my lungs felt rejuvenated. Read More

Mark’s pov.

 “Are you ready?” Advisor 223 asked with a wide grin. He looked more awake than usual this morning. Even his usually messy hair was gelled.

“Yes, sir,” I answered with a nervous smile. “I’m ready as I’ll ever be.” Read More