De-Evolution - NaNo Day 13

She chewed on the end of the pencil, then started writing in her normal flowery script, which marco hadn't seen yet.

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The Pedigree Test

So in what i thought was record time i set my pencil down and sat back as the assistant came back in the room.

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Theresa's First Time

She cursed under her breath; she was out of pencils. she got up and walked over to the desk, figuring janice wouldn't mind if she used some of her pencils.

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wander ~ Chapter 3

Tony stopped writing in the middle of his last name, pencil tip still pressed to the paper, but then continued a moment later. i looked up again: mrs.

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Realisation - Chapter 12

He grabbed his pencil and furiously did some scribbling before writing down the answer: 3.54. he smiled to himself, satisfied with the answer. he again threw his pencil on his desk and relaxed in his chair.

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Short Stack Otter

"once i finished the drawing, i tried to make some finishing touches, but the pencils just kept breaking. i got frustrated, and threw the pencils away.

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Jacks Tail: Chapter-16 Hunted

Anyway after i finish my food i pick up the pencil start writing. as i do ashley cleans the tent up of the opened wrappers and stuffs them into one of the packs. i hand her the pad and pencil when done.

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The Curse of the Yellow Monkey - Chapter 4 - Night School

At staff meetings, he would start tapping his pencil on the table until everyone else paused to stare at him.

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Jack's Tail: Chapter-11 Escape

pencil. now!' i bark out as i turn to face alpha. i wince on realizing that i did wrong by aggressively yelling at my superior.

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Juryokine: Exile of Heroes, Chapter Fourteen

Boam was still gripping his pencil so tightly that the knuckles on his fingers were turning white. "it was a nice thought," toke amended quickly, "but i can't ask you to do something like that."

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Student Affairs Of the Hopelessly Elite [Pt. 2]

"grab me that grey looking metal over there," he ordered, pointing his pencil to a small, plastic box. the dog moved to jot something down but then in realizing his pencil was still broken, began to sharpen it. "no. it's not like that."

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Helping A Classmate

Do you have another pencil?" john reaches into his bag, grabbing a mechanical pencil with a bunch of soccer-balls all over it. "ok.

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