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The Final Term - Chapter Six -Chapter SixThe Final Term - Chapter Six - by Ranki-Chee
Meet the Steampunks
It’s Friday and a day off from college. The sun is out and there is no cloud in the cerulean sky, a warm noon. The town centre bustles with energy. Clothes shops displaying bright coloured summer clothes, shops and cafés with colourful striped Venetian blinds open, a couple of buskers playing on the pavement. On one corner is the pub, the Drunken Duck, it is fairly quiet with a few customers sitting on benches outside with drinks. People walk by, many wearing bright colourful clothes, ready for the coming summer. Pigeons and sparrows flutter across beams of shops, some rustling their feathers against the warm heat. The Beanie Brew is bustling with students taking a break from collage and enjoying cold drinks served by the baristas. Loud music blaring from inside. Scott and Toby sits at an outside table, slurping a vanilla iced drink and a small slice of red velvet cake each. Toby breaks another piece of his cake with a met
The Final Term - Chapter Five -Chapter Five:The Final Term - Chapter Five - by Ranki-Chee
The newspaper clipping
Next morning feels shining. The corridor in the second block bustles madly with students and staff. The sun’s strong rays streak through the glass windows, illuminating the plaza’s colour carpet, making patterns on the smooth, hard floor. The next semester with Claire won’t start for ten minutes. Scott glances down at his notebook, fiddling with a black biro pen, occasionally tapping the tip on the pad. The cafeteria bustles with life. It sounds like the food tech students are preparing for lunch later. The Sun’s rays touches his neck. It’s starting to feel hot. Scott slowly takes off his jacket and folds it onto the table. He returns his gaze in his notebook. With the pen he scribbles down a cloud diagram and writes out the words, “Final Term” in the centre. He draws an arrow coming out of it and then lowers his pen down on the table.
‘What idea can I come up with for the final project?’
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