All Chapters of You've Talked a Lot: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

  Horizon Cole's Point of View: This was my first day here at this prestigious university. I barely looked at my light brown wristwatch and rolled my eyes as I realized that I was late for my first-period class. I was a third-year Business Administration college student from Psalms Eastwood University, which was one of the famous college universities next to the Eastview Agape University. Unfortunately, my former university was facing a lot of issues with regard to providing quality education and corruption that seriously affected the image of the university and resulted in the forced closure of the PEU. And now, here I am, EAU!"I am late," I uttered while rummaging on my black sling bag to check my class schedules. I made my way to my class, but I couldn't find my department building, since this was my first time here. I still have seven minutes, to be exact, before my class started. Likewise, I hissed and put all the blame

  Horizon Cole's Point of View: After that class, I made my way to the comfort room, I heard the chitchat of a ton of girls who were busy applying their make-up on. My phone suddenly rang. I saw the name of our volleyball coach on my screen, informing everyone that we were having a training session tomorrow after class. "Hey!" Someone intentionally bumped into me. She was wearing a light blue crop top and a mini skirt. Her lips tinted with a red curve in a teasing way. Her curly hair was kinda messed up. I took a glance at the girl behind her, they looked familiar. If I was not mistaken, they were my block mates. Their eyes were on me. "I don't have time to be your subject," I told them. They were all shocked by what they heard from me just now. I really wanna have a peaceful and unforgettable college life, but I think the students of this university won't allow me to have one. "Do you want me to rate your acting

    Thorn Trevor's Point of View: Our locker room was messed up, it was horrible, a big time. Some jersey uniforms and socks were strewn all over the floor. I shook my head watching some of my teammates singing without thinking about the tune of the song out of their happiness for the promise of our coach in winning tonight's game. "Unwind?" One of our teammates suggested after the practice game. The tumultuous laughter of our teammates echoed in the locker room. "Call." Kin respond. He was the point guard and the one who had never been absent from all the celebrations of our team. "I'm in," Cody said while removing the lace of his shoe. He was one of the shooters on our team.

   Thorn Trevor's Point of View: I went to school at five o'clock in the morning and wore a black hoodie jacket underneath my coat. I yawned, realizing how early it was. "Thorn!" I heard my name was shouted by someone to get my attention. She was wearing a maroon puff sleeve knitted dress with her sneakers. I made my way in her direction. "You're so noisy," I commented, and noticed her tired eyes, signifying that she woke up too early just for this. She immediately rolled her eyes. I smelled her scents that became more familiar day by day. Horizon clumped her hair to the other side. She rummaged on her light pink shoulder bag that was hanging on her shoulder. "Here."

    Horizon Cole's Point of View: I folded my hands together and tucked them under my chin. I felt that I was too insensitive, not realizing the situation, I stared at him. His dark brown hair was wet and the side was cut in a bit shorter than before that it was not easy to be noticed but kept the top longer that still allows it to fall over his forehead. He was glued to the screen of his laptop and immediately took a glance at me. "It's cool, not a big deal." Maybe he noticed that I was guilty. I took a glance as he nudged me. I exhaled, half a laugh. "Here, I am done." He showed me his screen. I got it from him. "You can encode it here. I'll send it to your email, for you to have a copy." I nodded. The rain was accompanied by a sudden burst of winds. I abruptly hold my dress and noticed that he looked away. I clumped my hair on the other side. He was playing the ball pen in his fingers. I