“Be still, you stupid mutt,” Ryder begged. With a squirmy puppy in tow, Ryder sprinted across the street and headed towards Fifth Avenue. Glancing down at his silver Rolex, he let out an exasperated...
These past few months, I’ve been impatiently counting down the days I have left in this school. With each passing day, I grow more tired of the monotonous drone of classes;...