Surviving In My Novel 23 Scheduling

The life of a person that cannot face the truth is that of a coward. Many people can admit to a lie, but many people can't face what is real and still hand on to what is fake. Does it offer them a way to cover up a blemish in their life? Or does it bring them comfort in not knowing what is truth and a what is a lie? Who knows? Some people just don't want to believe in the truth.

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Simon had just finished looking through each of the books he had bought, leaving him at midnight. The cheaper books only took around 10-20 minutes each to read and learn, but the black book took up the rest of the night. The complexity of it made it a nightmare to learn, a hundred different mental notes and preparations were needed to use it. Luckily, Simon was prepared. Using Absolute Focus, Simon managed to learn the entire book and get some mental practice.

'Isn't it just great that focusing is my main strong point? I think I could stare at a grain of sand in a desert for an entire day without losing it in the dunes!' Simon thought to himself.

As for practical testing, Simon decided to do that when he had more time. He still need to sleep after all.

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Simon woke up with a bit of a sore feeling in his neck and back, proceeding to get out of bed and make some instant coffee. 'When I get some money, I will probably get some better coffee supplies.'

"ANYONE THERE?"

A loud cry came from the door. The voice of someone familiar, but Simon crust couldn't figure out who at this point. After waking up from a long and tiring night, Simon wasn't in the best state of mind. Walking slowly to the door, he asked back, "Yes? What do you need?"

"Ah! Good, you're here. Could you please open the door. I have a request from Vice-princ.i.p.al Feng!" The voice called.

"Sure, sure." Simon responded as he opened the door.

"Nice room. Anyways, lets cut right to the chase." A tall and skinny man said relaxed like as he walked in.

"Vice-princ.i.p.al Feng has identified you as a student with potential, and has issued an executive order for such students to be moved to a more suitable cla.s.s. You will now report to professor Peter White's lecture instead of attending C-cla.s.s. Haven has still yet to decide on a name for this cla.s.s, but the board has high hopes for it. He also desires for you to meet him tomorrow at 12pm in his office, bye!" And the man left as quickly as he came.

'He didn't even give me time to say no. Such a shrewd and cunning person... he managed to force me to agree in the form of not having the chance to say no.'

Simon pondered on what had just happened for a minute or so and decided to check on his coffee. He found it to be lukewarm, which is exactly how he likes it, smiling with a s.h.i.+ne on his face. 'Not too cold, but not too hot either.' He sat on his couch and thought.

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"Pffft! I end up being my teacher in the end. I guess I'll just have to come up with a good excuse to not attend my own cla.s.s. I might as well say that I'm my own personal disciple or something of the sort, and pretend to be busy in training. As for the meeting, I got time, I'll here what he has to say."

"Teaching is way more fun, it's not like reading a book and writing on your own book. It's so much more expressive! I can teach how I want to teach, and no one will bother me as long as I yield results!"

Simon finished his coffee, then proceeding to take a short shower and dry himself afterwards.

"I got nothing else to do. The next VA tournament is scheduled for the end of the semester, and the fun and romantic plot starts in two weeks if all goes to plan. James can handle it himself for all I care, it's his life. But somehow I have a lingering feeling that James won't encounter spring anytime soon, I did screw him over after all. I'll find a way to pay him back later...." Simon murmured.

"Anyways, I might as well gain some reputation at this point. That Feng guy has put me in a lecture that he's putting other geniuses in, so I need to act the part. I can't look like some idiot that got in through bribes."

Simon put on a white T-s.h.i.+rt and black chinos, leaping out of his dorm and running for some place in the distance. 'If it is rep I need, then I should go to a hub for gossip. Maybe while I am at it, I might meet some useful people. Practice comes next!'