Disclaimer: ANG does NOT own Solid Works. Or Java, for that matter. Or IDS class.
ANG: This was going to be a one-shot, so I thought I'd increase its length for my own benefit. I don't care if this gets deleted, as long as it gets out there.
Ari had an even LARGER headache than she did with Java.
She had contemplated the project she was given all night, but to no avail.
She was still stuck the morning the project was due.
Ari lay on her bed, dreading the IDS class to come.
She saw the sight of a B- on that project coming.
Once again, she was stuck.
She was tired, she was hungry, and she knew she had IDS first that day.
She looked at the clock, and saw she had to go to school.
"Man I hate Solid Works," she said, looking at the day ahead.
This was going to be a long, long day.
She got her backpack and headed for her best girl friend's car, hating what was to come.
The horror known as Solidworks.
ANG: It's a short POV shot. I know. This is not a problem for me. Some people may see it as a problem (cough)A Stickler For Rules(cough), (cough)Delcat(cough), but that's them. This IS a story, and it IS, in fact, a fic. It's just told from an odd point of view.