Novels2Search
A fiction of a writer's writing.
The chapter we call number 2.

The chapter we call number 2.

Chapter 2? You're here? In THE chapter 2?? Woah, that's a mathematical number considered double in the English language compared to the numeral we refer to as 1 in 2023! Or in other words, bigger than 1!

Alright, well I won't hold back on the goodies for too long. Here ya go!

What I'm going to do/have done! (Section)

Schedule

Plan

More of that

Currently, what do I have? Vague plan.

Yeah not much to say, MOVING ON

Things I wrote just for you (And the others here as well!...Section.)

SONG (Insert melodic sad song. tiny violins and shit.)

On dark nights, with little light, in the buzzing of broadcast of poor shows. Giving me a thrill from the chill of first contact. The wetness I'd consume as you melted in my arms, the love we shared but you'd never know, it all gave a melancholic feeling. One that I chased after even with its bitterness. Oh, I am an addict for you, because you're perfect and I'm a mess.

But as Summer break ends, as the world moves on. I realize I can't hold on any longer. I need to have more than just this cold love. If not I'll never have that big house, or sons and daughters I imagined beside my lawn.

So now we must part and perhaps never unite. But I will always remember all your flavors and tastes.

So goodbye...

My tub of ice cream.

* Sometime in a future (Imagine something equivalent to discord.)

Pure Girl: " ;( 62% on my math grade, my mom is going to kill me."

Unpure Person: "Lmao. Yeah, she definitely will."

Pure Girl: "I'm being serious! She's super strict about this, nothing lower than 85%"

Unpure Person: "Lol, really? In Somtime in a future ur doing kindergartener jokes?"

Pure Girl: "???"

Unpure Person: "Com on, ykwIta"

Pure Girl: "What??? No! I don't know what ur talking about!"

Unpure Person: "Stop. You ain't a King Donald commercial, ur not tricking me into buying this shit."

Pure Girl: "Are you tr me?"

Unpure Person: "Brah. I should be asking if ur trolling me"

Pure Girl: "No I don't get it."

Unpure Person: "Honet?"

Pure Girl: "As honest as the election in opposite day."

Unpure Person: "Alr, 62 means putting nuts in your mouth."

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Pure Girl: "But I have nut allergy."

Unpure Person: "R-rated nuts"

Pure Girl: "oh."

Pure Girl: "Lies."

Pure Girl: "You lie. No one-"

Unpure Person: "Booble it."

Pure Girl: "k"

Pure Girl: "Booble is lying."

Unpure Person: "Cope."

Pure Girl: "Okay fine. What about 85% How is that R-rated?'

Unpure Person: "Dildo's."

Pure Girl: "And???"

Unpure Person: "Nah just the word."

Pure Girl: "Wtf, when did numbers become letters."

Pure Girl: "This is BS."

Unpure Person: "Well if you count multiplication theirs an X, if not letters start-"

Pure Girl: "???"

Unpure Person: "U think I'm gonna math on a Sunday. Lol."

Pure Girl: "I'm serious! I'm starting to worry that I'm gonna say 12 and everyone around me is going to be like 'Omg she likes having sex in the toilet, WITH THE TURD UNFLUSHED!!!"

Unpure Person: "Dw u wouldn't get weird stares for that."

Pure Girl: "Thank goodness!"

Unpure Person: "You'd be behind bars though."

Pure Girl: "Why???"

Unpure Person: "Consent."

Pure Girl: "I don't get it."

Pure Girl: "Wouldn't 18 be about consent? 12 would be"

Unpure Person: "...Your message."

Pure Girl: "Yeah, I know."

Unpure Person: "Lol, do you get it?"

Pure Girl: "I do."

Be warned of this tale reader, Pure Girl now must do extensive research on number and letter relationships. All thanks to the dreadful and VILE powers of the numbers of our time. Numbers should not be like that. 69, not sex position. 420, not legal. And uh...

Yeah, I just wanted to do number jokes, I don't have an actual moral.

Donutlover9342: "Hey do you see this Donut?"

Professional Stranger25: "Uh yeah sure."

Donutlover9342 vores the donut.

Donutlover9342: "And now, you Donot see it!"

Donutlover9342 laughs and laughs and laughs. Then she gets stabbed.

Donutlover9342: "What the fuck?"

Professional Stranger25: "Now, I see a Donut."

Donutlover9342: "Oooh I get it!'

Professional Stranger25: "You do!"

Donutlover9342 and Professional Stranger25 laugh and laugh and laugh. And yeah Donutlover gets stabbed again.

Professional Stranger25: "Stranger danger bitch!"

And so remember kids, Stranger Danger is very real. And while eating a donut is delicious, being a Donut is Donot!

Huh, I guess I did have a moral lesson in me! And now that we've learned, we can...LEARN MORE!

The explaining stuff (Section)

So uhm haha moment coming up, I actually didn't plan to post the first chapter/this fiction right now. I was planning to stockpile chapters and slowly build up my schedule + news and shitz...but I actually didn't know if I could even do this idea. Lol, I can. But that does screw up my initial plans.

Basically, I'm still trying to figure everything out. But my current idea is to post once a day at the end of the day for me. (My timezone is like GMT 3 or GMT 5 or some shitz.) But if that is going to be the official schedule is yet to be seen.

Basically, if you're here for a consistent and well-thought idea of how every chapter and section and blah blah blah will work...well then that sure sucks for you.

BUT I do have GOOD NEWS. Great news in fact.

After my honestly DREADFUL performance last chapter a couple of wise blokes told me the proper way to manage something I should've honestly put more consideration to. So I'm happy to say that

WATERMELON PICS (Section!)

Yes, I'm dedicating a portion of my time to the fabulous art of Watermelon pics. I do hope you continue to watch and see my evolution in the way I demonstrate the Watermelon's beauty.

I already believe I have made a few improvements

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1beOVWZP-P4yOml24gxYuzFwFEsFN4cCEEp6hXWnuY3Q/edit?usp=sharing

^ I call this, the polite Watermelon. Yes, the texture is not flawless. It can even appear somewhat turd-like. But what it lacks in natural beauty it makes up with proper lighting, glistening long streaks of succulent wetness, and properness fitting for a polite Watermelon. In this little (in theory) dining between the two of you it has already prepared napkins to clean ur mouth and fix any spillage. Now that's polite.

The final section! (Section.)

This is the end...if u somehow didn't know that already.