Chapter 2

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A/n

To those of you who are confused from the Suprise update he attends school on sunday every two weeks. And as for the time...well I just went with it😅

ALSO NIX AND NOAH ARE IN DIFFERENT TIME ZONES.

Kaykay that's it.

Enjoy!
P.s.
I made this chapter extra long because I felt bad for the cliffhanger I left you guys with last week.
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I wake to the sound of my phone's alarm going off. Blaring Cindi Lauper's song: Girls just wanna have fun.

Rolling over on my bed tired I hit the floor.

Not realizing how close to the edge of my bed I was, I get off of the floor brushing myself off.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I get it...," I state mumbling under my breath, "I get it! Today's supposed to suck anyway, right?! So why not start it off with me being angry at myself and the universe while I'm at it! Damn...-!"

I stop myself realizing what I'm doing.

I take a deep breath as I begin my constant refrain.

This is not productive.

Today is just a day.

I'm fine.

I am not hurt.

I am not broken.

I am healed.

Alright Noah.

Breath in- I inhale slowly but deep.

Hold.

Count to five, Noah.

One, two, three, four, (Ding!), five?

Releasing my breath I turn to look at my phone.

Looking down at my screen it said:

You have a message from Nixxy

Who the hell is Nixxy?

I don't know any Nixxy, so why the hell is he messaging me?

I open my messenger app.

You have one new message!

I click the message and look down reading it before I reply.

Nixxy: Hey

Oh? Why the hell is this?!

Messaging me?

So out of pure curiosity I answered back.
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I'm not sure agreeing to continue texting with him was a good idea.

For all I know he is a creepy, disgusting, old man, who wants to lock me in his basement full of pink teddy bears and dildos.

Okay that's a bit graphic.

Too graphic now I'm seeing that shit.

Great bet you twenty, that this is gonna haunt me tonight.

Whatever.

After taking a few minutes to decide on my outfit before texting, Nixxy...? Whatever not gonna think about it!

As I was saying...I already had my outfit out and started to get ready.

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