Bioluminescence

Temporary Author's Note

Hey! So as you can see at the bottom of each part, there is a note stating that these are just the original skeletons. What's that you ask? This story was a project for my Creative Writing class and I plan on finishing it for my own enjoyment since the teacher is a bitch and doesn't deserve my best work. So! You are getting the wimpy parts! Yay! Pissed off a little? You like the story and wish it had more to it or explained better? Do not fear, for these will all come soon and quickly as I am dedicated as much time as I possibly can on perfecting this work of art!

ALSO FEEDBACK: much appreciated and encouraged. Love it and want to tell me how I can make it flawless? Great! Hate it and want to call me a douchenozzle dickflinging pile of shut-the-fuck-up? Go right ahead! I literally would like anything. From critiques on how to improve to something to give me to argue with in my free time. I love arguing, god I do.

Warnings for this story: will contain various graphic material including but not limited to: language, violence, and possibly sexual situations. I myself am asexual and frankly I think sex is gross and it creeps me out, but I know a lot of people who are... into having sex (weird, I know right? ew, sexual people!) and I don't want to push my views on to other people, so let's hope I know what I'm talking about! ("oh my god yussss" he put PEEN on other PEEN and then a lot of BUTTS and VAGLES)

Half of you probably stopped reading after a certain point and haven't seen all of this. Your loss, I'm fucking funny as shit. What's even funnier is I am currently typing all of this at a shitty computer at school with a teacher I don't even know sitting next to me doing something... what's he doing? What even is that? I can't even see the name of the website it's literally http://ejkdffqwhwheuh and???? What???? I think this is how I die. I bet this is a website to hire assassins. I die because I'm too nosy. I always knew that's how I would go; snooping into other people's business.

Also since no one is reading this probably: I'm getting a Leopard Gecko this weekend. If it's a boy, Sticky Toes. If it's a girl, Echo Velociraptor. I think I spelled that wrong. I don't care. :3c Surprisingly, despite the way I talk, I am actually a pretty kind and sweet person. To an extent. Sometimes I am a total bitch and just don't give a fuck. Sometimes I'm a pessimist. Am I a masochist? I have no idea. I don't know what that word means. I can't believe I have to stay after for Melodic Minors. For that one really bored and easily entertained person that's still reading this, Melodic Minors is a student-run acapella group at my school that you have to audition to get into. I'm not saying how I got in was biased buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut.... how I got in was pretty biased. Everyone was my friend already. I got a unanimous vote though so yay.

Also, I think I cheated my way into getting into Chamber Choir by accident subconsciously. Like... Chamber Choir is the HIGHEST choir at my school and people struggle just to get there, the auditions and testing is fucking HARD AS DICK and a lot of people don't make it in and the ones who do are Adonis'. So how did I do on the audition? I didn't audition. I was the only one this time around (I don't think ever though), too. How did I get in then? I was in the lower choir for a year then I got bumped up to the middle choir for two years AND had a Piano Keyboarding class with my choir director (he was the teacher) and went on a New York City trip with him and the rest of the music department, so I had chances to get all buddy-buddy. Whoops. Privilege.

Anyways, that's the bell and I'm hungry as fuck. C ya!