100 Questions Novels & Stories

"Dude! We're talking about twenty different long questions!" "That's alright! Make me do as many as possible! Doing something is better than doing nothing at all, right!?" "Yeah," she said. "Yeah, let's start!" "Awesome!" "Okay. So we have 45 minutes, and you can get about 6 or 7 questions done if you do it properly after I teach you, but if you copy them, I'm pretty sure you'd get about 18 or 19 done," Leah explained. "Which method do you choose!?"

A game of ten questions. The perfect way of finding out from someone exactly what you want to know. At least it was a perfect technique Sharon used on her. It simply involved taking turns to ask each other questions. Once you've gotten the other trapped in a leading question, you proceed by asking the other a series of 'whys' for each answer given. More than ten questions weren't allowed. "Nicholas," she called softly, "what is your full name?" "I know not the answer to your question."

“Silence! The exam’s starting!” Soon after, the papers were distributed. There were a hundred questions in total. Multiple choice questions, true or false questions, and fill-in-the-blank questions could be seen. But those questions were quite in-depth. Anyone trying to muddle their way around the test would be screwed instantly. Even Kori John and the others were frowning as soon as they saw the papers. Harvey York swiftly answered the questions without a change in his expression.

The papers are passed out — multiple choice, and some are also German. “Start. You have thirty minutes to complete sixty questions,” the invigilator says, pressing the timer on her desk. “No turning your heads, or you’ll be sent out of this hall and you can say goodbye to the rest of your tests.” I can feel the fear radiating off the people around me, but I keep my focus on my paper. A smile spreads across my face when I see the very first question is something I taught River on Tuesday — about when the United States came into being. The questions only get more familiar from there.

Then ask him why’ Day ten of thirty Twenty days to go

I decided to ask again, partly just to give myself a chance to finally let go. "Isabelle, we've been together for seven years. This is my hundredth proposal. Come on, stop messing with me." She rolled her eyes, not even trying to hide how little she cared. "So what? I've known Ron for over 20 years. Does that mean less than our seven years of relationship? "I've said it 99 times, and this is the hundredth. Listen carefully. If Ron never gets married, neither will I. That's the promise we made when we were kids. Besides, why do we need a flimsy piece of paper to prove our relationship?"

* * * We'd arrived home and at the moment, we were seated in Cas' bed about to play a game of twenty-one questions. "Little SP, I didn't want this to be a get to know you session or a virgin game so I got the questions pack." He waved it in the air. " Which set or edition is that?" I asked. " Fifty questions, naughty edition." He smirked. " Totally expected it." I rolled my eyes. "The cards are numbered so we'd pick at random and on this sheet we'd tick the already picked card." He said and handed me the pencil. " And we'd make it fast too so it doesn't get boring. It'll be a speed game." I said.

My tone came out a bit harsh. He raised his eyebrows a bit, "What about last week?" He questioned, "I am pretty sure you weren't drunk then." My jaw clenched tight while nervously grinding my teeth, "You get one question only." "I won ten time, I still got nine questions to go." The nerve of this SOB. His eyes kept their focus on me, waiting for an answer. The answer that I don't have. "I don't know." I said the truth, my eyes tried to look anywhere but at him.

he requested, standing up. Like how many sir." Fish asked, still unease of the mission he's about to do. Just 101 pictures of her." 101!!!

Zoya whispered. "I need help" He whispered behind her. "Which ques ?" She asked. "10th question " He looked around. "OK wait" Zoya checked the question paper but couldn't find the 10th question. There were only 9 questions. "Idiot. There is no 10th question !" She whispered, checking at the examiner. Examiner walked passed by their bench in a straight row. "What? but I've in my question paper" Sahir whispered. "Hun?" Zoya got shocked after hearing what Sahir said. She thought her question paper is faulty. That might forget to print the 10th ques.