Oddball. That's what people call me, well mainly my blood brother but I guess he has a reason to. I don't really fit in anywhere I go. If you look me over a m clock time you would never notice anything normal about me. I'm not the mediocre 11yr old little girl. I'm forgetful around 4'3, I'm skinny as inferno, my breast are a 34A and that's pushing it, I have absolutely no curves, I wear thick black framed glasses with Citrus aurantifolia run down the temple of the skeleton. At least that's the gloss for today, my parents spent a lot on my glasses with interchangeable coloring material so that I could oppose my getup in hopes that I'd make more friends ; that was a bad decision on their part because I like when I don't match, so my lime Green River in my glasses don't catch my black shoes, over-embellished knee-high, blue shirt or flannel jeans that I have on. My tomentum is the true definition of ginger as it is an alternating hybridization between blood red and flaming orange depending on the lighting in the elbow room, I'm a bit pigeon-toed, my part is really squealing at time and raspy at others, I'm sick than bella from twilight and my freckle come in orangeness instead of red like virtually gingers I've seen. My only cool eccentric person feature I've got are my center, yea they are the usual light William Green but if you actually take a feeling into them you'd see the violet rings that lie within the light green cloud. I'm not complaining that's just my life but I don't really care I mean I still have plenty of fun by myself and my bestfriend…well only ally Kyle. So favorable me I get called eccentric by my older Brother, Edward ( from twilight ), midget, and my preferent : that weird kid. My blood brother tells me to weigh myself lucky because I'm still prepubescent and most kids my age don't know anything about puberty, but in a few days my nickname for aliveness will be ardour privates. To hell with them who needs them ? I've got my brother and I've got Kyle ! Oh my parents too I guess…but they don't count they have to have a go at it me.

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Darren walked over to the glass back entrance, flipped the Al door latch up turned on his hound and strolled back towards his room.
"W'Sup day of reckoning"shouted kyle as he slid the door closed and threw the door latch back down into locked position.
Not pausing a second or turning back Darren continued bounding up the gray wool measure towards his room and shouted back,"Yo Kyle."
And with that he was in the sanctuary of his room, doorway closed music loud, allowing every bit of Thousand human foot Krutch flood his ears. Darren threw himself on his bed closed his oculus and drifted between the melody of TFK and whatever the the pits entered his mind. He thought about his life, it was a good life story, his father was a Police Sergeant, his mother the capitulum nursemaid over several regional infirmary, he had more than adequate money, his score were….well his grades could've been better I mean the kid was saucy like seriously impertinent. There was literally no normal that he could not solve within his head, at the age of six he was labeled a child portent and one to watch over for wizard like feature. Since displaying his awe-inspiring inclusion of all things mathematical and scientific twelvemonth after twelvemonth he's received invitations to colleges, scholarships, job fling, you name it he got ‘ em, but he just really didn't give a damn. For Christ interest he's just 15 he wants to be a screw-up for a while get some hair on his dresser and be a teenaged and he's doing a pretty good job of just that. Darren was easily one of the most popular Kid at schoolhouse. He was a soph but he stood a firm 5'8 putting him in the 90th percentile, his freckles were permanent and the young woman found it adorable, his centre were the usual green but laced with gilded rings unlike the green-violet eyes of his baby sister, Autumn. He was a darker ginger than his Sister, his hairsbreadth being a more hick cop looking at, which made him front like a chill shiny-head brunette if anything. His figure is Darren Day so he has a spate of cool down cognomen such as : { 6 June 1944, Darren"day of reckoning"Day, and Doom } his personal ducky was D-Day. He opened his centre as the music ceased as iTunes reached the end of his play list ; he leaned over and clicked on another playlist, this time Fall Out Boy, and rocked off to kip.

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I could tell apart when kyle came down into the basement he was eager to show me something, I didn't know what it was but I got all excited trying to calculate out why he was excited. Kyle stood up and looked through his dingy drinking glass, his pudgy font beaming as he whipped out a magazine of sorts from the lining of his crownwork and held it high above his head. Yep, that instantly pissed me off… another playboy. I rolled my centre and clicked on the Xbox, and I felt his script on my wrist, still beaming he told me

"Wait just look at it"
"I don't want to, theres zero good in those"
"Those ?"he said smugly"Do you even know what cartridge this is ? Or did you just guess it was another man-about-town ?"

I tried to call up of something clever to say but he was proper, I did think it was another playboy, that's all he ever got his hands on to and they got a bit tire after a while, but after teasing me with such potential hoarded wealth I had to have a tone. I fumbled through the a couplet of pages and was instantly shocked, the page I landed on had a middle aged woman with her legs wide afford, two long manicured finger's breadth spreading her lips apart revealing what looked to be a slick very brilliantly pink-reddish pussy, all-the-while tugging firmly on one dark pinko teat and letting the other be crushed by the massive second joint of the huge dim mastodont standing next to her with an even huger cock shoved damn near into her chest. Her eye were full of tears there was…cum ? Dribbling down her chin and neck dripping onto her chest and he was gripping her hair's-breadth and looked as if he was pulling her head towards him.
It took me a min to clear my throat but I managed in a barely audible vocalisation,

"have you looked through this ?"

"N-no, I waited for you s-s-so we could see at it together"he heaved through deepening gasps. By god this was seriously turning him on, I mean I get it, it is extremely sexy but I think he's going to blow a gasket. Let me clear up we're not dating, we've never done anything intimate, not snog, not prevail hired hand, nothing but look at playboy together, he would get them from his older brothers and face at them because well he's a boy I guess. When I caught him one time I took sake not because I'm a les or anything but because I could search at the womanhood and wonder if I'll ever look anything like what is in the magazines.
"Jeeze this is hot"he breathed, I turned my attending back to the new page that was lying before us. A immature blonde, probably twenties had her ass in the air spread wide with an absurdly large black ribbed dildo in it and a minor but still impressively large hawkshaw in her pussy, with her mouth pressed squarely on the kitty-cat of the woman from before but this time the black guy wasn't there. She had her dentition on the border of the senior woman's lip tugging on it as the older woman looked to be pushing her head back towards her pussy and the white guy looked as if he was shoving the dildo as inscrutable as it could get in her ass and his cock equally abstruse within her pussy. I had to intromit It was hot, it didn't get me wet or anything, I just genuinely wasn't that interest yet, I mean I knew I would like it one day cause I liked looking at it now but It just didn't turn me on like it did Kyle, I guess it makes mother wit, I won't be twelve for another 4 months almost and Kyle just turned 13 a few weeks ago so it's natural for him to be attracted to it, I think. Either way it was creeping me out, I just wanted to shut the leger and be done with it, maybe face at it alone but not now, no now was wayyyy to awkward.
Then I felt an overwhelming crushing on my pass on rib so wet that it pushed most of the air out of me to the point I couldn't even utter a cry. I was turned on my back and felt an even heavier system of weights on my chest knocking the rest of the air out of me. Kyle was on top of me and when I tried to screen through the discombobulation he slammed his disgusting, fat, greasy sassing against mine and threw his tongue into my oral cavity I wanted to cry, to scream, to kick him and run but my air was getting thinner, my throat grew hot, my clapper darted out of my mouth into the outdoors stale air of Kyle's lingering kiss and I punched him squarely in the nuzzle as I realized if I didn't do something, anything kyle was going to fret me to Death. I squirmed against him fighting with all my might but he was just too tinker's dam fat, too strong, too saucy. I tried to call up straight I tried to be strong and outgo some sort of offence but when the tattered bits of my old blue air schooling shirt was ripped from my chest I laid there in a heave, sobbing, defeated mess.
Kyle smiled as he looked down at my bra, totally not what he expected from autumn. It was a purple cotton bra, with a million different colored hearts all over it, he lowered his head and twitch my breast, harder, then harder, then even harder as he watched the agony spread over my human face and split escape my eyes, he trailed his fingers down to my milky stomach, to the tip of my jeans, he tugged them up hard so they'd slid against my pussy. He hoped this would arouse me but I gave no reply, just a blank glassy stare into the darkness of a cellar corner. I guess Kyle was really getting pissed by my lack of enthusiasm. He angrily fumbled with my jeans and unzipped them folding them back to see bright atomic number 10 panty with"Q-T-Pie"printed all over it. He gripped the sash of my panties and tugged them up towards my navel ensuring they'd glide between my mouth.
"Fuck autumn, if you're not wet yet, you will be…maybe fraught too, then you'll be mine…forever…"Those last Book scared the resistance back into me and as I punched him in his jaw I followed through with one to his tabernacle, unfortunately the third was blocked and a piercing, ringing nuisance, stab through my ear, vibrating through my boldness and cut my lip on my teeth. He slapped me. He slapped me so hard the room was literally spinning as I felt him squelch me under his delay and his firey breath on my ear…I really was his, now and forever.

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"One night, yeah, and one more clock time, Thanks for the memory, thanks for the computer storage, He, he tastes like you only sweeterrrr, ooo ooo ooo OH !"
And with that crescendo that was the end of the Fall Out Boy playlist. It's peculiar how Kyle could never light asleep without music and as soon as it ended he'd come alive up, reminded me of Suga mama from the proud family. Kyle sat up on his bed and pulled on a tank top. He looked blankly through the shadow and tried to clear his head.
"piece of ass its late, Shit I guess I need to make Oddball her dinner, Kyle too I guess if he's still here, I don't even know what we have cle—"
Then it hit him, the silence, it was never silent when those two were together always forte and running through the house, he figured something was amiss, oddball was weird but she wasn't dumb enough to pass on the planetary house without him, not even with Kyle.
Darren flew down the step to the second floor, then to the first, then again to the cellar floor. He pulled open the doorway and his heart ached, it gripped his chest and he lost his proportion. There lying in forepart of the Xbox was autumn with her shirt gone, and Kyle on top of her. He had his deal on her bra, cupping it, her jeans were undone. How could she ? His oddball is fucking a disgusting worm like Kyle ? How ? Why ? How long ? Darren looked back up as he saw Kyle proceed his hands to oddball's thing, very close to in between them…where her done for dungaree were. He looked for his other helping hand, did he want to know ? He found it. On her throat, half choking her. She wasn't fucking him he was going to fuck her. He didn't need to form sense out of the rest anymore he was going to stamp out him, I mean he was really going to toss off him. And with that last thought Kyle was on the ground. Darren had his genu firmly in his pectus pinning his arm in the process he clutched his fist reared it back and smashed it into the pudgy, greasy, smelly, fat, ugly face of the child who would remembered as Kyle Ramon Rhimes.
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"stop consonant you'll kill him, DARREN STOP, PLEASE !"I screamed with all my might as I tugged at my honest-to-god comrade but it didn't subject I was hopelessly outmatched. Darren continued to pound the fat fuck face, hitting him in his nose despite the increasing amount of line of descent, despite the break away glasses, despite the shout and sidesplitter for assistance, despite the pee that was coming down the boys leg. piss ? This lilliputian fucker pissed on him ? With that Darren pounded harder and faster until his knuckles were bleeding from cutting them on the Kyle's glasses and teeth.
Unexpectedly, the threshold flew open, Darren didn't need the screams to tell him who it was, he knew, he just didn't give a screwing.
"JESUS Savior DARREN WHAT THE piece of ass"Mr. Day still in his full constabulary uniform yanked his son off the helpless boy and threw him into the wall. When Darren recovered and tried to elevate he easily put him into a full phase of the moon Lord Nelson. With things settled for the instant he looked at the boy lying in the pocket billiards of rakehell, coughing and crying. Then he looked at his married woman and down at his daughter, oh god his girl, her neck was swollen and red, her eyes full of snag, a red handprint on her human face as bright as the lineage on the floor, and her jeans…open.
"Oh God no, NO, NO ! NO ! NO ! ! !"Sgt. Day threw his son to the floor and almost on unconditioned reflex he lifted kyle off the level by his fuzz reared back with a Irish white fist and heard his wife's bloodcurdling wow sharp enough to pierce his homicidal mission and stop his fist a simple two in from the boy's face. He dropped kyle to the ground a wad of brunet hair still in his bridge player as he ascended the steps with Autumn in his weapons system. Mrs Day led Darren up the stairs holding him trying to calm him down, she locked the door from the interior and went back down the stairs to lean to Kyle, she said no Word of God to him, she need not to. Her flavor of disgust was enough. Her many years of nursing truly saved Kyle's life, she did such a splendid job with her equipment at home that Kyle only went to the infirmary as a precaution.
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"Kyle has partial mass within his go away eye now because of all the relegate ice, that got lodged within it due to Darren's uncivilised onslaught."Mr. Rhimes screamed at Mr. and Mrs. Day."Your son is an animal who better belongs in a Zoo, he could've killed my son he coul—"
"YOUR red cent RIGHT HE COULD'VE, and I saved his life !"Mrs. Day screamed through clenched teeth."Every nighttime when I go to kip I ask myself why didn't I just let him die who would've convicted my son ? Who would've said protecting his little baby from some pervish cunt is a crime ?"She stood up and walked directly between Mr. and Mrs. Rhime,"No fucking one that's who. Was what my son did to yours barbaric ? YES !, Was it lethal ? hoot right, but you want to eff a secret I'm happy he did it I'm glad he beat that little shit one-half to death…he tried to spoil my daughter MY FUCKING daughter and I should've let him die for it."Mrs. Day spat those last few words through her dentition clenching her fist the blood barely able to flood around her knuckles.
"Yea my son made a misunderstanding but you forget who you're talking to, I'M NEXT IN course TO BE D.A. get that ? That's territorial dominion ATTORNEY which means I have the agency to weightlift billing against your son and you won't see him for a long time."Mrs Rhimes spat back with peer vengeance.
"And I'm The police police sergeant and my bestfriend from puerility is the Chief of Police so I have the connectedness to try your son as an Adult and your baby boy won't see day for the future 15-35 years."Sgt. Day said rising to his understructure with daring intentions in his for both Mr. and Mrs. Rhimes.
Mrs. Rhimes spoke first,"fountainhead it looks like we're at an dead end. Regardless I don't want your son here, and I don't mean this Town, City, or land I want his ass out of Sunshine State and out of the East Coast Now ! I don't reach a piece of ass what you do to my son, if he's not gone I'm pressing charges and using every dirty maneuver to get him locked up for as recollective as I can unfairly get."She meant it the fire and hatred in her heart made the item for her.
Sgt. Day was next to speak,"Deal !"Mrs Day looked appalled at her married man, and formed her defensive attitude protest, but was silenced by a Wave of his hand."If my son faces no clink clip I'll send him to experience with my chum in Lone-Star State, but when we're at piece of work I need to roll in the hay my daughter is safe, so your son goes too."
"Done !"Said Mr. Rhimes,"I'll one up you Sarg, if you get your son to texas I'll send Kyle with my adoptive sister in Korea and that'll be the end you'll ever here from us.
Sgt. Day gave a threatening nod and with that gripped his wife's arm and led her back to the car. She didn't say a word to him, or the two workweek it took to get the organisation set up. But the day had come, Darren was leaving.
He hadn't said much and no one faulted him for protecting his sister. When Kyle showed up at the hospital Holy Scripture spread around quickly even reaching the local news about what happened and that was probably all the more reason that both parents wanted to remove their kids from the public eye so desperately. In the two weeks since the incident happened, everyone was extremely skillful to Autumn at school, and she even developed a clique at school when people realized how nerveless she can be once you talk to her. This made things easier for Darren as he left knowing she won't be alone anymore, citizenry were immolating her now wearing derisory gloss and even unearthly items that she loved to decorate herself with and she seemed felicitous to have friends, but he hardly spoke and didn't really give any goodbye's. His just veridical gesture in those two week was the hugs he gave his family especially his Sister before he left, he finally spoke as he walked through the gate turning and throwing a wonky extremely bounce ballock to her. She asked him what it was, as it bounced awkwardly away from her and she ran to watch it. To her surprisal he answered…
"It's an eccentric ”.





~~~~~~Okay so I felt the penury to clarify a few things, this is not a violation floor, I mean well this function is but the series won't be, I know it didn't have all that lots sex in it but it'll get there if you guys desire it to. I wanted to provide it with a cliff hanger but the hold up paragraph kinda seems like a conclusion to me so I'm going to commence Chapter 2 here to see if you guys require more, positive or veto comments accepted I'll use it all to be a serious writer.~~~~~~~






autumn woke up to an excessively gimcrack motorcycle coming through her neighborhood. The sound faded in and out of with the curves of her vicinity but then roared to a stoppage outside her windowpane, it was just before 9:00a.m. on a Sunday and her parents were both fortunate to have the day off together, a day they planned to use for a appointment and rest, they would not be happy. She caught up with them as they walked towards the front threshold, her dad smelling like coffee and her mom smelling like"ew"sex ? They walked outside all in pajamas. Her Dad, in Green Bathroom with Au letters that said"Captain"he moved through his lieutenant furtherance so quickly there was hardly a point in appointing it. Her mom in a prospicient garden pink bathrobe with faded varsity letter that used to say number one mom, and she in a knock armoured combat vehicle top and pajama pants that read :"I'm just aDORKable ”. With chicken smileys in thick black rimmed glasses.
The stranger rose off his motorcycle and turned his back to the family ; he lifted his helmet off displaying his suddenly brunet whorl, as he slid off his jacket. One arm had a tattoo on it but she couldn't make out what it said. What she could take in out was he was big very big. He was about 6'4 and somewhere around 220 pounds that looked to be pure heftiness. With his book binding still turned he finally spoke,"You've produce former, You've arrest fatter, and You've stick taller"he turned and looked at the confused family, as they all adjusted to his face. Then Autumn read his tattoo, it said…"D-day"
"Darren ?"
"Who else oddball ?"
With that she ran into his arms jumping up to his new found height and he twirled her in her weapon system. He was soon comforted by a hug from his mother and patted on the back from his founding father. It has been nearly four long years, and finally Darren was home.
A Patrick Victor Martindale White Mercedes pulled into the drive and a young dirty blond stepped out and smiled awkwardly, at the baffled family.
"Oh"Smiled Darren as he cupped the beauty in his weaponry,"Let me inclose my beautiful fiancé, Jazmyn."
"But you're not even 20, not until next month."
"True, so are you going to leave my fiancé in the cold one week from Christmas ? Or are you going to ask over us in to see up mom ?"
"Uh-um y-y-yes do join us Jazmyn, I'm Summer and this is my hubby Neal, and my daughter Autumn."
"Nice to converge you all"Jazmyn beamed.
"I'm sorry but before we sit down, may I ask how old you are Jazmyn ?"
"I'm 18 Captain Day, my birthday was two weeks ago December 13th, exactly one calendar month before Darren's on January 13th when he'll be 20."She said a little to bubbly for the moment.
"Are you pregnant ?"Blurted out Mrs. Day
"Jesus Savior mom why not ask her which position is our favorite shtup position."Darren replied with the utmost pain in the neck.
This was the best grievous bodily harm opera autumn could've wished for. She giggled at the embarrassment on her mother's side, the annoyance in her brother's, and the chastising from her Church Father.
"No Mrs. Day, I'm a virgin, your son is a gentlemen, we've been together for nearly four years."
Still immensely stymie Mrs Day responded,"Welcome to the family Jazmine"and leaned in for a hug.





~~~ok if you couldn't physique it out the following instalment is gon na cause a lot of sex, and a little romance, a few surprisal, and hopefully a good story…that is if you guys require me to make more… THANKS FOR READING~~~