oddball. That's what hoi polloi call me, well mainly my brother but I guess he has a reason to. I don't really fit in anywhere I go. If you look me over a thousand metre you would never retrieve anything normal about me. I'm not the average 11yr old miss. I'm curtly around 4'3, I'm skinny as perdition, my boob are a 34A and that's pushing it, I have absolutely no curves, I wear slurred pitch blackness framed glasses with birdlime streaks down the temples of the frame. At least that's the color for today, my parents spent a lot on my eyeglasses with exchangeable colors so that I could match my outfits in hopes that I'd make to a greater extent friends ; that was a bad decision on their part because I like when I don't match, so my calcium hydroxide green in my looking glass don't equal my black shoes, purplish knee-highs, sorry shirt or T. H. White denim that I have on. My hair is the true definition of peppiness as it is an alternating cross between stemma red and flaming orange depending on the lighting in the room, I'm a bit pigeon-toed, my representative is really squeaky at times and raspy at others, I'm paler than bella from twilight and my freckle come in Orange instead of red like virtually ginger I've seen. My only assuredness geek feature I've got are my middle, yea they are the usual light green but if you actually take a look into them you'd see the violet pack that lie within the light greenness swarm. I'm not complaining that's just my life but I don't really deal I mean I still have muckle of fun by myself and my bestfriend…well only admirer Kyle. So lucky me I get called oddball by my elder brother, Edward I ( from twilight ), midget, and my ducky : that weird kid. My crony tells me to look myself golden because I'm still prepubescent and about kids my age don't know anything about pubescence, but in a few years my moniker for biography will be sack genital organ. To hell with them who needs them ? I've got my chum and I've got Kyle ! Oh my parents too I guess…but they don't count they have to get laid me.

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Darren walked over to the glass backdoor, flipped the aluminum latch up turned on his blackguard and strolled back towards his room.
"W'Sup DOOM"shouted kyle as he slid the room access closed and threw the latch back down into locked position.
Not pausing a indorsement or turning back Darren continued bounding up the gray fleece gradation towards his room and shouted back,"Yo Kyle."
And with that he was in the chancel of his room, door closed music loud, allowing every bit of thou Foot Krutch flood his ears. Darren threw himself on his bed closed his eyes and drifted between the tonal pattern of TFK and whatever the hell entered his mind. He thought about his life history, it was a good life, his father was a Police Sergeant, his female parent the mind Nurse over respective regional hospital, he had more than enough money, his score were….well his course could've been safe I mean the kid was fresh like seriously smart. There was literally no formula that he could not figure out within his capitulum, at the age of six he was labeled a tyke presage and one to keep an eye on for adept like device characteristic. Since displaying his awesome inclusion of all things mathematical and scientific year after year he's received invitations to colleges, scholarships, job offering, you name it he got ‘ em, but he just really didn't give a darn. For Christ rice beer he's just 15 he wants to be a screw-up for a spell get some tomentum on his chest and be a teen and he's doing a pretty good job of just that. Darren was easily one of the most popular fry at school. He was a sophomore but he stood a solid 5'8 putting him in the 90th percentile, his freckle were permanent and the girlfriend found it adorable, his centre were the usual green but laced with halcyon ringing unlike the green-violet eyes of his baby baby, Autumn. He was a darker ginger than his sister, his hair being a more rustic copper look, which made him look like a cool shiny-head brunette if anything. His name is Darren Day so he has a slew of cool cognomen such as : { D-Day, Darren"Dooms"Day, and Doom } his personal favorite was D-Day. He opened his oculus as the music ceased as iTunes reached the end of his play list ; he leaned over and clicked on another playlist, this sentence Fall Out Boy, and rocked off to kip.

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I could differentiate when kyle came down into the basement he was aegir to show me something, I didn't know what it was but I got all excited trying to count on out why he was excited. Kyle stood up and looked through his dingy glasses, his dumpy nerve beaming as he whipped out a magazine of sorts from the lining of his jackets and held it high above his oral sex. Yep, that instantly pissed me off… another playboy. I rolled my eyes and clicked on the Xbox, and I felt his helping hand on my wrist joint, still beaming he told me

"Wait just look at it"
"I don't want to, theres zip in force in those"
"Those ?"he said smugly"Do you even know what magazine this is ? Or did you just infer it was another playboy ?"

I tried to think of something clever to say but he was right, I did suppose it was another playboy, that's all he ever got his hands on to and they got a bit boring after a while, but after teasing me with such potency treasure I had to have a aspect. I fumbled through the a duad of varlet and was instantly shocked, the page I landed on had a eye aged womanhood with her pegleg wide open, two long manicured fingers spreading her lips apart revealing what looked to be a slick very bright pink-reddish pussy, all-the-while tugging firmly on one dark pink pap and letting the other be crushed by the massive thigh of the huge black mastodont standing following to her with an even vast cock shoved damn near into her breast. Her heart were full phase of the moon of binge there was…cum ? Dribbling down her chin and neck dripping onto her chest and he was gripping her hair and looked as if he was pulling her fountainhead towards him.
It took me a second to elucidate my pharynx but I managed in a barely hearable vocalisation,

"have you looked through this ?"

"N-no, I waited for you s-s-so we could appear 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 clarify we're not dating, we've never done anything sexual, not osculate, not concord hands, nothing but looking at at playboy together, he would get them from his older blood brother and spirit at them because well he's a boy I guess. When I caught him one time I took involvement not because I'm a les or anything but because I could look at the charwoman and inquire if I'll ever look anything like what is in the magazines.
"Jeeze this is hot"he breathed, I turned my aid back to the new page that was lying before us. A immature blonde, probably mid-twenties had her ass in the air spread wide with an absurdly enceinte black ribbed dildo in it and a smaller but still impressively orotund tool in her pussy, with her mouthpiece pressed squarely on the pussy of the womanhood from before but this time the black guy wasn't there. She had her tooth on the edge of the previous womanhood's lip tugging on it as the older woman looked to be pushing her head back towards her puss and the albumen guy looked as if he was shoving the dildo as deep as it could get in her ass and his shaft equally cryptical within her pussy. I had to admit It was hot, it didn't get me wet or anything, I just genuinely wasn't that interested yet, I mean I knew I would like it one day effort I liked looking at it now but It just didn't turn me on like it did Kyle, I guess it makes sense, 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 close the record and be done with it, maybe look at it alone but not now, no now was wayyyy to awkward.
Then I felt an overwhelming crushing on my left rib so compressed that it pushed most of the air out of me to the power point I couldn't even utter a cry. I was turned on my vertebral column and felt an even heavier free weight on my chest knocking the balance of the air out of me. Kyle was on top of me and when I tried to assort through the confusion he slammed his disgusting, fat, greasy mouth against mine and threw his natural language into my mouth I wanted to cry, to scream, to kvetch him and run but my air was getting thinner, my throat grew hot, my tongue darted out of my sassing into the overt stale air of Kyle's lingering candy kiss and I punched him squarely in the nose as I realized if I didn't do something, anything kyle was going to pop off me to death. I squirmed against him fighting with all my might but he was just too tinker's damn fat, too strong, too smartness. I tried to think full-strength I tried to be strong and outdo some sorting of offence but when the tattered bits of my old patrician schoolhouse shirt was ripped from my chest I laid there in a heaving, sobbing, defeated mess.
Kyle smiled as he looked down at my bra, totally not what he expected from Autumn. It was a purple cotton plant bra, with a million unlike colored hearts all over it, he lowered his question and squeezed my chest, harder, then harder, then even harder as he watched the torment bed cover over my face and tears escape my eye, he trailed his digit down to my milky stomach, to the tip of my denim, he tugged them up hard so they'd slid against my pussy. He hoped this would fire me but I gave no answer, just a space glassy stare into the darkness of a basement niche. 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 neon pantie with"Q-T-Pie"printed all over it. He gripped the waistcloth of my panties and tugged them up towards my bellybutton ensuring they'd sliding board between my lips.
"Fuck Autumn, if you're not wet yet, you will be…maybe pregnant too, then you'll be mine…forever…"Those terminal row scared the resistance back into me and as I punched him in his jaw I followed through with one to his temple, unfortunately the third was blocked and a piercing, ringing pain sensation, shot through my ear, vibrating through my cheeks and cut my lip on my teeth. He slapped me. He slapped me so hard the room was literally spinning as I felt him crush me under his wait and his firey hint on my ear…I really was his, now and forever.

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"One Night, yeah, and one Sir Thomas More time, Thanks for the computer storage, thanks for the memories, He, he tastes like you only sweeterrrr, ooo ooo ooo OH !"
And with that crescendo that was the end of the Fall Out Boy play list. It's funny how Kyle could never return asleep without medicine and as soon as it ended he'd awaken up, reminded me of Suga mom from the proud family. Kyle sat up on his bed and pulled on a armored combat vehicle top. He looked blankly through the iniquity and tried to clear his head.
"fuck its late, Shit I guess I need to relieve oneself 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 secretiveness, it was never silent when those two were together always aloud and running through the family, he figured something was awry, oddball was Wyrd but she wasn't dumb enough to get out the house without him, not even with Kyle.
Darren flew down the stairs to the second story, then to the first, then again to the basement storey. He pulled open the door and his heart ached, it gripped his chest and he lost his balance. There lying in movement of the Xbox was fall with her shirt gone, and Kyle on top of her. He had his paw on her bra, cupping it, her jean were undone. How could she ? His oddball is fucking a disgusting dirt ball like Kyle ? How ? Why ? How long ? Darren looked back up as he saw Kyle move his hand to oddball's matter, very close to in between them…where her undone jeans were. He looked for his other hand, did he need to know ? He found it. On her pharynx, half choking her. She wasn't fucking him he was going to fuck her. He didn't need to attain sense out of the rest anymore he was going to kill him, I mean he was really going to wipe out him. And with that net thought Kyle was on the flat coat. Darren had his knee firmly in his dresser pinning his arm in the process he clutched his fist reared it back and smashed it into the pudgy, greasy, smelly, fat, ugly human face of the child who would retrieve as Kyle Ramon Rhimes.
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"Stop you'll kill him, DARREN plosive consonant, PLEASE !"I screamed with all my might as I tugged at my elder brother but it didn't thing I was hopelessly outmatched. Darren continued to pound sign the fat screw face, hitting him in his nose despite the increasing amount of rakehell, despite the weaken glasses, despite the cry and screams for service, despite the pee that was coming down the son leg. Piss ? This little 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 door flew open, Darren didn't need the scream to tell him who it was, he knew, he just didn't give a fuck.
"Jesus the Nazarene DARREN WHAT THE shag"Mr. Day still in his full police uniform yanked his son off the incapacitated boy and threw him into the wall. When Darren recovered and tried to advance he easily put him into a fully nelson. With things settled for the bit he looked at the boy lying in the pool of blood, coughing and crying. Then he looked at his wife and down at his daughter, oh god his daughter, her neck was swollen and red, her eyes full of tears, a red handprint on her cheek as brightly as the pedigree on the floor, and her jeans…open.
"Oh God no, NO, NO ! NO ! NO ! ! !"Sgt. Day threw his son to the storey and almost on reflex response he lifted kyle off the story by his whisker reared back with a Irish white fist and heard his wife's bloodcurdling screeching precipitous enough to pierce his homicidal mission and stop his fist a simple two column inch from the boy's face. He dropped kyle to the basis a wad of brunet fuzz still in his hand as he ascended the steps with fall in his arms. 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 steps to be given to Kyle, she said no parole to him, she need not to. Her feeling of disgust was enough. Her many years of nursing truly saved Kyle's life, she did such a magnificent job with her equipment at home that Kyle only went to the infirmary as a forethought.
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"Kyle has partial sight within his left eye now because of all the break away glass, that got lodged within it due to Darren's barbaric 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 DAMN right field HE COULD'VE, and I saved his life !"Mrs. Day screamed through clenched dentition."Every dark when I go to sleep I ask myself why didn't I just let him die who would've convicted my son ? Who would've said protecting his little sister from some pervish bitch is a offense ?"She stood up and walked directly between Mr. and Mrs Rhime,"No fucking one that's who. Was what my son did to yours uncivilized ? YES !, Was it lethal ? Damn rightfield, but you want to know a orphic I'm happy he did it I'm glad he beat that slight turd half to death…he tried to plunder my daughter MY FUCKING girl and I should've let him die for it."Mrs. Day spat those hold out few news through her dentition clenching her fist the parentage barely able-bodied to flood around her knuckles.
"Yea my son made a fault but you forget who you're talking to, I'M NEXT IN strain TO BE D.A. get that ? That's territory lawyer which means I have the mean value to press out charges against your son and you won't see him for a long time."Mrs Rhimes spat back with match retribution.
"And I'm The police Sergeant and my bestfriend from childhood is the chief of police force so I have the association to try your son as an adult and your baby boy won't see daytime for the next 15-35 years."Sgt. Day said rising to his foundation with daring purpose in his for both Mr. and Mrs Rhimes.
Mrs. Rhimes spoke first,"Well it looks like we're at an cul de sac. Regardless I don't want your son here, and I don't mean value this town, city, or State I want his ass out of Everglade State and out of the East Coast Now ! I don't contribute a ass what you do to my son, if he's not gone I'm pressing cathexis and using every dirty manoeuvre to get him locked up for as long as I can unfairly get."She meant it the fire and hatred in her center made the degree for her.
Sgt. Day was next to utter,"Deal !"Mrs Day looked appalled at her married man, and formed her justificatory objection, but was silenced by a moving ridge of his paw."If my son faces no pokey time I'll send him to live with my brother in Lone-Star State, but when we're at employment I need to know my girl is dependable, 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 adopted baby 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 married woman's arm and led her back to the car. She didn't say a Son to him, or the two weeks it took to get the arrangements set up. But the day had come, Darren was leaving.
He hadn't said a good deal and no one faulted him for protecting his sister. When Kyle showed up at the hospital word 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 kid from the spotlight so desperately. In the two weeks since the incident happened, everyone was extremely decent to autumn at school, and she even developed a clique at school day when people realized how cool she can be once you talk to her. This made affair prosperous for Darren as he left knowing she won't be alone anymore, people were immolating her now wearing absurd colors and even uncanny particular that she loved to dress herself with and she seemed happy to consume friends, but he hardly spoke and didn't really give any goodbye's. His only if existent gesture in those two weeks was the squeeze he gave his family especially his baby before he left, he finally spoke as he walked through the gate turning and throwing a wonky first-rate bounce ball to her. She asked him what it was, as it bounced awkwardly away from her and she ran to take in it. To her surprise he answered…
"It's an Oddball ”.





~~~~~~Okay so I felt the need to clarify a few things, this is not a colza news report, I mean well this part is but the series won't be, I know it didn't have all that very much sex in it but it'll get there if you guys require it to. I wanted to leave behind it with a cliff hanger but the shoemaker's last paragraph kinda seems like a conclusion to me so I'm going to begin Chapter 2 here to see if you guys want more, electropositive or electronegative comments accepted I'll use it all to be a bettor writer.~~~~~~~






fall woke up to an excessively meretricious bike coming through her neighborhood. The sound faded in and out of with the curves of her neighborhood but then roared to a halt outside her window, 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 date and rest, they would not be glad. She caught up with them as they walked towards the front threshold, her dad smell like chocolate and her mom smelling like"ew"sex ? They walked outside all in pj's. Her Dad, in unripened Bathroom with amber letters that said"senior pilot"he moved through his lieutenant promotion so quickly there was hardly a point in appointing it. Her mom in a yearn pink bathrobe with evanesce missive that used to say number one mom, and she in a pinkish tank car top and pajama pants that read :"I'm just aDORKable ”. With yellow smileys in midst black rimmed methamphetamine.
The stranger rose off his bike and turned his back to the syndicate ; he lifted his helmet off displaying his short brunette locks, as he slid off his cap. One arm had a tattoo on it but she couldn't make out what it said. What she could pass water out was he was big very big. He was about 6'4 and somewhere around 220 pounds that looked to be consummate muscle. With his back still turned he finally spoke,"You've gotten elderly, You've suffer fatter, and You've aim taller"he turned and looked at the upset 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 subdivision jumping up to his new found summit and he twirled her in her limb. He was soon comforted by a hug from his female parent and patted on the back from his father. It has been nearly four long years, and finally Darren was home.
A white Mercedes pulled into the drive and a vernal dirty blonde stepped out and smiled awkwardly, at the baffled family.
"Oh"Smiled Darren as he cupped the beauty in his coat of arms,"Let me introduce 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 low temperature one week from Christmas ? Or are you going to ask in us in to becharm up mom ?"
"Uh-um y-y-yes do connect us Jazmyn, I'm summertime and this is my hubby Neal, and my girl Autumn."
"Nice to meet you all"Jazmyn beamed.
"I'm sorry but before we sit down, may I ask how old you are Jazmyn ?"
"I'm 18 master Day, my birthday was two weeks ago December 13th, exactly one month before Darren's on January 13th when he'll be 20."She said a little to bubbly for the moment.
"Are you significant ?"Blurted out Mrs Day
"Jesus Christ mom why not ask her which attitude is our favorite screw position."Darren replied with the level best annoyance.
This was the best easy lay opera Autumn could've wished for. She giggled at the embarrassment on her mother's face, the annoyance in her brother's, and the chastising from her father.
"No Mrs Day, I'm a virgin, your son is a gentleman's gentleman, we've been together for nearly four years."
Still immensely stymy Mrs. Day responded,"Welcome to the family Jazmine"and leaned in for a hug.





~~~ok if you couldn't figure it out the next installment is gon na have a lot of sex, and a little Romance, a few surprises, and hopefully a in force story…that is if you guys want me to cause more… THANKS FOR READING~~~