I give a sigh as the flickering shadows finally hold on and the sun eyeshade above the horizon. I lay there curled up in the loo as the distant sirens finally come in loud and clear. I and my fellowship just got robbed and only I probably survived. The door to the cupboard I've been hiding in opens revealing people in police uniforms motioning to each former saying affair that my meddled creative thinker doesn't comprehend. I look at the dissimilar faces moving around and the flickers of igniter as the sun gleams off some of their badges. I close my eyes and take a deep inhale wondering what's going to happen to me now. One of the officers helps me up and takes me to the police police car making for certain I don't look at sure detail that are probably to disturbing for me to see.
I get into the police cruiser quietly as the group of citizenry stand outside mumbling to one another. I wish my life would end soon but I guess the best thing to do is to await it out like I always do every day even before the murder. They take me to the police office and I answer a series of questions not knowing what some of them mean since I'm too out of it. After a serial of interrogation I finally end up in one of my honest friend's home. I guess this is where my lifespan scratch and finally lifts up.

Chapter 1
I awake on the couch that doesn't belong to me or my family but to my Best friend, my merely friend, and currently my temporary kinsperson. I sit up on the couch and stare at the base awhile. I guess I'm used to sleep on the couch because I used to do it all the clip because they loved my babe more than me. My forefather was a douche who has had five wife and was father of seven minor with four dead and two still active. My comrade, who I don't really blame for doing this, ran away from home once he turned 16 with a lot of money that he"gained"over the geezerhood. I envy him since he was able to run away and endure his own lifespan. My founder was also a Brobdingnagian risk taker and I guess they died because the people he's cheated finally caught him.

I was in the closet because I was hiding from my sister who I spilled chili on by stroke. The only place I could conceive of hiding was the vacant guest elbow room that used to be my honest-to-god brothers way. I yawn, get up, and walk into the kitchen to make breakfast mostly because it's grown into a riding habit. The sizzling strait and smell of Sir Francis Bacon quickly flourish through the house. I start up the umber pot for my Quaker mom and myself. I give another oscitancy and realize that I'm more tired than what I actually probably look like. I guess I love to mould so much I barely remark things like this. I hear soul running down the footmark so I turn to see who it is.
My friend, dressed in a red pajama drawers and carpet slipper showing off his buff that daughter are always giggling and talking about. I turn back around and take up cooking again as he walks up behind me, puts an arm around my waist, and says,"sunup dear !"
I roll my eyes and jab my articulatio cubiti into his gut and say,"bread and butter that up and you won't be eating."
He laughs and sits down at the kitchen table probably watching my cute schoolgirlish but. If you're wondering I look like a cute innocent dozen year old girlfriend except the chest and the skirts and dress. I never really care my looks but there their because my baby and mom like to experiment to a great deal with me. I still have the bruise from fifth grade when they made me go to shoal dressed as a fille because they"accidently"lost my clothes. All the lady friend beat me up using the gym equipment, toys in the classroom, and the playground equipment. I wince remembering after all that the future day the girls got the boys to beat me up. I finish up cooking as his mother comes down followed by his father.
I greet them all and head up stairs to one defecate up that lazy boy's bed and take a cascade before getting attire before school. To guess it's only six thirty and we go to school at eight. I get the shower perfective and everything and then I hop on in. The bathroom door opens a little while later and in pops a naked friend. I and he used to play football, me a pee boy and him a running back, so we saw each other naked a lot. I know a water boy doesn't really do the exhibitor thing but carriage makes all of us do it or else.
"Need soul to wash your book binding ?"He asks me pressing against my back.
I sigh and ask,"Why do you keep back messing around like this ?"
He chuckles and says,"Because ! You're my kick and I want the whole world to know it."
"But were only xiv !"I say lathering up myself.
"Actually you're 14 I'm 15 so that makes you my bitch."He says matter of factly.
I wash off the scoop and turn to face him. He cups my chin and says,"Don't worry I'm never going to smart you or let anyone ever hurt you."
I blush and get out the shower to wash my face in the sump while he washes off. I grab my towel and go across the hallway to his room to get my clothes. He walks in as I'm standing there wearing a blue button up shirt, all buttons buttoned up, and gamy jeans that perfectly fit me. I make my way to the door but he stops me him with no towel and his articulated lorry sticking proudly four inches out. When I'm semi it only two column inch but that rarely happens in my life.
"So what's bugging you today ?"He asks leading me to his bed.
I sigh and say,"Everything."
He rolls his eyes as he gets dressed for schooltime. A fourteen class old and 15 year old hanging out one getting dressed who is a full on male and the other that looks gender confused is so weird that if it wasn't that everyone knew me as a male person I would've been hit on so many clock time by now.
"Is it about your intimate druthers ?"He asks me putting on a total darkness shirt and a red necklace.
"No ! I don't care if I get a girlfriend besides the solitary way I'm going to get laid is by getting my ass fucked willingly or not."
He gives me a toothy grin and says,"You know I'm going to be one of the guy to get a slice of that ass."
I roll my eyes, get up, and say,"Please don't get lost in your fantasise world again."
I head down stairs and eat my breakfast and clean the dishes as my protagonist, who I forgot to cite is named Richard, comes down and start talking sportsman with his Father-God. I sit down with his mother who is named Penny. We are chatting about the atmospheric condition, upcoming result, and gossip. It sounds like I'm turning into a miss for real.
"You would've made a really undecomposed daughter…"She says throwing me off track just as Rich manner of walking in and says,"ejaculate on the bus is almost here !"
I nod my top dog and follow out behind him wondering what would've made her say that. The bus rolls up and we get on the bus normally. I sit in the front where less people are and rich people sits in the back acting a fool as always. Even though he's pop with people and I'm not we somehow are still unspoiled friends. I knew him before school and before he was assuredness so I guess he means a lot to me. It's not like I'm gay or anything but the only affection I get is from guys so that can induce a vast effect on a someone's wellbeing. I stare out the window as we pick up more people and finally reach school. I get off start and headland to rest home menstruation. My home period is Mrs. Welsting. She stands five foot 5, long beautiful blond hairsbreadth, wearing a option release up shirt with two button undone showing off her cleavage, high bounder, and a blue-blooded skirt that goes past he knees. A lot of the boys fantasize about her all the meter in class and want for a form with her even though they don't know what she teaches.
"Good morning scholarly person !"Mrs. Welsting says in her energetic, shine, adorable voice,"How was all you're break of the day ?"
The stratum replies with happy greeting and sly remark of pervertedness. I sit in the back of the category in the left corner that way I'm out of people's line of descent of sight and out of their way. I pull out my cartoon Holy Scripture from my black backpack and displume out a pencil from my right pocket. I begin sketching anything that I feel like not really caring if somebody sees them or not.
"O.K. year today we have a new pupil and I want you to process him with respect !"She says happily.
Oh yea we are supposed to be getting a new student today. I look up from my sketchbook to see who this person is. A boy my age stands there looking at the ground with nigrify spikey hair's-breadth that cover his eyes, mantrap colored skin, stiletto heel wrist set, sinister denim with jam in them, a black shirt with a skull and hybrid ivory on the movement along with a heavy black leather crown. Over all he looked pretty shivery but we all said welcome and greeted him normally. I look back down to my sketch block and start drawing again. I hear a meretricious clump next to me to see the new student sitting next to me mostly because it's one of the few rear that they have left here but besides that he must care to be isolated like I do. I turn my attention back to my drawings of what is now a brick firm with three mass inside two outside, a setting sun with a few clouds in the sky and a dog running up a hill along with a volute route that leads up to the star sign. That's when it feels like I'm being watched but I just don't know why it feels like that.
"You draw really good."The kid next to me says in a deep husky voice.
"Thanks."I say a trivial bit out of sorts.
I've never gotten a compliment from anyone before well except for my perverted protagonist but he doesn't really number because he's just trying to make me feel secure. I continue sketching until the campana rings letting us know that it's low stop clock time. I put up my sketchbook and put my pencil back into my pouch. I get up and realize my way to the door when Mrs. Welsting says,"Ellen ? Can you show the new student around the school showing him where his classes are ?"
I know I can't say no so I say,"I would bonk to."
A lie straight through my tooth but oh well anything is better than my first period form which is speech. I stand there as he walks up to me still looking at the primer coat.
"Alright let's go."I say turning around and walking out.
I show him all over school showing him where all the category will be and end up in the gym live on. There's no class in the gym right now so I sit down on the top office of the bleachers and lean back against the wall. The boy has been quite the altogether meter I showed him around and I start to wonder what's going through his head. I close my eyes and sigh just enjoying the quietness.
"I got a question…"A voice says succeeding to me.
I nearly jump out of my skin at the sound of his voice. I never heard him take the air up the bleacher or anything.
"Y-Yea what is it ?"I ask shaken up a little.
"Why were you by yourself this morning ?"
I sigh and look up at the cap. I might as well tell him since the others might or they might just treat him like me.
"fountainhead it's mostly because my organic structure is sexuality confused. They don't like me because I'm a guy that looks like a lady friend and I act differently about everything from the masses."I look at his seventh cranial nerve expression.
He's aspect straight up at me and I can see his hazel tree brown eyes through his hair. He looks sort of sad not like ugly but his face looks sad and wear down. He then stands up and says,"So that's how they are… they treat other by strong-arm features… and personal features."
"Yea… Plus my family is also to blame but their dead so I can't do anything about. The only family member I have left is my and only god knows where he is."I say standing up as the bell rings for second geological period.
I start to take the air down the bleachers and toward the way out room access that leads out into the briny hallway. The boy quickly follows behind since we both have the same moment period.
"You know if you hang out with me they'll cream on you."I say not wanting someone to get hurt because of me.
"It's alright besides you're the only person who we'll probably get me and plus I like you."
I nod my school principal and walk of life into secondly period with him. We take our place in the back of the category and start copying down the preeminence while getting a few stares from the other student mostly male but a few female. Second catamenia seems to haul on forever until the Alexander Melville Bell rings letting me know it's fourth dimension for third stop maths which is my favorite subject and time. I walk into the class room and take a rump in the front since almost of the bookman sit in the back. I pay attention during the whole lesson and cease first in my class. I then pull out my sketch record book and bug out drawing till the end of class. I walk to my locker and get out my gym apparel as the bell for fourthly period rings. The new student is in the same P.E. class as me. I walk into the locker elbow room for the guy position and find a nice quarantined place to dress out. I've take off my shirt and my pants when I'm pushed into the wall.
"Hey there bitch."Is whispered in my ear.
I struggle trying to get out of the hold as whoever behind me says,"You need to come up with a better concealment spot."
I'm thrown on the ground and I scramble backwards to merely retrieve I'm in a nook. I see my clobber sprawled all over the floor as three Andrew D. White boys stand over me just in their boxers. One of the boys behind the person who threw me down is holding my survey book the only thing that reminds me I'm human and can do something with my life. He starts flipping through it and says,"I wonder what we should do with all this poppycock ?"
"How about we trash it !"The loss leader of the male child says, the one who pushed me down, grabbing the top of my head.
"Please don't !"I yell trying to get him to let go of me.
He bitch slaps me and says,"If you don't be quite we're going to have got to get more physical than that."
I hold back rip as a page is ripped out of my notebook.
"We'll block if you do us a minuscule favor."The boy says.
"W-What ?"I ask as another page is ripped out.
"Suck our pecker and we'll be on our way."
"Never !"I say a small too loud which allows a couple of more pages torn out and another slap across the face.
"Now what did I severalise you ? Co-operate and everything we'll be over."He says lifting me up by my head that way I'm on my knees.
The boy in figurehead of me pulls out his cock and presses it against my cheek. I move my promontory away from the disgusting matter and try to punt away only to meet wall.
"Alright bitch picks your way firmly or easy."
I keep muted and the boy snarls,"Hard way then."
The boy grabs my head and poke me straight in my jaw. He then tries to pry my mouth open as another boy manner of walking over also hard wanting some attention. I keep struggling with all my might until I hear the strait of electric discharge.
"Keep it up and I'll burn that damn book and you too !"He says making me be still,"Good. Now open up and say ah !"
I open my sassing slowly wishing someone will save me when all of a sudden like a ninja the new bookman appears hitting the one about to shove his cock down my throat straight in his head. He spins around on one foot and hit the sec boy in the gut ; stair on his foundation, and back hand punch him into one of the cabinet. The third boy drops my semifinal burnt torn up notebook computer and takes off running. I have binge going down my side at the stack of my study book. I look up at the night ninja boy as he looks down at me. He offers his hand down to me to facilitate me up. I get up on my feet and hug him tightly tears still going down my centre. I feel his hands on my spine patting me trying to make me feel comforter. I wish the populace could be more like this boy right here.


Let me know if you want more becuase sex will be in later parts .