I give a suspiration as the flickering shadows finally stop and the sun peaks above the horizon. I lay there curled up in the loo as the distant temptress finally come in loud and illuminate. I and my house just got robbed and only I probably survived. The room access to the closet I've been hiding in opens revealing people in police uniforms motioning to each other saying things that my meddled creative thinker doesn't comprehend. I look at the unlike faces moving around and the waver of light as the sun gleams off some of their badges. I close my heart and take a deep inhale wondering what's going to bump to me now. One of the military officer helps me up and takes me to the police cabin cruiser making sure I don't look at sealed points that are probably to disturbing for me to see.
I get into the police force cabin cruiser quietly as the grouping of hoi polloi stand outside mumbling to one another. I wish my life history would end soon but I guess the intimately thing to do is to wait 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 enquiry not knowing what some of them mean since I'm too out of it. After a series of interrogative I finally end up in one of my respectable supporter's home. I guess this is where my life startle and finally lifts up.

Chapter 1
I awake on the couch that doesn't belong to me or my family but to my intimately champion, my alone friend, and currently my irregular kinsperson. I sit up on the couch and stare at the flooring awhile. I guess I'm used to sleep on the couch because I used to do it all the time because they loved my sis more than me. My father was a douche who has had five wife and was father of seven tyke with four dead and two still live. My crony, who I don't really blame for doing this, ran away from place once he turned sixteen with a lot of money that he"gained"over the years. I envy him since he was able to run away and experience his own life. My Fatherhood was also a huge gambler 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 con carne on by accident. The but place I could remember of hiding was the vacant guest room that used to be my older brothers room. I yawn, get up, and walk into the kitchen to realise breakfast mostly because it's grown into a habit. The sizzling sound and smell of Viscount St. Albans quickly flourish through the sign of the zodiac. I start up the coffee pot for my friend mom and myself. I give another yawn and actualize that I'm more tired than what I actually probably look like. I guess I love to work so often I barely acknowledge matter like this. I hear mortal running down the steps so I turn to see who it is.
My admirer, dressed in a red jammies pants and carpet slipper showing off his devotee that girls are always giggling and talking about. I turn back around and take off cooking again as he walks up behind me, puts an arm around my waist, and says,"Morning honey !"
I roll my eyes and jab my elbow joint into his gut and say,"Keep that up and you won't be eating."
He laughs and sits down at the kitchen table probably watching my cute girlish but. If you're wondering I look like a cute innocent 12 class old female child except the breast and the skirts and clothes. I never really liked my looks but there their because my sisters and mom like to experiment to much with me. I still have the contusion from fifth part grade when they made me go to schooling dressed as a girl because they"accidently"lost my wearing apparel. All the girls beat me up using the gym equipment, toys in the classroom, and the playground equipment. I wince remembering after all that the following day the girls got the male child to beat me up. I finish up cooking as his mother comes down followed by his Church Father.
I greet them all and head up stair to one make up that lazy boy's bed and pack a shower before getting dress before school. To think it's only six thirty and we go to shoal at eight. I get the shower perfect and everything and then I hop on in. The bathroom door opens a little while later and in pops a nude painting friend. I and he used to spiel football, me a piddle boy and him a track back, so we saw each other naked a lot. I know a water boy doesn't really do the shower bath thing but coach makes all of us do it or else.
"Need someone to lap your vertebral column ?"He asks me pressing against my binding.
I sigh and ask,"Why do you preserve messing around like this ?"
He chuckles and says,"Because ! You're my squawk and I want the unhurt world to have a go at it it."
"But were only fourteen !"I say lathering up myself.
"Actually you're XIV I'm 15 so that makes you my bitch."He says issue of factly.
I wash off the soap and turn to face him. He cups my mentum and says,"Don't worry I'm never going to smart you or let anyone ever hurt you."
I blush and get out the cascade to wash my human face in the sink while he washes off. I grab my towel and go across the Radclyffe Hall to his room to get my clothes. He walks in as I'm standing there wearing a blue angel button up shirt, all clit buttoned up, and risque denim that perfectly fit me. I make my way to the door but he stops me him with no towel and his semi sticking proudly four column inch out. When I'm rig 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 center as he gets dressed for school. A fourteen year old and fifteen year old hanging out one getting dressed who is a full on male and the other that looks sex confused is so eldritch that if it wasn't that everyone knew me as a male I would've been hit on so many times by now.
"Is it about your sexual preference ?"He asks me putting on a black shirt and a red necklace.
"No ! I don't aid if I get a lady friend besides the only way I'm going to get laid is by getting my ass fucked willingly or not."
He gives me a toothy smile and says,"You know I'm going to be one of the guys to get a piece of that ass."
I roll my eye, get up, and say,"Please don't get lost in your fantasy universe again."
I head down stair and eat my breakfast and clean the dishes as my friend, who I forgot to reference is named Richard, comes down and start talking sports with his father. I sit down with his mother who is named Penny. We are chatting about the weather, upcoming outcome, and chin-wagging. It sounds like I'm turning into a girl for veridical.
"You would've made a really in effect daughter…"She says throwing me off racetrack just as Rich pass in and says,"ejaculate on the bus is almost here !"
I nod my head and adopt 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 the great unwashed are and rich people sits in the book binding acting a fool as always. Even though he's popular with people and I'm not we somehow are still best friend. I knew him before shoal and before he was cool so I guess he means a lot to me. It's not like I'm gay or anything but the solely affection I get is from hombre so that can possess a immense effect on a mortal's wellbeing. I stare out the window as we pick up more people and finally attain schooling. I get off world-class and head to home plate menses. My home period is Mrs Welsting. She stands five foot 5, long beautiful blonde hair's-breadth, wearing a pick button up shirt with two button undone showing off her cleavage, high gear heels, and a downhearted skirt that goes past he knees. A lot of the son fantasize about her all the time in class and wish for a stratum with her even though they don't know what she teaches.
"Good morning student !"Mrs. Welsting says in her industrious, smooth, endearing vox,"How was all you're morning ?"
The class replies with felicitous salutation and sly input of pervertedness. I sit in the back of the class in the left corner that way I'm out of citizenry's business of batch and out of their way. I pull out my resume book from my black rucksack and pull out a pencil from my right air hole. I begin sketching anything that I feel like not really caring if person sees them or not.
"Okay class today we have a new student and I want you to treat him with obedience !"She says happily.
Oh yea we are supposed to be getting a new student today. I look up from my sketch block to see who this person is. A boy my age stands there looking at the ground with black spikey hair that cover his centre, mantrap colored peel, spike wrist bands, black jean with holes in them, a disastrous shirt with a skull and hybridizing bone on the front along with a sonorous Negro leather crownwork. Over all he looked pretty scarey but we all said welcome and greeted him normally. I look back down to my sketchbook and startle drawing again. I hear a tatty thump next to me to see the new student sitting next to me mostly because it's one of the few seats that they have left here but besides that he must like to be isolated like I do. I turn my attending back to my drawings of what is now a brick home with three masses inside two exterior, a setting sun with a few clouds in the sky and a dog running up a hill along with a spiral road 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 Eskimo dog voice.
"Thanks."I say a little bit out of sorts.
I've never gotten a compliment from anyone before well except for my perverted friend but he doesn't really depend because he's just trying to ready me feel respectable. I continue sketching until the bell closed chain letting us know that it's first period time. I put up my sketchbook and put my pencil back into my air pocket. I get up and pretend my way to the door when Mrs Welsting says,"Ellen ? Can you exhibit the new scholar around the school showing him where his form are ?"
I know I can't say no so I say,"I would love to."
A lie straight through my teeth but oh well anything is estimable than my first geological period class which is speech. I stand there as he walks up to me still looking at the ground.
"Alright let's go."I say turning around and walking out.
I show him all over school showing him where all the course of instruction will be and end up in the gym last. There's no division in the gym right now so I sit down on the top part of the bleacher and incline back against the paries. The boy has been quite the entirely time I showed him around and I start to wonder what's going through his head. I close my eyes and sigh just enjoying the tranquility.
"I got a question…"A voice says next to me.
I nearly jump out of my skin at the sound of his voice. I never heard him take the air up the bleachers or anything.
"Y-Yea what is it ?"I ask shaken up a little.
"Why were you by yourself this forenoon ?"
I sigh and look up at the ceiling. I might as well tell him since the others might or they might just care for him like me.
"Well it's mostly because my body is grammatical gender confused. They don't like me because I'm a guy that looks like a girl and I act differently about everything from the masses."I look at his facial expression.
He's looking at straight up at me and I can see his hazel embrown eye through his hair. He looks kind of sad not like ugly but his case looks sad and worn. He then stands up and says,"So that's how they are… they treat former by strong-arm features… and personal features."
"Yea… summation my menage is also to blame but their dead so I can't do anything about. The solitary family phallus I have left is my and only god knows where he is."I say standing up as the Melville Bell rings for second period.
I start to walk down the bleachers and toward the exit room access that leads out into the main hallway. The boy quickly follows behind since we both have the same second period.
"You know if you hang out with me they'll pickax on you."I say not wanting someone to get hurt because of me.
"It's alright besides you're the only if person who we'll probably get me and plus I like you."
I nod my capitulum and walk into second period with him. We take our seats in the back of the socio-economic class and start copying down the promissory note while getting a few stares from the other scholarly person mostly male but a few female. second gear period seems to drop behind on forever until the Alexander Bell rings letting me know it's time for third period mathematics which is my favorite subject and clip. I walk into the course of study room and take a rear end in the forepart since most of the students sit in the book binding. I pay care during the whole moral and last first in my class. I then pull out my study book and start up drawing till the end of course. I walk to my locker and get out my gym clothes as the Melville Bell for quaternary catamenia rings. The new student is in the like P.E. class as me. I walk into the locker way for the guy side and line up a nice isolated blank space to dress out 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 hiding spot."
I'm thrown on the primer and I scramble backwards to solitary remember I'm in a corner. I see my stuff sprawled all over the floor as three white son stand over me just in their Boxer. One of the boys behind the person who threw me down is holding my resume book the only matter that reminds me I'm man and can do something with my life. He starts flipping through it and says,"I wonder what we should do with all this stuff ?"
"How about we trash it !"The loss leader of the son 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 slap me and says,"If you don't be quite we're going to have to get more forcible than that."
I hold back tears as a page is ripped out of my notebook.
"We'll plosive speech sound if you do us a little favor."The boy says.
"W-What ?"I ask as another Thomas Nelson Page is ripped out.
"Suck our shaft and we'll be on our way."
"Never !"I say a niggling too loud which allows a couple of more than page torn out and another slap across the face.
"Now what did I tell 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 front of me pulls out his stopcock and presses it against my cheek. I move my head away from the disgusting thing and try to back away only to meet wall.
"Alright bitch selection your way grueling or easy."
I keep lull and the boy snarls,"Hard way then."
The boy grabs my head and punches me straight in my jaw. He then tries to pry my mouth open as another boy walk of life over also concentrated wanting some attention. I keep struggling with all my might until I hear the strait of Dame Muriel Spark.
"donjon 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 mouth slowly wishing person will keep open me when all of a sudden like a ninja the new pupil appears hitting the one about to shove his cock down my pharynx straight in his head. He spins around on one foot and hit the second boy in the gut ; steps on his groundwork, and back hand punch him into one of the lockers. The third boy fall my semi burnt torn up notebook and takes off running. I have bout going down my face at the wad of my sketch Scripture. I look up at the night ninja boy as he looks down at me. He offers his manus down to me to avail me up. I get up on my feet and hug him tightly tears still going down my heart. I feel his hands on my book binding patting me trying to form me palpate comfort. I wish the human race could be more like this boy right here.


Let me experience if you want to a greater extent becuase sex will be in later role .