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Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
1,107
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
hey jude
This is an original story so I do own just about everything in it “what now bitch!!!” lol
It was the first day of school…for me anyway. My name’s Allen Garcia! I’m 17 male, with brown hair and black eyes. My parents died in a robbery so my uncle and I moved over the summer; to stop the bad memories.
I looked up at my new school, all blue and black everywhere. It was the third month into the school year and its my first time looking at the school! ‘o-well’ I think as I walk though the glass doors to the secretary’s desk. “Excuse me Ma’am, I’m new and I need a schedule.” I told her. “Name please!” she told me “Oh, I’m Allen Garcia” I said to her shyly.
After I got my classes, my uncle went to talk to the principle and I had to have a tour of the school. “Okay Allen this is Iris, she’ll be your guide today.” The secretary said before she went back to her desk. “Hi…um, Iris.” I said as I looked up at one of my oldest friends from when I was a kid. “Sup?” she said in response. Iris was one of my only real friends back in7th grade. “What are you doing here?” she asked me. “My uncle and I moved here this summer. My parents died in a robbery.” I told her knowing how shocked she’d be. Iris never met my parents, nobody did. My parents were always at work trying there hardest to take care of everybody. “oh Allen!” she said as she pulled me into a hug.
“Hey! Don’t be sad Iris; I never saw them so I can’t say I had too many good memories with them.” I told her, in hopes of making her stop feeling sympathy for me. If there was one thing I hated it was people feeling sorry for me. “I know you’re just saying that but I’ll leave that subject alone for a while. I still haft to show ya the school border-hopper!” ha! That makes me feel so much younger! “Yah but if you couldn’t tell, I outgrew that Mexican accent!” I commented
“Well you’ll always be little border-hopper to me so deal!!” she told me. “ha! You haven’t changed a bit from the day you left iris! And that reminds me.. why do you haft to show me around campus?” I asked her even if I thought I knew the answer already. “Oh! Ha, ha, ha, Kayce and I haft to work around school cuz we got caught trashing campus.” That’s not surprising; this is Quimby’s ex-badass talking. “Kayce’s here too! Anyone else???” I asked her. “Yah but I’m an ass and I won’t tell you till you start… when do you start?” she said (omg I hate these she said things!!!) “Um… I start on Monday why?” “Just wondering” she said.
The rest of the day was spent her showing me my classes and such things as that. I gave her my new phone number and she said shed call me tomorrow.
(FF to tomorrow!)
Ring Ring!!
I woke up by the phone ringing and sleepily yelled “What the fuck do you want!” and that’s when my world turned upside-down “Hi Allen.”
It was the first day of school…for me anyway. My name’s Allen Garcia! I’m 17 male, with brown hair and black eyes. My parents died in a robbery so my uncle and I moved over the summer; to stop the bad memories.
I looked up at my new school, all blue and black everywhere. It was the third month into the school year and its my first time looking at the school! ‘o-well’ I think as I walk though the glass doors to the secretary’s desk. “Excuse me Ma’am, I’m new and I need a schedule.” I told her. “Name please!” she told me “Oh, I’m Allen Garcia” I said to her shyly.
After I got my classes, my uncle went to talk to the principle and I had to have a tour of the school. “Okay Allen this is Iris, she’ll be your guide today.” The secretary said before she went back to her desk. “Hi…um, Iris.” I said as I looked up at one of my oldest friends from when I was a kid. “Sup?” she said in response. Iris was one of my only real friends back in7th grade. “What are you doing here?” she asked me. “My uncle and I moved here this summer. My parents died in a robbery.” I told her knowing how shocked she’d be. Iris never met my parents, nobody did. My parents were always at work trying there hardest to take care of everybody. “oh Allen!” she said as she pulled me into a hug.
“Hey! Don’t be sad Iris; I never saw them so I can’t say I had too many good memories with them.” I told her, in hopes of making her stop feeling sympathy for me. If there was one thing I hated it was people feeling sorry for me. “I know you’re just saying that but I’ll leave that subject alone for a while. I still haft to show ya the school border-hopper!” ha! That makes me feel so much younger! “Yah but if you couldn’t tell, I outgrew that Mexican accent!” I commented
“Well you’ll always be little border-hopper to me so deal!!” she told me. “ha! You haven’t changed a bit from the day you left iris! And that reminds me.. why do you haft to show me around campus?” I asked her even if I thought I knew the answer already. “Oh! Ha, ha, ha, Kayce and I haft to work around school cuz we got caught trashing campus.” That’s not surprising; this is Quimby’s ex-badass talking. “Kayce’s here too! Anyone else???” I asked her. “Yah but I’m an ass and I won’t tell you till you start… when do you start?” she said (omg I hate these she said things!!!) “Um… I start on Monday why?” “Just wondering” she said.
The rest of the day was spent her showing me my classes and such things as that. I gave her my new phone number and she said shed call me tomorrow.
(FF to tomorrow!)
Ring Ring!!
I woke up by the phone ringing and sleepily yelled “What the fuck do you want!” and that’s when my world turned upside-down “Hi Allen.”