My Love Adventure_(0)

This is my first story, so it can be a little bit boring. The good things
happen at the end of the first chapter. There will be a lot of beating and
abusing on a teenage boy. I don’t guarantee that it’s the best but if you
like it, then that would be really cool. Please write to
kurosaki0892@yahoo.com or c10wifi@yahoo.com either one is fine. I hope you
enjoy it.

Chapter 1

From Brendon’s point of view

Oh my god… this is a bit embarrassing. Hmmm… I don’t know how to start.
Ok, let me begin by introducing myself. My name is Brendon, Brendon Bowne.
I’m a loner pretty much. I don’t really have that much friends, no,
actually I don’t have any. I don’t communicate well with others. I don’t
talk to random people. I don’t look at random people either. Well, I do
sometimes but only the ones that I think I have a chance with which is
rare. I go to Town High in Massachusetts in the little town of Revere. The
school is simple. I mean it looks simple. Three rectangular prisms put
together. With 3 floors, a large football, baseball, and soccer field, a
large cafeteria, a library, and over 2000 students, I think it’s pretty
awesome. Ok enough of that, I’m standing at 5′ 8″, black straight, kinda
messy hair that I let down sweep my forehead when it’s long and I wear it
spiky when it’s short. I have deep green eyes, long nose, and smooth
lips. I have tan skin form birth and it’s always a cool thing, but no one
seems to notice, so it’s cool to me. It’s weird though. Both my parents are
white but I’m tan. At least that’s what they told me. I don’t play sports
or work out. I’m slim and shape like an hour glass. Well, not exactly like
an hour glass, but you know what I want to mean. I don’t like wearing tight
clothes. I feel like I’m trap or something and I can’t breathe in them. I
don’t wear those gangster baggy shirts or pants either. I wear size medium,
but I buy my clothes in large size. I like to sleep, eat, text, and I
change phone every few months or so. I’m not rich or anything, I just don’t
like the fact that people tend to buy the same phone as me. Other than
going to school and do homework, I pretty much sit on my bed and watch
TV. Relief that I don’t’ have to go to school because it’s summer right
now. I could avoid going to school now, but school works always haunt me in
the summer. I had Advance Placement classes, so homework over the summer
isn’t a weird thing for me, but still I want my vacation. Sigh… it’s like
living hell for me. I worked so hard in school. Always. Every single
day. Well I didn’t work hard, hard in school. My memory is good, so study
for me is kinda easy, but I still have to try my best. In case you haven’t
figured it out, I’m a nerd, geek, whatever those mean people call us smart
people. Strangely for a nerd, I looked nothing like one. That’s what I
think. I don’t like cheap clothes. I only buy brand name clothes and shoes
and expensive cologne. I like to feel fresh and clean and smell good. I
don’t think people can tell that I’m a nerd unless they talk to me or in
one of my class. I do wear glasses, but most of the time I wear
contacts. Not a lot of people who isn’t in my class know because like I
said before talking has always been a problem for me. I’m a sophomore in
the high school. I’m not popular, obviously. Ok I think that’s enough for
now about me.

Summer is just sucks. I have nothing to do in the summer at all. I
have to go to work, do my homework, and read the summer reading which is
incredibly boring. The book just sucks or is it just me? I don’t get along
with books, but some book can really catch me. So finally the summers over,
thank god, but uh oh. I’m happy I got away from the boring summer, now I
have to face all the embarrassments and bullying in school. The first day
of school, I went straight to my locker and sure enough the football team
came over with like 8 or 9 people. One of the guy’s name is Paul, Paul
Hues. He’s stands 6′ 2″ of pure muscle. He has light blue eyes, shorts
spiky blond hair, and the voice of an angel. It’s not like I like him. He’s
my worst nightmare. The others I don’t really pay attention to cuz they are
not that attractive. Well they all are, but Paul seems to stand out. Like I
said, I don’t like him, more I don’t like them all. He has been beating me
up for years since middle school. They’re just jerks. So I was putting my
stuff in my last year locker, Paul came over and says “Heeey nerd, Happy
first day”

“…………” I didn’t say anything. “You hear me nerd? Or do I have to
beat the shit out of you for you to answer me?” he yelled in rage
“Sorry…” I speak in low voice almost whisper “That’s what I thought, now
you’re ready for the regular?” he asked with a smirk on his face “What do
you mean?” I ask facing my locker still rampage my backpack to get stuffs
out of it “You forgot? Gasp!! I guess I just have to show you”

With that said and done, he pushed me with one hand, and my body just hit
the inside of my locker and my head bang against the inside hook. It hurts
so badly, but I don’t want them to see me cry.