it was my second week at the school. day one i was a walking target. now they cling to me... their attention gives me life. my life attracts there attention. hell i guess you could say i was my own queen. i always have been a queen nevermind. i was brittany bitch. there ways of thinking are peculiar. smoking weed and downing a forty was normal but a guy dressing in drag wasnt. still i wasnt just a freakshow here i was an attraction... the main event. transferring was hard but i did it. i was a prize to be won... the new gay guy. "hes so nice... hes so sweet... oh my god hes so smart." ladies and gentelmen what you do not know is that i am the prime of evil itself. theres blood on my hands that im proud is there. Cody Martin is the baddest bitch to hit mckennley high since ever.
i know what your thinking. "didnt you graduate?" "what about zach" " what about bailey you were in love with her" here i am not known as cody martin you guys know kacie? yeah were friends. unfortunatley shes on the less bloody more family friendly side of spy games. i however will not hesitate to slice the throat of anyone who stands between me and success. After mothers unfortunate death at the hands of my father zach left the country i dont know where he is but im trying to find him. i know he is on one of the places we went to during 7 seas high. people want us dead to. he is my other half. he means the world to me. i know, however, that we are safer apart then we are together. he is safe where hes at right now. he doesnt know as much as i do. he hasnt done as much either.
the reason im here is because im looking for someone. one of the people in this school knows where he is at, another person would do anything to get that information first. zach is my weakness get to zach they get to me. its up to me to scavenge through the hellasious teenagers to find the diamond in the rough. i never looked at ohio as a bible belt place. especially mckennely after principle shoester took over youd think the music would create a safe haven for all minorities. but no, racism, homophobia, feminism, all forms of bullying still occur. sad to say a fairy boy got his head slammed in a locker yesterday. hes currently in a coma at the local hospital. coach evans seems cool. hes my glee coach. hot as hell too. id sleep with him if i could.
nowadays im not impressed with men. they cant keep up with me. i need someone who will make me loose my breath. someone who creates friction. ive slept with twelve boys at this school and all of them dissapiont. im an assasin i have moves that make their heads spin. unfortunatley more people have a life threaten fettish then legally normal... didnt m=their mothers teach them to give affection dear god they pop a cork in thirty second or less. i cant even make a hand job in the locker room last five minutes. the men that portray themselves as players are nothing more then shameful small minute men. or maybe thats just the 21 year old whos undercover as a teenager talking. sad to say but college boys are the same damn way. you say you want a man to keep your face in a pillow all night. youll fall alseep before something interesting happens i need a guy like... like him.
"melissa who is that?" i leaned over and asked.
"james masslow. its his second year. hes on the hockey team nothing special."
"hes hot..."
"for a white boy" her response was toxic. shes a little rude daddy must have spoiled her little rich ass. she was about 5"4' blonde hair (obviously dyed) her breasts were bigger then her brain which probobly stayed in the off setting. she failed basic math... twice.
The bell rang. finnally i could go home. i wish i could talk to zach. i miss him so bad. he was my go too. my best friend. i should be happy hes safe but my heart wants to burst because i have gone without a piece of me for far too long. my house is a little yellow double wide. my "mother" is also an agent her name is christina ross but her undercover name is "eli kuykendoll" then theres her sister topanga and her husband cory. there undercover as themselves. hes a highschool teacher and he has a beautiful daughter shes always in his class i wonder how... then theres me "cody kuykendoll" (pronounced: kirk-N-Doll) and this is my life for now. i sit here in my room in the dark alone mad, terrifyed, and depressed. id give anything to have my brother in my arms. i wonder if ill ever see him again...
