I've been obsessed with South of Nowhere since I stumbled upon the series last 3 years. I've been reading South of Nowhere fanfics for at least 2 years. I never had the guts to write my own story. But with a little inspiration and push from someone special I decided to write and post. I'm a newbie so help me along the way, please? (:

Disclaimer: I do not own South of Nowhere or any of the characters in the show. But I do own the storyline and the characters that are in this story. (:

Chapter 1: Introducing Me.

It's Sunday morning. The sun shining through my window as if mocking me. As they always say the sun, full of radiance and gracefulness greeting us humans to have a splendid day ahead. Yeah like I'm gonna move from the comfort of my bed. Better luck next time,buddy.

"Rise and shine!," as he opened the door, poking me with my beloved hockey stick, Hooky, yeah that's what I called it. "Oh I should have known that's not gonna work. I count to three. If you don't get up, you know what'll happen. 1...2...3 GET UP!". Next thing I knew I was on the floor landed on my butt. That is definitely gonna make me walk funny.

"Thanks brother for all your help. You just mess up almost all the packing I did." Did I ever tell you how much I adore sarcasm? Well now you know. Before he could say a word, I interrupted him, "Don't go quoting mom and go yapping about early bird catches the worm. Even birds don't wake up this early on Sundays". All he did was stick his tongue out at me and giggle his way. Yeah I said it right,giggles! Tell me how I wouldn't suspect that he's gay.

Speaking of gay, since we are on that topic for now, I'll just keep it short and simple by saying 'Yeah I'm gay,so what'. Surprise? Yes? You wouldn't if you see me.

Everything about me scream gay. Oh and I'm glad my parents are so supportive of it. Leaving all the drama to this one. The one i'm telling you as the story goes along. So, back to where I was at. I don't have those long straight hair that you see on adverts for the shampoo commercials. Definitely not my style. See those male models with that cropped hairstyle. That's more me. I keep my hair short and trimmed with just above the eyebrow fringe.

Now let's talk about clothes. Oh don't groan. You do want to get to know me right? Well, you can have a thorough check but you can never find dresses, skirts, spaghetti strap, halter top. Any of that means you got the wrong room. Maybe they are my brother's, you never know. All you'll find in my closet is t-shirt, pants, berms and just more shirts.

All these clues you got about me. You probably guess that I'm on the butch side of the relationship. The question left lingering on your mind is who am I? I'm not gonna answer you just yet. I'll like to keep me a mystery. You'll know soon enough. That's a promise.

That's it. Hope it can interest some of you. Please review whenever you can. Any suggestions and anything at all are much appreciated! (:

R.