Hey all, just another pilot chapter for another story of mine. Let me know how you like it. If I play my cards right, you'll see different sides of a character that you never expected. I love it when I can surprise people. Who knows? This may be completely, in the words of Monty Python, "Silly!" But just like Shift in the Sands, I'll yank it if it sucks that bad. If it's too painful to get through the first paragraph, I gotcha. Flames are welcome, and somewhat expected, if it bites monkey butts. Let me know what ya think...
Disclaimer: I don't own MKR
Confused Loyalties
chapter 1: The Players
No need to wonder how this ends. No. This story has already been written.
This is my story. But before I set the board, you better know who I'm about to tangle with. I'm sitting in the cafeteria of possibly the shittiest high school you'll ever find. Even the cheerleaders aren't that hot. Now that's bad if you ask me. But you're not asking me about the chicks here are you? Didn't think so.
Anyway, I'm sitting next to my brother. He's the wild card between the two of us. Every time he looks at you, you feel like you just wanna jump up and scream, "Okay! I admit! I did it!" Then you get that dumbfounded/ guilty look on your face and he'll just laugh at you.
From my perspective, he's not much to look at. But ask any of the girls here and they'll tell you they'd be willing to bear his children. He's had so many offers from girls: the preps, the geeks, the athletes, the cheerleaders, the straight A's. You name 'em, they've asked him to screw 'em. What has he got that I don't? He's smaller than I am. Like I said he's not much to look at. He wears the rattiest clothes, like he just came out of the garage after being under the hood for hours. He does everything himself. He's constantly nagging mom to go see a shrink. He's that goody-good bad boy you can never figure out.
Then there's those two in the corner. They never leave each other's sights. When one's in the bathroom, the other doesn't wait outside. Oh no. From what I've heard it takes them thirty minutes to get back to class. But the teach always let 'em go and fuck in the stalls. My brother will sometimes punch me and jeer, "They're always joined at the pelvis aren't they?" And it's true. Not that I go out of my way to find out! Hell no! What kind of pervert do you think I am?! Those two can have their screwing sessions. And the gothic clothes. And their druggies fuck buddies. I don't know why. What the hell?! Of course I know why! I just don't see how they're there right now. Nobody who know them does. I mean REALLY knows them.
Then there's little miss lonely next to the lunch line. She's one of those repulsive goody-goods. A real trooper! I despise her too... for other reasons than her nauseating good deeds. Some have said she's a witch. That's why the most popular track star fell in love with her. And hasn't been seen sense.
Something tells me though... he's not gone.
And then... there's her. God she's beautiful. She hangs out with the fencing team all the time. She's never alone. But that shouldn't stop me from talking to her should it? My brother's always warned me to stay away from her. Stupid me for telling him I was crushing on her in the first place. He's always said he'd find me somebody better. He's the one who's got connections! Course he'd be doing me a favor I'd have to pay back with interest. No thanks Clef! I'd sooner be like Fuu rather than you fix me up with one of your whores. No thanks! If I want to screw some hot chick, I'll find someone who won't want to hump in the bathroom stall. I still can't believe that's always been Hikaru's idea!
Disclaimer: I don't own MKR
Confused Loyalties
chapter 1: The Players
No need to wonder how this ends. No. This story has already been written.
This is my story. But before I set the board, you better know who I'm about to tangle with. I'm sitting in the cafeteria of possibly the shittiest high school you'll ever find. Even the cheerleaders aren't that hot. Now that's bad if you ask me. But you're not asking me about the chicks here are you? Didn't think so.
Anyway, I'm sitting next to my brother. He's the wild card between the two of us. Every time he looks at you, you feel like you just wanna jump up and scream, "Okay! I admit! I did it!" Then you get that dumbfounded/ guilty look on your face and he'll just laugh at you.
From my perspective, he's not much to look at. But ask any of the girls here and they'll tell you they'd be willing to bear his children. He's had so many offers from girls: the preps, the geeks, the athletes, the cheerleaders, the straight A's. You name 'em, they've asked him to screw 'em. What has he got that I don't? He's smaller than I am. Like I said he's not much to look at. He wears the rattiest clothes, like he just came out of the garage after being under the hood for hours. He does everything himself. He's constantly nagging mom to go see a shrink. He's that goody-good bad boy you can never figure out.
Then there's those two in the corner. They never leave each other's sights. When one's in the bathroom, the other doesn't wait outside. Oh no. From what I've heard it takes them thirty minutes to get back to class. But the teach always let 'em go and fuck in the stalls. My brother will sometimes punch me and jeer, "They're always joined at the pelvis aren't they?" And it's true. Not that I go out of my way to find out! Hell no! What kind of pervert do you think I am?! Those two can have their screwing sessions. And the gothic clothes. And their druggies fuck buddies. I don't know why. What the hell?! Of course I know why! I just don't see how they're there right now. Nobody who know them does. I mean REALLY knows them.
Then there's little miss lonely next to the lunch line. She's one of those repulsive goody-goods. A real trooper! I despise her too... for other reasons than her nauseating good deeds. Some have said she's a witch. That's why the most popular track star fell in love with her. And hasn't been seen sense.
Something tells me though... he's not gone.
And then... there's her. God she's beautiful. She hangs out with the fencing team all the time. She's never alone. But that shouldn't stop me from talking to her should it? My brother's always warned me to stay away from her. Stupid me for telling him I was crushing on her in the first place. He's always said he'd find me somebody better. He's the one who's got connections! Course he'd be doing me a favor I'd have to pay back with interest. No thanks Clef! I'd sooner be like Fuu rather than you fix me up with one of your whores. No thanks! If I want to screw some hot chick, I'll find someone who won't want to hump in the bathroom stall. I still can't believe that's always been Hikaru's idea!