As relieved as he was that his first day was finally over, Zed still drug his feet as he walked home. The last half of the day wasn't any better than the first. He made no friends in any of his classes and everyone seemed to avoid him like the plague. He wasn't perfect enough for this stupid town.

But the bright spot of his day was the short time he got to properly meet the white haired girl from across the street.

Addison.

Just the thought of her name made him sigh dreamily. She didn't judge him for how he looked; for the old, ratty clothes or his green-dyed hair. In fact, she seemed to like it. It shouldn't be a huge surprise, since she obviously likes standing out with her own choice of hair color. But her compliments still make his stomach flutter.

He was almost home, his house in view just down the street. Another house just across from his, also in view, was the same girl's house that'd been plaguing his every thought since this afternoon; Addison.

The closer he got, the harder it was for him to keep his eyes on the path ahead of him. He didn't want to make himself seem creepy by looking for her, by wondering if she was even home. When he was almost home, he couldn't help himself.

He peeked over to the window Addison had been hanging out of yesterday while they were moving. But she was nowhere to be found.

Zed sighed, chest deflating and shoulders slouching as he went inside. No sooner had he shut the door that his mom was greeting him.

"Oh welcome home sweetie! Dinner's almost ready! Why don't you go wash up." She instructed, not even giving him much of a second glance as she stirred whatever she was cooking over the stove.

"Yeah, sure Mom." He agreed somberly, passing by towards his room to drop his backpack.

"Your dad and sister should be home soon, so don't take too long!" She added, not even seeming to notice his sour mood. Zed sighed, quickening his pace to do as his mother requested.

After washing his hands, he splashed some water in his face. Gripping the edges of the sink as he looked at himself in the mirror. It had been such a hard day. He was so used to being accepted at his old school. He felt like everyone was his friend! But here… here in Seabrook, he had no one.

He clenched his jaw to hold in all the hurt he was feeling and splashed his face again. Maybe he could wash the day away if he scrubbed hard enough.


Peas to one side, carrots on the other. Zed sorted the two veggies from one pile into two. His fork acted less like an eating utensil and more like a simple poking stick.

And it didn't take long for his parents to notice.

"You're pretty quiet tonight. And you've barely touched your food." Zevon pointed out, finally getting Zed to look up from his plate. "What's wrong Son?" He asked in sincere concern.

Zed's eyes fell back to his vegetables. He didn't want to tell them how miserable he was. He didn't want them to feel guilty for ruining his life. But he also couldn't lie about it.

"I don't fit in here." He muttered, still refusing to look up. Zevon's brow furrowed.

"What was that?" He pressed for clarity.

"I don't fit in here!" Everyone at the table sat stunned by Zed's outburst. "Nobody likes a new kid who looks different than everyone else! I'm a freak here." Zed's voice went quiet as he dropped his gaze back to his plate.

He glanced up when he felt his mother's hand lay gently over his clenched knuckles on the table. "Oh Zed honey, things will get better as you go. You just have to give it time." Zora assured him with a sympathetic smile. Zed looked at her in doubt then around at his dad and sister.

"I'm not really hungry anymore. May I be excused?" He asked politely, already gathering his plate and utensils.

"Of course, Son." Zevon allowed with a sigh.

"Be sure to wash up before bed." Zora gently reminded him.

"Yeah Mom." Zed mopingly replied. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight, Honey." She said.

"My day was great! I met this girl named Quinn and she showed me around and helped me all day!" Zoey exclaimed excitedly then continued into a big dramatic story about her amazing first day. Zed sighed as he finished cleaning off his plate and went to wash up for the night.


His face and teeth were finally clean and he sluggishly made his way back to his room. He didn't even bother turning on his lights or changing just yet as he flopped down on the bed, letting out a heavy sigh.

How was he going to survive this year?

Suddenly, he heard the window slide open. He jerked upright to face the window, only to see his intruder is actually Addison climbing in silently. He sighed in relief. But then she sauntered over to him.

"Addison? What are you—" she pressed a finger to his lips to stop him.

"Shh." She soothed, her knee propping up as she mounted the mattress. Zed's heart was pounding in his ears. What the fuck was going on?!

"I'm here to pay you back for covering for me." She explained just over a whisper. He scooted back, like a slow attempt at escape, until his back was pinned against the headboard of his bed. She crawled over him and straddled his hips, a look of pure lust in her eyes.

Her hands slid under his shirt, up his abs to his pecs, and lightly tugged the garment over his head. She hummed her appreciation from the new view of the boy beneath her.

He gulped.

Her eyes returned up to his and she could see his hesitation and worry. She frowned.

"Relax, I'm just like any other girlfriend you've been with. Just, not your girlfriend." She chuckled like it's an inside joke, then smirked at him. "I'll be gentle." She whispered, seductively. "I just don't like owing debts to anyone." He floundered for his words and eventually found them the best he could.

"Th-that'd be great, if I'd ever had a girlfriend." He admitted in embarrassment. Realization hit her like a freight train, and it was evident on her face.

"Oh, I'm sorry. You didn't come off as someone who swung the other way." She said, starting to get up off him.

"Wha—? No, I—!" He exclaimed a little too loudly, Addison instantly covered his mouth and listened if anyone would come to his door. When it was clear that they wouldn't get caught, she slowly removed her hand with a scolding pout.

"Keep quiet or else we'll get in major trouble." She said. He shook his head to regain his focus.

"Right." He agreed then got back on his train of thought. "It's not that… I mean, I've had girlfriends, just not that serious!" He cringed to himself at how lame he sounded but ultimately sighed. "I'm, a virgin." His voice lowered to just barely audible.

She blinked in surprise, a completely new realization hitting her. But then she softened.

"Ok. Then we'll go slow." She assured him. "If you don't like it, I'll stop. I'm not really into the whole rape-y thing." She laughed lightly. "But I promise I'll make you feel good if you let me." She allured, fluttering her lashes temptingly.

Zed gulped again. He wasn't sure what he was doing but he knew he was insanely attracted to this badass girl. So maybe, just maybe, this could lead to something more someday. He nodded.

As soon as he gave his consent, she locked their lips and ground her hips down against his. He made a surprised squeak but let his eyes roll back and close from the incredibly good friction she was creating as he kissed her back. He lifted his hands from fisting the sheets to skim up her thighs to the curves of her tiny waist but stopped, unsure of how far he was allowed to go with this, what she would want.

Addison noticed the sudden hesitation in him and giggled. "You're so cute. Being such a gentleman when I'm throwing myself at you." She teased softly, sitting up straighter and grabbing his wrists to guide them up her stomach till he was palming her breasts. Zed's eyes widened and his groin twitched, she wasn't wearing a bra. She leaned back in and captured his lips again.

His gentle hands massaging her mounds in a rhythm that even made her a little breathless. Geez, she never got worked up with guys. They're usually so shallow and rough. But for some reason, his hands felt so good on her, even through her shirt. Maybe she'd enjoy this a little more than she anticipated. She leaned back swiftly and threw her shirt over her head. Zed sucked in a breath from the sight of the beautiful topless girl on top of him.

He doesn't know what possessed him to do it, but he lunged forward and latched onto her left nipple. She gasped in excitement and racked her fingers through his thick green hair. His sucking and licking drove her crazy and his arms had her caged in a tight embrace.

She needed to stop. He can't have control over her. She wouldn't allow it. Instead of letting him continue his devastating delectation on her, she wiggled out of his hold and off his lap till she was between his legs. She expertly undid his jeans and shimmied them, along with his boxers, down his thighs to his ankles.

His face was bright red, which he was grateful for how dark the room was so she couldn't see it, but his manhood stood at attention in front of her, no hiding that. Addison blinked in surprise.

"You've never fucked a chick and you have a dick this good?" Her compliment came out a little harsh but made Zed blush even harder. She didn't hesitate to take him in her hand, leaning forward and flicking her tongue over his slit. He took in a shaky breath and his head fell back against his headboard with a light thud.

Addison smirked, now that's more like it. She had total control again, this boy was putty in her hands. She lowered her head and took him into her mouth, bobbing at a leisurely pace while her hand stroked the additional inches she wasn't sucking.

Zed was already quivering. The amazing feeling of her saliva dripping down his length, her cheeks occasionally hollowing out to suck him for all he's worth, was blowing his mind. Figuratively and literally. He was gonna burst soon.

He knew he wouldn't have time to tell her to stop, causing him to panic. He grabbed both sides of her head and pulled her mouth off of him just as he came. His hips flexed against her hand a couple more times as the last of his milk coated his stomach.

Addison was shocked for a second as he finished. "Fuck." He panted out. That snapped her out of her surprised state.

"So you aren't a total good boy." She mused as she pulled out of his grasp. He chuckled. "You could've just came in my mouth but if you wanna clean up the mess, you're on your own." She said, leaning up and kissing his lips softly. "Though you're the sweetest guy I've ever given a blowjob to."

Yup. Zed was most definitely in love.

She giggled and got off the bed, finding her shirt on the floor and throwing it back on as she headed back towards the window. She opened the glass pane and paused.

Maybe she could train him. He was perfect. An attractive, fit, virgin, who was so innocent that she could mold into her very own personal fuck buddy. She turned back towards him with a smirk.

"I'll see ya tomorrow, Beanstalk." She didn't wait for a response, she was already climbing out.

He sighed when the quiet click of the opening secured again. How the hell did that just happen? A totally hot, badass bombshell just gave him the most incredible first blow job ever. And he didn't even ask for it?! Where did he go so right?

Did he dare think that maybe she liked him too?

He shook his head, forcing the hope from his mind. There's no way. If anything, she's just using him or teasing him for fun. He sighed in disappointment.

He grabbed an old rag from his side table and cleaned himself off and changed into his pajamas. Not that he'd be sleeping much that night. His adrenaline was pumping from her sneaking into his room to do naughty things to him and, even if his feelings weren't reciprocated, he was on cloud nine! He felt so connected with her. That act was so intimate and that kiss, he sighed happily.

That last kiss felt like love.