The alarm clock was buzzing harshly in the air, and echoing throughout the bedroom. Hazy lucid dreaming as Steve was stirring in his bed, for he was having an wet dream. "Steve! Steve! Wake up! It's time for school!", a thick German accent shouted from the door, there was Klaus, the family's fish—talking fish. Steve slowly opening his eyes, the faint words from Klaus were deafening, while the bass of the alarm clock was banging Steve's ear drums.
"Steve! Steve! Wake up!", slowly Klaus' words were becoming more clear and clearer to Steve's ears. "STEVE, WAKE THE HELL UP, DUDE!", with Klaus practically screaming in his little portable bowl he sits in - he drags himself with his own fins on the floor as he sits in this small bowl filled with water - Klaus dragged himself by the fins to get more closer to Steve's bed-right under the blanket of the bed. Just about to open his mouth to scream again, the bed covers are ripped across the bed; causing Klaus' bowl to tip him over the floor.
"Oh fuck, I'm late!", Steve sprints out of bed, pacing as he rushes out the room and into the bathroom across the hallway. "Oh shit, shit, shit", Steve is staggering all over the bathroom as he snatches his toothbrush off the sink cup, slobs toothpaste on the brush, and proceeds to rip his gums off from his speed.
Quickly, after his tirade in the bathroom, Steve stumbles back in his bedroom to change into his school clothes. Steve was losing his breath, triggering his asthma. Klaus still on the carpeted floor, trying to pick himself - watching Steve kill himself over, because the school bus was near the block at any time. The school bus driver is very strict, and doesn't wait for anybody. If you miss it, you miss it - and will be late for school. Steve already had three lateness.
As Steve finally got his clothes on, dashing for his book-bag that was resting next to his nightstand, but on his way to his nightstand, he knocked Klaus on the floor again with his foot. On his way out the bedroom door, Steve shouted, "Sorry Klaus!", but Klaus took no offense, for he's use to being disregarded by the family. "It's okay, Steve! Have a good day at school!", Klaus spoke with grogginess as he tried to pick himself up, but failed - flopping to the bathroom. Pushing his bowl to the bathroom, before he croaked on the floor.
As Steve was almost close to the staircase, he heard a whiny voice come from the attic, "Steveeeee! Come here!"; with his name being extended annoyingly. Steve rolled his eyes knowing damn well that Roger, his alien companion was seeking attention as usual. "Too early for his nonsense", Steve thought. But, Steve felt obligated, because Steve knew that Roger would annoy him even more later for ignoring him. Steve opened the door to the attic, climbing the stairs - when he reached the top, he just couldn't believe what he saw, and dropped his back-pack on the floor from shock.
In full grotesque display was Roger in an latex cat suit from his bulbous head to toe, wearing black stiletto heels, and on his grey face was smeared makeup. Looked like a drag queen on drugs. Behind Roger was a mattress with an unconscious masked stranger. Completely dressed in an submissive latex body suit, with only breathing holes for the nose, and mouth. But, the hole for the mouth was occupied by a shiny red gag-ball. The poor stranger was tied with rope in classic bondage. Next to this stranger was an watermelon that had a massive black dildo attached to it.
For the rest of the attic, the walls were drenched in green ooze, the floor was covered in semen, and the windows on each side of the attic had dried cum stains. Used filthy sex toys were all over the floor, along with garbage covering Roger's mini-bar. Clothes hanging from the bar sign that read, Roger's Place.
Roger was the worst but vulnerable creature to grace this planet. Earth's gender-fluid, multi-personality, pansexual, fashionable poster child.
"What in the fuck happened in here?", Steve screamed in confusion. "Well ... Steve ... I ...", Roger calmly staggering over his words, trying to find the right words to comprehend the proper explanation for this catastrophe. "Can you help me clean this up?", Roger asked with the most emotionless expression.
"Hell no, Roger! I have to go to school, I'm running late!", Steve steamed away, stomping down the stairs. Just as Steve left, the latex stranger on the mattress was stirring, then started to panic; wiggling like a frantic worm. Roger quickly grabbed the dildo strapped watermelon, "Go back to sleep", and bashed the fruit on the stranger's head - knocking them out.
Steve dashed the stairs to the living room, ready to leave, but was stopped in his tracks to see his bis sister, Hayley, crying on the couch. Sobbing so hard, her entire body was shaking. Steve slowly got close to his sister, but cautiously, sometimes she has snapped on him; shouting at him to mind his own business. It's his sister, he felt it was right to ask her what's wrong, no matter what her reaction is.
"Hayley, what's wrong?", Steve dropped his back-pack on the floor next to the front door, Hayley stiffened when Steve spoke, but quickly she revealed her face which was in even worse shape, tears streaming down her face. "Oh Steve!", her body now fully turned around, reaching to embrace her little brother, Hayley got Steve in a bear hug. "Steve, you will never believe what I found out today!", crying into his shoulder soaking his shirt with snot.
Comforting his sister by caressing her hair, hair strands tangled in her face,"What happened?", Steve asked. "Steve, earlier this morning, I got home around five in the morning, coming back from the Burning Man festival. I was sneaking back in, thinking everybody was asleep. Bu then I saw the kitchen light on, and heard some talking", Hayley struggling to get the words out, while restraining her tears.
Steve rubbing the tears off her cheek with his thumb, "Go on", Steve urged to know what is making his sister tear apart. "I heard talking, and I got curious. So I tip-toed over to the kitchen, and saw that it was dad -", Steve's eyebrow raised in confusion, what was dad doing up at five in the morning? "Steve, dad was talking on the phone, I heard him talk about divorcing mom", Hayley went back to crying.
Steve was hurt, like someone stabbed him in the heart. The biggest blow to hit him, his parents have been through a lot over the years - more on his father's part for his weird antics, but mo saw through that. "Are you sure?", Steve holding Hayley by the shoulders, to look in the eye. His eyebrows intensely furrowed, "Yes Steve, I think he was talking to a lawyer, because dad was asking whoever on the other end about helping him get a divorce", Hayley's head fell on Steve's chest.
He was about to say something, but he heard the screeching noise of tires outside. It was the school bus, there was then a honk; the driver being impatient. "Hayley, I have to go, but don't worry, we're going to figure this out!", with that, Steve gently laid Hayley on the couch, her not saying a word.
Steve quickly grabbed his back-pack, and ran out, slamming the door behind him; making Hayley flinch.
Running to the bus, already seeing the nasty attitude on the driver's face. The school bus door opened, Steve quietly got on the school bus, but when he fully stepped in the bus, the driver rudely closed the door on his back, pulled the lever to drive, but stepped on the gas so hard, that Steve flew. Rolling on the floor all the way to the back of the bus, causing everyone to laugh at him.
"What a fucking loser!" "Weirdo!" "Dumbass!", and other mean insults. Steve picked himself off the floor, but the back seats of the bus is where he usually sits. Two pairs of hands gripped Steve from his underarms, helping him get up. Those two hands belonged to Steve's best friend, Snot. Snot is a nickname, he prefers to be called by that name instead of his real name.
Schmuely Lonstein.
"Thanks man", Steve lowly thanked Snot, but his mannerisms displayed embarrassment. Next to Snot was Steve's other best friend, Barry Robinson, the obese chemically challenged friend, but behind the soft demeanor was a clinically insane mastermind who has to be suppressed with pills. "Hey Steve!", Barry excitedly, and slowly greeted his best friend. "Hey Barry", Steve wearily smiled. The only one missing from the group was Toshi Yoshida. Toshi, just like Barry can be sadistic, and cruel - but keeps it under wraps. Toshi is their Japanese friend, who recently is in Japan visiting family.
"I already want the day to end", Steve complained, his head leaning back in despair. "Come on, dude. It isn't that bad. I have a good feeling something good would come out of this day", Snot patted Steve on the shoulder, but deep inside, Steve didn't believe him.
The bell dinged for lunch time, as students scurried through the hallway. Steve, Snot, and Barry walked through the hall to their lockers, "Hey Steve, wanna come over, and play video games?", Snot asked as all three opened their lockers. Steve, still embarrassed from today's event in the school bus, "Yeah sure", trying to get his mind off some things, not only the incident in the bus this morning, but also, what's happening with his parents. Divorce.
Just as Steve was putting his books, and bag in his locker, he saw from the corner of his eye that Snot, and Barry were in complete shock - in a daze. "What's up with you two?", Steve asked. The only reaction he got was both Barry, and Snot lifting their fingers pointing behind him, with the words "Oh my god", from Snot's mouth.
At first, Steve was flinching because he thought one of his bullies were behind him, but nothing happened. Quickly he turned, Snot and Barry still starring. Steve turned around to face whatever was shocking his friends. Suddenly, Steve's heart stopped in his chest. His palms became moist, and clammy. Steve was in utter disbelief.
At the end of the hallway was an unfamiliar figure, within the crowd Steve saw the most alluring face. It felt time has slowed down, seeing this beautiful creature's bountiful body bounce with grace, and fierceness walking down the hall. She had smooth caramel skin, with his advance lenses Steve can see she has stormy grey eyes. Luscious juicy bubble lips that glossed with shimmer. Creamy shiny honey blonde hair that was bouncy, and loose. Her eyes covered in black eyeshadow.
As she walked her ankle-long black pleated Maxi skirt flowed that showed the shape of long curved legs, a black tank-top that was covered in a zipped studded leather biker jacket, black boots, and jeweled down with a Christian Lacroix gold necklace,pentagram necklace, and spiked dog collar. On her fingers were various skull, and pentagram ring - many on each finger. Nails long, shiny, pointy in black. Carrying a black bag with tons of buttons of rock bands. This stranger was the most intense goth to be seen.
This new creature got closer, and closer to Steve, and his friends; and they're not the only ones who she got attention from. Walking past students, heads just kept turning, and turning. Jocks, geeks, nerds, drama kids, cheerleaders - various students in complete shock, and quick to the whispering. Many guys gawking at her, especially the jocks.
As she got closer, it can be seen that she has a hoop piercing on the left side of her nose.
Steve felt his heart stop in his chest, and felt such intense emotions soar through his veins. "Who is she?", Steve asked, trying to catch his breath. "Oh that's the new girl, she just moved here. She's new to town, I heard she moved here about two days ago, and she's totally goth. Totally hardcore, she hangs with only the goths. Her name is Coffy. You spell it C-O-F-F-Y. She takes the advanced classes, she's like really smart. But, what do I know?', spoke from an unknown blonde guy, who laughed pretentiously then just disappeared. Who the guys have no clue about, but whenever they want to know about a student, he always there.
As the unknown high-school gossiper left, Coffy was now even closer, "Act cool! Act cool!", Barry started to panic. The trio scrambled awkwardly to pose cool, thinking that the new girl was just walking past them, but actually, she stopped five lockers away from Steve, and proceeded to encode her combination lock. As she stood there trying to open her locker, Steve couldn't help but smell her scent. The guys hid behind their locker doors, but actually peaking to see Pearl Bailey High's new girl.
Steve closed his eyes, and deeply inhaled her scent: sage, and vanilla lavender. Snot, and Barry did the same, sniffing the natural aura of the new girl; her energy is strong. Almost fell back because it was such an incredible powerful inhale. All three hanging onto each other, and moaning happily. Their happy moment was interrupted when the sound of a locker being slammed closed. Quickly composed themselves, and closed their lockers. As they turned around simultaneously, the new girl started to walk away, but as she was walking past the trio, she glanced at them from the corner of her eye - all three weirdly half-smiling or making gasping noises. Her eyes trailed away, and disappeared in the crowd like a mysterious shadow.
Steve, and his friends fell silent. As the hallway cleared, stiffened by what just happened. Barry broke the silence, "What the fuck just happened?", Barry squeaked in his childish voice echoing. "She just looked us", Snot turning to Steve, "She just fricken' looked at us!". Barry and Snot began to jump, and spazz that the new goth girl looked at them. Steve was stiff. Steve regaining his heart, he felt his heart was taken out of his chest. Steve never felt this kind of way even with his past girlfriend, Debbie.
With Debbie it was the first love, no doubt. But not intensely with this new girl, Coffy. Steve couldn't get her name out of hid head.
Coffy, Coffy, Coffy. Sweet Coffy.
"Steve, dude come on! Let's get to lunch, we might see her again!", Snot pulling a lost-minded Steve, Barry trailing behind them, "Lunch! Lunch!".
The boys get to lunch, and the first thing they try to do is spot the new girl. Barry on the other hand is gawking at the food, "Barry go get some lunch, and meet us at our usual table", Snot patted Barry on the back. With no hesitation, Barry excitedly sprinted, "Okay!", with his lovable kiddish voice. Snot and Steve quickly scan the cafeteria side by side like glue - Steve more determined to find Coffy, as his teenage boy hormones started to kick in overdrive.
"I found her!", Snot quietly whispered to Steve. Steve's face quickly snapped in Snot's direction. Coincidentally, next to their usual table were the goths, and among the goths was the new girl, Coffy. Steve, and Snot sped-walked to their eating table but casually sat down, next to each other, their backs facing the goth table. Barry finally got the table, talking about how good the food is. Steve kept having to hush him, so he can clearly eavesdrop on the goth clique.
Waiting to hear her voice, "I bet her voice sounds like thousands of angels singing", Snot whispered to Steve. A smile crept on Steve's face, just thinking about how she sounds is making Steve cream in his pants.
"Pandora, you're coming to my gig, right?", there it was. Steve's eyes widened, his mouth gaped open. Coffy's voice was an low angelic whisper like he heard music for the very first time. "Oh Steve, did you hear that?", Snot wiggling happily in his seat. "Uh-huh", Steve was stuck, for he can only just keep saying 'uh-huh'.
"I wouldn't miss it for anything in the world", Pandora replied with a emotionless mono-toned voice, but truly there was happiness behind it.
The bell ringed meaning lunch period is over, and classes are starting again. The goths began to departure from their tables, as very clique did so. Just as Coffy got up from the table, a pink flyer fell from the table. Steve and Snot noticed this, but kept quiet till the goths were gone. When all student-body emptied out the cafeteria, Snot and Steve dove on the floor for the pink flyer, wrestled for who gets to keep it.
Barry walked to them, and easily picked both by the collars - as Barry held them in the air. Steve, and Snot fought like sissies. Barely hitting each other like girls, waving with their hands. Like girls in the playground. Barry looked down on the ground, and saw the pink flyer. While the other two fought, Barry dropped them on the floor like sacks of potatoes. Barry bent down to pick up the flyer. "Lookey!", Barry cheerfully said.
"It's mine!", simultaneously Steve and Snot shouted. Barry held his hand in the air, with a coy childish smile on his face, his eyes in the distance. "Mine!", Steve screamed, as he jumped high enough to grab the flyer out of Barry's hands. "Gotcha'!" Snot stomped his foot in frustration.
"What does it say?!", Snot asked desperately. "It reads: "SCUM FUCKERS. All ages show. Opening at 8PM. Admission is ten dollars - it's tonight!", Steve said excitedly. The trio began jumping like awkward geeks. As they jumped with joy in the empty cafeteria, something in the flyer made Steve stop.
"Dude, what's wrong?", Snot asked concerned. "There's something else", Steve said lowly. "What?", Barry asked. "It says: goth attire required.", Steve's eyes looked up at his friends.
"Where in the fuck are we going to get goth clothing?!", Snot hollered with defeat.