You may be thinking this is going to be a lovely evening read before bed. Well let me tell you it won't be. Now on with the story:

A day in my eyes

Pex walked slowly out of the door. His long black hair sleekly followed him in the gentle breeze. Nothing was going to stop him, nothing. No one can stop him from being what he was, no one.

His long leather jacket filled with air and blew behind him as he stepped slowly away from his mother's house. His mascara smeared as he began crying. His dry and cold tears slid down his frozen face. Things were stopping him and people were stopping him from being what he was. Nothing compared to the hatred and anger he received daily. This is why he only went out at night. If he went out in daylight he would be seen and everything would kick off again as it had so many times before.

His tears began to stop as he told him self in his head, ' Stop it! Things can only get better'. Little did he no that no such luck would occur on his part. Things were going to get much worse. Much, much worse. To his dismay he found this out quicker than he would have wished but still, he didn't want to know any way.

As he walked his footsteps became silent, as did his breath, he wanted to keep as lower profile as he could. Tonight he was going to the lake. When he left the house no one ever knew where he would go. He just walked. As he approached the park he heard footsteps.

"Oh no! Not again!" he said as he stopped and turned round. As he looked he saw a dog walker and a poodle going for a late night walk.

"Phew!" he said to him self in a relieved tone, "That was too close for comfort."

As he turned around and began walking he saw the lake ahead. Its water's shimmered gently in the moonlight and it's slow and calming ripples seemed to invite him closer. He took the invitation and began a slow jog. He was early. He soon realized this and sat down on the closest bench to begin his wait. No one knew who he met or what he did on his walks except him and the person he was waiting for.

"Boo!" a female voice shouted from behind him. Now you'd expect some one to be scared after an incident like that. He instead got up, walked behind the bench and grabbed the person who was there.

"Hi darling!" he whispered. As he did so he moved forward and put his lips on hers. As he did so he heard give out a little giggle. He then opened his mouth a little wider and they both gave a passionate kiss to the other. As they did this they feel onto the bench. Pex on the bottom the female on top. They both giggled as Pex removed his top half of clothing with great difficulty and the woman took off her top. Pex then removed the female's bra carefully as she giggled. They both laughed again. They kissed and then began full on snogging.

They had a game of tonsil tennis, then Pex said quietly, "Shall we?"

"Yes!" replied the female. Pex un did his fly and then slipped his penis up the woman's skirt as she took off the thong. When the woman had done this Pex thrust his penis into the woman's virgina. Sounds like 'oooh' and ahhh' can be heard coming from the two as their sex gets more and more passionate.

Suddenly. Some one shouts, "Kristy! What have I told you about hanging around with that sick goth? GET HERE NOW!!!!"

Note from the author: The digimon come next chapter so don't worry. Please review! I'm sorry the chapters are so short longer one's are coming! Please don't put about this story is gross in you review either because I know, I wrote it to be gross!!