Disclaimer: South Park is sure as hell not mine! And there are a few hints of sex stuff and puberty stuffs. Kids below 11, click the 'back' button now. I don't want any parents coming to my house saying obscenities to me and then sues me. I already told you I had no money. And lastly this OC does not fully reflects the author even though the OC is the author… Confusing, right? .
PubertyChapter 6: My Life Would Suck Without You, Pampering Dogs
Julian's POV
I've decided to invite Kyle last minute to the stupid dog party, so I won't be bored and talking to myself. But there's a catch. We have to take care of two hyperactive dogs. Boo, and Lola. Why must we do something extra if I want something extra? Don't you think that extra should be free?
"Nice look, Julian." Kyle suddenly appeared and said. Wow, since when this dude appeared? Maybe looking at the mirror too long does bring you to your own world.
"Can you still wear your old clothes? My mother keeps asking me to throw it away." Kyle said. "Man, I just bought this two weeks ago. And it's one size bigger than usual," he said pulling his a little too small shirt.
I stared in the mirror again. It shows two boys. Both look like they're 15 with 5'10 height. One had black not-so-neatly-combed hair. The other had a neatly combed red hair.
"Nice moustache" I said. He blushed.
"Um, what's the time to that stupid dog party anyway," he said, obviously trying to change the topic.
"6:50 pm leaving and arrive at 8 pm," I said. (I'm not sure whether it's really 2 hours to go there, but whatever.) "And we're coming back tomorrow…" I continued.
"Which explains the toothbrush and pajamas," he finished. "Man, I wish I was a dog, ready to be pampered at Beverly Hills Dog Spa." He said.
"Oh, really? I thought you're going to be with me forever?" I said, staring at his forest green eyes, which met my dark coffee brown eyes. Then our lips met and we played tonsil hockey. Disgusting, I know. But it's fun.
On the middle of that game, the door swings open, by my mother. Thank God we hid under the bed, and we stopped and went out from the hiding spot.
"Julian, Kyle! What do you think you're doing hiding under the bed, which is full of dust and sawdust? Now you're too dusty to go to the party. Either you quickly clean up yourself, or stay back home with Kyle here," she said.
I decide to stay at home with Kyle. That's way fun than going to some stupid dog party anyway.
"My life would suck without you." I said to Kyle while playing with his hair. "I mean without you, I would go to that stupid party and freak out."
"You don't like dogs?" he asked.
"I like dogs. Not spoiled ones though. I wish that there is a Chihuahua which isn't pampered." I replied.
"How about pampering me now?" he said.
"Ready anytime." I said.
The Real Chapter 5: Home Alone For The Night.
Julian's POV
"Can I have this dance?" he said. He held out his hands.
"Sure" I said, holding his hands. I felt heat on my face.
"Prom's just three years away. And we need practice," he said. "Don't they have junior prom or something?" I said. "Oh, fuck! Yeah, they do. That's the practice for prom." He said, switching off the CD player embarrassed. "Why do I keep feeling that we're no longer 14?" he said.
"Cause, technically we are older than we really are." I said, with a Texas-sized grin. Kyle threw a pillow on my face.
"Pillow fight, eh? 1, 2, 3, war!!" I yelled. Feathers were flying everywhere as we fight with pillows, bolsters, even blankets as nets to trap the opponent.
Even my old dog came to join the excitement. He barked and howled. My entire room was a mess. But once again a strong fatigue drains my energy. I was too tired to even pick a feather. So I plop in the bed and I fell asleep, with a lump, which is Kyle, I guess, for the lump is too big to be my dog.
The next morning is the first thing I see is the mother of all messes. Feathers, practically in every inch of the room. But it's soon cleaned up with Kyle's new invention. The suck-o-matic 4000 (how overused is that?) It sucks the feather around the room and out came a bunch of feathers ready to be put back into the pillow. And it just took 5 minutes to clear everything. Thank you, ingenuity!
I looked at the glass bedroom clock. It said 7:06 am. I think we slept for 12 hours? Wow, that's too much! Maybe not, since we need energy for growth. I've having this type of blackouts like this one since week 1. And now it's only 3 weeks. (A/N: Sorry guys, I'm bad in describing how long time passed for each chapter. It might be few hours to weeks or months, you'll to figure it out yourself, sorry.)
An average person took at least six years to complete puberty.
That sentence suddenly flashed to my mind. I've once read a book about puberty, sex, and masturbation. And I think it's, no… not disgusting. It's natural.
Except, this situation we sped it out thrice as fast. That means we're done growing by next year. (6 ÷ 3 = 2) Interesting! The problem is will anyone relate the explosion and us growing?
It would be troublesome if they did. We would have to reveal the secret CERN look-alike lab, the growth accelerator, and then other experiments that can revolutionize the entire world. And lastly, blueprints to upgrade weapons for war that can kill billions instantly.
All those stuff, by a 14 year-old. People would have LOVED to use his ingenuity?
I've read the 39 Clues book. This lab is so good that it 100% sure that it can be used as an Ekaterina stronghold. The strongest and the best.
Imagine us as the 39 Clues. The Cahill family. We would be the Ekats. Who would be…
The commanding, poisonous Lucians?
The talented, artistic Janus?
The strong and powerful Tomas?
The other smart, full of ingenuity Ekaterina?
And lastly,
The ruthless, won't-stop-for-anything Madrigals?
Enough thinking!
Who would notice that? Okay, maybe they would relate that, but maybe they would think about a new theory of hyper-puberty?
ENOUGH THINKING! My other part of the brain yelled mentally. A sudden feeling rushed through my body. All of a sudden, flashes of memories of me with Kyle from the first day we'd met at the Internet to the pillow fight yesterday.
I just felt like I want to be with him. I just want to have… sex with him …
I shook my head. Impossible! Having sex with a guy at age 14? I swear I'll do it next year. Yep, next year. Just two more days.
"Ow, my head…" a voice said. It's Kyle. He covered his mouth the moment he notice his voice broke. "Good morning!" I greeted, with the same reaction with Kyle.
My voice broke too. What happened yesterday?
A knock at the door, alerted us. Mom and dad's back! I quickly change my clothes and went to greet mom and dad and explained Kyle's presence.
"He'd a sleepover here since we're too dirty to go to the party." I said.
I looked at his face and guess his thought. 'This is an explanation?!' he thought.
Mom and Dad still look happy. (They usually don't like people having a sleepover in their house.) "We're planning to go to a holiday to Hawaii for a week without you. Next month, I hope."
'Hooray! More time with Kyle!' I thought. I try to will time to go faster and obviously fail, miserably.
Can't wait for that month to come. January, please come soon!
A/N: My mind's out of control! The disclaimer said the OC does not reflect the author even the OC is the author. So don't think I'm a fucking whore ready to have sex. And oh, yeah! This fanfic is getting heavier than normal on the sex and puberty part. The ratings might even get to M soon.