The Nerd✓ (BWWM)

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(Malcolm/the kid in mm)

The Mind

The human brain is a extremely fascinating thing. It hold so much. From memory to common knowledge and even that one password that you use for everything. It has completed control of all your bodily functions such as holding your phone right now so you can read this paragraph.

I've always wonder how it works specifically since I was young, the Brain is logical and kin, it hold the answer for your simple question and it in return ask complicated one to challenge itself, gain knowledge and a personality to stand apart from all the others. To be different and unique. So unique, it takes a different route in solving a problem, over compilate a situation, focusing the mouth open to say something the heart doesn't mean or a hand to move in creating damage and problem instead of peace and joy.

Murder or convicts minds work no difference from a thirteen year only buying ice cream with their mother. Now I'm not saying there right for killing and comparing them to a child makes them innocent. It's just what studies show. You can Google it if you'd like.

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"You fucking slut, that's all you'll ever be." I groaned in her ear as I pulled her head back by her hair. "You are my fucking slut!"

"Yes! Yes! Oh God yes! Your slut" she whined loudly as her nail dig into my hip "I am! I'm sorry Danny"
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School went by quick after lunch was over. Uneventful as usual, nothing new. Turning in my essay for my final class for the day I gathered myself to head home. I am physically fit but I prefer not to engage in physical activities. I remember, I once signed up for the foot ball team and dominate the whole team in just one practice, when I got home I was physical and mentally exhausted. I slept for sixteen and a half hours, woke up late and didn't get to go to school to my clients. I lost over $3000 that day and I said fuck it. Never again. After that day I've been getting scholarship for high v league school to play for then and each time I respond with a kind rejection of the offer.

On the other on. I could contribute towards numerous programs in this school to give it major uplift and higher attendance rate. But no, I'd become a public figure and that's one thing I truly despise. Background check, research, identification and digging into my family history. Having my business and the life I manage to keep under raps out in the public, I rather not. I haven't done nothing illegal but I rather my privacy over anything else and I will make the necessary sacrifices to keep it that way.

Walking down the halls towards the exit with my thoughts heavy on my mind. I need a transport. Maybe I should buy a used old car, no. I'm not working, it would look suspicious. Well? Wha- the sent of Apple and cinnamon pie rudely interrupted my thoughts. Snapped my head to the source I find my chocolate chip, comfortably tucked under some kid's arm as they walked two steps Infront of me. Interesting.
A feeling bubbled in my chest and feeling of uncertainty and anxiety filled me, the more I looked the stronger the feeling gets and the heaviness weighed on my lungs and stomach.

Rubbing my hand over my chest in hopes to suede the ache. Hand on heart and frown on my face, I watched as they walked down the few steps and out to the parking lot. The kid leads her to a 2016 black G wagon and leans back on the hood. Taking my eyes off from a second and goes under a tree near the bus stop and sit so I can continue to watch them. Turing back to the horrendous scene, the kid had her Infront of him between his opened legs. Fingers intertwined, her pulled her closer but her feet remained planted to the pavement but her uper body leaned into him and gave her back a magnificent arch. The kid whispered something in her ear as soon as she was close enough and what ever he said made her smile then nodded.