A Big Book of Short Stories

The Kid Is Hot Tonight

Prev Titles: Chains of Pain, Sacrifices, Sanity's a Bullet and I'm Outta Ammo
Publish Date: June 26, 2023
Word Count: 4900 words

Trigger Warning: fratricide, matricide, child abuse, and slight gore.

This story was inspired by Stephen King's short story "The Ballad Of The Flexible Bullet." Which held the plot to a story never written. You can find this story on his book "Skeleton Crew," along with other great, short, and scary, stories. If you want to read something actually good, go to your local library and, like Dr. Steve Brule and John Mellencamp both say, Check It Out!

Thank you to my mom, dad and family. Hope you like reading this!

I made my way through the crowd. I tried to stop and say hi to as few people as possible so I can get back to my best buds quickly. But before I could make it back to my friends I spotted her. Shay.

Shay is my pick for the prettiest girl in school. Her face could make even Aphrodite jealous. Soft round chin. Nice dimples whenever she smiles. Her teeth shine like a flashlight in a dark dull room. Golden, wavy hair flows and bobs whenever she turns her head. While her body is a perfect hourglass, she often covers it up with a hoodie that gives her a 'girl next door' look that I just love.

We'd sometimes talk in class but in the end, she's completely Out Of My League. I shouted towards her, just loud enough for her to hear me over the music. "Hey Shay, you gonna let me take you out soon or what?" Just because she's Out of my League doesn't mean I can't try.

She giggled to her friends and one of them said "in your dreams!" But Shay obviously thought differently cause she playfully pushed the one who said that.

"You mean wet dreams, right?" I flashed her a smug, toothy, grin.

"Sure. Why not, I'll just text you to set it up." I don't know what it is, but Shay's words always do something to me.

"You got it. You better not chicken out when the time comes."

"As if I would be the one to chicken out." She's right, I would be the one to scared to do anything. With my poor social skills and anxiety I'd probably purposely get sick just so I wouldn't embarrass myself.

"Hey, I gotta get going but let's continue this some other time. See ya."

"See ya."

I made my way back to the direction I was heading before. I finally saw my bros and started to pick up the pace while calling out "hey, guess who's back."

Gavin was the first to say something. "By House of Pain?" He always makes music references. He has great taste in music though.

Lucas was the next to say something. He threw his hands in the air and said "Tyler! Your back with the drinks."

Gabe didn't say anything. He just nodded and put his cup in the air.

"Three of these have poison in it, whoever gets the one without poison gets his pick of the ladies." We all started chuckling.

Gabe said "can it be men instead." Everyone went from chuckling to laughing.

We all calm downed and I said "so what were you guys talking about before I got back?"

Gavin says "we were just sharing Sharon's outlook on the topic of disease."

Gabe's head perked up and he asked "isn't that the lyrics to Pepper? The one by Butthole Surfers." Gabe didn't really have a good memory when it came to music, but he was right this time.