That One Kid

Why Does This Always Happen To Me?

I just had to stick my nose where it didn't belong. Another freaking werewolf wonderful.

Actually let me start with introductions.

For the past years I have been attempting to keep a low profile. Why you may ask, aside from crippling social anxiety it's because I am like a dude magnet. You can't make this stuff up. I have a single mom who is a nurse. Honestly that should have been my first red flag with all the Wattpads I read. But I seem to have a habit of completely ignoring any red flags or simply not noticing. I know what you're thinking, are you stupid. The answer is I'm trying ok! It's not as easy to see things coming when it's in the moment, The first time it happened was in sixth grade. It was certainly an interesting experience.

I had come home from school and seen my mom talking to some adult and a boy. I walked in to go say hi when the boy said "I want that." He was pointing at me. He was my age, but I was taller. I stood there slowly registering what he said. Is he actually for real. He sounds like a spoiled brat. Wtf. Who even talks like that. Also what are you doing in my house you weirdo, get out. The man offered my mom actual money for me. To literally buy me. I thought they were joking. My mom declined and kicked them out of the house. According to her they were crazy psychopaths. After doing some research I came across his name Charlie Baumgarden. Child of a handsome billionaire and attends my school. And with that I had to come to terms with my reality.

Excluding the brown haired kid from today that would be 243 times that cute/hot guys have tried to kidnap, buy, adopt, own, soulmate, king, or drag me into saving some going extinct race. To reiterate I am 15 and I will not be doing any of that if I can help it. I personally could care less about anything but my next grade on a test and the arduous gauntlet that is getting into a good college.

I am very cautious about who I meet for this exact reason. I don't even know why the universe chose me. It could have picked literally anyone else, just saying. It's exhausting trying to study for test while secret societies try and recruit you to save the world or make you god of their people. Not that I'd be good at Spanish if I didn't have all this going on, but still.

Honestly the end of the line for me was when some demigod tried to take me on a quest to defeat some ancient monster while I was trying to eat some pizza at a food court. I am so done with this garbage. LEAVE. ME. ALONE. Also no judgement on the pizza, I was hungry.

We've tried moving all over the world but it's always the same. So we just ended up settling in the U.S. Since it doesn't matter where we go, might as well live near my mom's old home.

I walked across my room to the year book and started going through it. I flipped through the pages until there he was. Brown haired and green eyed, his name was Peter Gibbson. I stood up and walked over to my giant wall I grabbed a pen and added his name to the ever growing list. Another person to avoid. I've learned something so far, not everyone is gunning for me in this BL universe. Surprising, I know. So I just have to keep track of who to avoid. But boy the list is long.