Apparently This Worm Counts as Romantic

Chapter 1: Fuck

Aw, fuck. Now I have to be creative. Well, it all started when Fuccboi was in his junior year of high school. He was always hanging out with his big group of friends. Not really big, though. He only had like, three.
It was May 16th in 2012. Junior year was almost over. Only a month left of the living hell. Thank god, I know. Fuccboi hated school. He tried his best to do good. His parents encouraged him to do well so he can get into a good college. The college he wants to go to is Northern Illinois University. There, he will study to become a-- no. Stay on track.
After school on that day, Fuccboi decided to hang out with his friends. He called up Shelly, Mark, and the guy he calls "Bit Chass". I know, he gets really creative with his names.
"Hey, guys!" he said to his friends in the group call. "Wanna hang at my place?"
"I don't even know you.... How did you even get my number?" said some woman he didn't recognize.
"Oh shit, wrong number. Sorry lady." Fuccboi didn't think that would happen. But all of his other friends were all like "sure I guess" and "oh my fucking GOD WHATEVER" and they all showed up at the house of Fuccboi.
"Hey guys!" Fuccboi exclaimed. He was so happy to see all of his "friends" at his house for once. "So what do you guys want to do?" Fuccboi didn't really plan it out that well. Fucking idiot.
"Well I don't know. Shouldn't you have planned this out?" asked Shelly. At least someone's thinking.
"Oh haha. Sorry." Fuccboi was scared that all of his friends would hate him for this. "Hmmm. Maybe we could listen to some music? My mom has a really good speaker system. I'll call her in her so she can set it up." Fuccboi was excited to show his friends the amazing sound of the speakers his mom just bought.
"Mom, set up the stupid speaker thing for me." Fuccboi demanded his mother.
"*cough cough* ugh whatever" Fuccboi's mother was a heavy smoker. She never really got out a lot, except if it's to buy a new speaker system. Then she gets all dressed up.
"Follow me to the room so I can show you how to do it so I don't have to get up ever again." Fuccboi's mother said. "Okay, so WHAT THE FUCK ARE ALL OF THESE PEOPLE DOING IN MY HOUSE??" Fuccboi forgot to tell his mother about his friends coming over. He's treading on thin ice now.
"Oh, sorry. These are my friends, mom." Fuccboi really is close to losing his friends now. "I was gonna tell you, but you were too busy smoking and watching YouTube videos about how to get a boyfriend."
"Oh, hi Fuccboi's friends." his mother politely said. She started setting up the speaker system. When it was done, she farted and ran off. Really weird, I know. Smoking does weird stuff to ya.
"So you guys ready?" Fuccboi asked.
"Let's just watch the weather channel or something. I don't think I would like your music. And I think I speak for everyone else here." said Bit Chass.
"Oh... Okay." Fuccboi turned on the Weather Channel. His friends were lame, but he was grateful to at least have some.

"Tornado warning in your area. Seek shelter immediately." said the guy on the tv. Fuccboi forgot about the massive hail balls falling from the sky about 20 minutes ago. Idiot.
"Guys, we should go--" Fuccboi was interrupted by tornado sirens in the distance.
"A tornado has just touched down on N 2nd St. Seek shelter now." said the man on the tv. Funny, because Fuccboi actually lived on N 2nd St. Fuccboi looks out the window, only to find a tornado coming straight for his house.
"Fuck." he says.

The tornado ended up wiping out his house. He was the only survivor in his house. But just barely. The only thing left of him was his head and his leg. Somehow, they had morphed together to create Fuccboi's final form. This was definitely something for him to get used to.