Micah
"Yipe! Yipe! Yipe!!!"
I heard yapping outside in my garden, and ran out my house to see that fucking bitches got damn raccoon running out my garden screeching.
That's what that little fucker gets!
I placed small rat traps in my garden, because I just knew that fucking raccoon was digging up my magnolias.
It's only a matter of time before that fucking bitch Moon comes over here, and threatens to send me to my maker.
Moon Fairfield is the bane of my existence.
We have been beefing harder than Ja Rule and 50 cent, since kindergarten.
It all started when she showed up in my kindergarten class as a transfer student from two states over. Her mother and father were both in the military and both her parents were stationed here and taking over the base.
The first thing I noticed about her was her mesmerizing emerald green eyes, and caramel skin.
She fucked it up for me when she opened her mouth and spoke.
When the teacher introduced her to the class, my best friend Issac said "what kind of name is Moon?" The whole class laughed including me.
Moon frowned up her face then said "I know your not talking! You're no son of Abraham, but if you keep trying me, I will send you to the Lord Issac"
All of us sat stunned because no one talked back to us, because our parents were big shots in this town, and were considered the prodigal princes.
I knew right then and there I was going to have a problem with her.
Over the years Moon, and myself battled each other in a game of wits, and also who could out do each other.
Sometimes she would win, and sometimes I would.
The thing that frustrated me about Moon was when I did beat her at something, she never seemed to be phased by my taunting or bragging.
Which pissed me off even more.
I wanted her to submit to me.
I wanted her to bow down and kiss the ring.
But she never did.
She barely acknowledged me, and treated me as if I was a peasant to her, while everyone else would kiss my ass.
I will admit she is a drop dead gorgeous woman, and has a heart of gold, but she walks around like she is God's gift to men and that pisses me off.
She also refused to be humbled by me.
As we both grew up I obsessed over Moon in private, and I may or may not have sabotaged her dates from time to time when we got older.
If I couldn't have her then no else could.
And I meant and mean that shit, I will die before I let another man have what's mine.
As of the last four years, Moon and I have been competing for the best garden in the state.
The winner gets bragging rights, also gets to be mayor for a week, and also gets their own float in the Christmas parade.
I was determined to beat that bitch this year and put her in her place.
She has been on base for about two weeks working with her mom and dad.
She is a scientist but I don't know specifically what she does because it's classified information.
Even with me being the sheriff's son, and being the lead detective in the county, I was not able to get any information of what she does on base.
