Strays

Chapter 1: Intro

Picture a dark, dirty, wet, and cold small town in England called Vanderbilt. Not a very pleasant picture correct?

Well that's where my father James and I resided and whatever image you have in your head about Vanderbilt is most likely geographically accurate.

I'm using these rather large words and proper grammar to try and make a good impression.

Is it working?

"Bryson tell me everything" Ramona yelled through my phone speaker "there's nothing to tell, you saw me an hour ago, my life is not very eventful." Ramona is the gossip queen and has to know every detail of my life. I don't understand why though, I'm a hood rat, I hang out with the bad kids or the 'wrong crowd' if you will.

Wealthier than low class, poorer than middle class. "Don't lie to me Bry, I know there's a new kid moving in down the street from you" I knitted my eyebrows together, walked to my window, and pulled the dark red drapes back. I opened my window, stuck my head out' I looked right then left.

"You mean UP the street, a house away to be exact, my friend" she squealed as I pulled the phone away from my ear. "well, be polite, go introduce yourself" I snickered " how about no" she said and the line was silent "fine, I'll see you tomorrow" she gets like this when she doesn't get what she wants, she's kind of a brat actually "okay" and I hung up.

I don't play that 'okay, fine, if it'll make you happy' game, I did once and it ended up all over the Internet, I'll pass, thanks though. I closed the window and drapes leaving me in the dark, I flipped the switch "let there be light" I grabbed my pocket knife and wallet from the nightstand, shoving them in the back of my white skinny jeans.

I walked to my full body mirror and checked myself out, to go with my white jeans was a T-shirt for a band I no longer enjoy and a pair of black and white vans. I bounced down the stairs, seeing dad at his computer in the study "Bryson" he stated firmly as I opened the front door "James" I closed the door and walked to him "I want you to go talk to the new boy" I groaned "first Ramona and now you. Must I be the last person to know everything"

I walked back to the door and opened it "be home by 12:00, love you" he shouted at me "love you too" I said back before closing the door. I didn't even walk down the three steps in front of the house when I ran into a hard chest covered in black fabric, making me fall on my butt "excuse you" he stuck out his hand to help me up

"I'm sorry....." "Bryson" I finished his sentence, dusting off my butt "Bryson" he nodded "very good" I mockingly clapped for him and he frowned "I'm Greyson" I moved around him 'that's fascinating Grey, I have to run" I started walking down the wet sidewalk waiting to smell the scent of cheap liquor and hear the loud music.

There are many decrepit houses in Vanderbilt and the one I was walking to was claimed by the lowest form of society here in Vanderbilt. I approached the large wooden house and weaved my way through the large crowd inside looking for Jeydon, the leader of the delinquents, or the one everyone feared, I guess.

Personally Jeydon doesn't scare me. Never has, never will. I was there when he urinated and deficated in his pampers, in other words we grew up together. Jeydon is amazing, quite intimidating for people who aren't Bryson Cameron Mars, the one person I can't stand is his brother Clyde.

Remember the game I don't play and why? yeah, his fault. He and my boyfriend at the time, Jesse, got me hammered and Jesse let Clyde film him taking my virginty, while I was drunk, then a week later Clyde wanted to have sex with me and I told him no, multiple times, so, he posted it online.

Jeydon can't stand his brother either, Jeydon was actually the one who found it, when he was planning on petting his unicorn horn and yeah. Let's just say Clyde still has the bruises. "Bry, you look ravishing" a voice called from behind me, I turned around to see floppy blonde hair with a red SnapBack on.

"Jeydon, thanks, I need to talk to you" he smiled "oh kieeeee" oh boy, oh boy, he's drunk, isn't that just perfect. I grabbed his hand and he smiled contently "you have really soft hands" I rolled my eyes and pulled him up the stairs "thanks Jey"

I pushed open a door to an empty room and lead Jeydon into it "what's up buttercup" I sat down on the bed and he sat next to me "have you heard from Lex" his hand stopped moving down my back and moved to his side as he flopped back on the bed "she's still with what's-his-face in Manchester selling heroine out of a duplex"

I sighed and flopped back on the bed like Jeydon did "how did my family become so corrupted" Jey laughed "your mom" "my mom" I said with him nodding and we both started laughing as I turned on my side and he did the same "so when are you coming over again Jey" he shrugged "I'm free tonight" I laughed again "go home Jeydon you're drunk"

"Am not, Ive only had one shots" he protested holding up five fingers I laughed again "exactly" I went to stand up and he pulled me back down "please" he whined and I pried his hands off my waist, stood up, and walked to the door and turned around "well are you coming or not" his face lit up as he lunged himself off the bed and threw his arm around my shoulder.

Barbra Emely
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Bryson Alexander