The Story of a Loving Pervert - The Start

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I considered falling asleep for an hour, a day dream. Because my normal naps went on for hours. I got up and casually walked out into the hall. It was so dead in the house. And Chris was no where to be found. Are house kind of bored me. The walls were plain white, we had a love seat, and a 22 inch TV. My room however, was covered with naked, and half naked chicks on the walls. I had my desktop on a stand, and my bed in the middle. I walked into the kitchen, and saw a note on the fridge. "Wen 2 score chick dude, b bck l8r" is what I read. "Yeah no wonder you dropped out." I said to myself, with a chuckle right after. I opened the fridge, and nothing was in it. I had a deep sigh and closed it. 

I walked outside and saw the neighbor getting their news paper from the mailbox. "Hey Mr. Connor!" I screamed out. He looked at me, snarled, and walked inside. All I heard was the door slam and I smiled. Last year his niece came to visit him. And well she's sexy. So I hopped on her like white on rice. Not litterally though. I just took pictures of her while she was in the shower. The thing is, that's expected of me. The reason he's mad about it, is that she liked it. She asked a lot about me, and eventually the day before she had to go. She showed up at my house in just a bra and panties, but I wasn't home. My luck. And so Mr. Connor had to drag her back to the house, and she had to leave early.

I walked down to the local corner store. There were some kids at the side having smokes, and a guy on break having one. I went inside and looked around for something to eat. "Itchy-ban, Mister Noodle... Uhm. Dorritos, Monster..." I was kind of talking to myself, as I grabbed things. That's when I was stopped. "You better not be stealing, or I'll give you a good ass kicking." the store employee said. I turned around. I put my hand against his throat. "If I was stealing, you wouldn't know. And even if you did, I'd kill you before you touched me." I gave him an intimidating look and let go. He backed off in fear. I gave him a great evil smile. And then I heard a jingle from the store door bells. It was Claire, the girl I liked. I immediately shut up and stared. I got scared and rushed over to the other side of the store. The store clerk noticed this. "So you have a thing for this girl 'eh? Well picking on people smaller then you infront of a girl doesn't make you look cool my friend." he didn't just say it. He said it with a big smile on his face. Claire looked at me, and I froze up. "Were you picking on this guy?" She said out towards me. I dropped the stuff I had and ran out of the store as quickly as I could.

I sat on the edge of a side walk down the street. My stomach was growling. "Why do I have to go through this!" I moaned outloud. That's when arms came around me. I looked down the hand, and was about to grab it. That's when I realized they were girls hands. I stopped. "Yes?" I asked. "So why were you picking on the clerk?" the voice asked. And this wasn't any voice. I was screwed up chocolate creek now, she had me tied down. "I uhh... I wasn't. I just. I..." I stuttered every word. i felt like an idiot. "It's okay. I just like to tease." She said out in a happy voice, and then she giggled and took her arms off me. I stood up and turned around. She looked so beautiful. Her eyes were so bright, and her skin looked so soft. He hair was gleaming from the sun. "You know, as flattering as you think it is. Checking me out while I stand in front of you isn't the smartest idea." She laughed. I turned bright red. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." I sounded like a pussy. So I thought I should tighten up my aditude. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you look like an idiot." I facepalmed myself, and she laughed. "No... Now I'm really sorry, I didn't know what I was thinking." I said with my hands over my face. "It's okay, I understand you're kind of the bad asses. The pervert of the country, and "the boss". But if you want to get to know me, call me when you've dropped it." She turned around and started walking away. I started making figity noises. And eventually just started to walk home. 

When I got home, Chris was playing Call of Duty. He kept screaming things like. "Spawn killers!" And "Noob tubers!" So I just went in my room and put on headphones. Before long I was day dreaming. I saw Claire, she was looking amazing. She had a big white dress on, and a bouquet in her hands. Then I realized why. I had really happy. Then, I was me. "Axel, I love you!" She screamed out. "Claire, I love you to!" I screamed back. And we started running towards each other. That's when I jumped. I was sweating a bit. I look forward, Claire was standing there staring at me. And Chris was staring at me while eating pizza. "Dude. I don't want to sound a advice giving dude, but telling a girl you love her when you're not dating doesn't work." He then ran up close and tried to whisper, but still was to loud. "I've tried it." Claire giggled and little and went towards my bed. She sat on it, and batted her eye lashes. I kind of sat there in fear, I looked at her. And she was smiling. I was red and freaked out.

"You don't have to be so scared of me Axel." She said with a serious tone. She then went into a diva pose and stared at me, waiting for an answer. I thought of anything I could say. "I... I think you're the most beautiful person I've ever met." I kind of froze up, and every organ in my body died. Chris dropped his pizza and his eyes went huge. Claire's eyes had become basketballs by this time. And they both didn't move for a good minute. they just stared at me. Which made me die inside even more. It's not my fault I didn't know what to say. She quickly leaned in and kissed me. Then, she stopped and I laughed. Because you could hear Chris letting one go. He sat there clenching his face. He looked like he was dying. Then he stopped. And we both stared at him. Then his facial expression changed to horror and he ran for the bathroom. "I'll see later Axel." Claire said as she walked for the door. "Yeah later, cya." It's all I had to say. And it's all I needed to say. She left, and I was once again, happy.

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