Eat My Heart Out.

Junk Trunk

Reyhan struggled not to pull his hair from the depths of his scalp,as a another fit of giggles penetrated into his ears from his sister's room. His LED bedside watch stared back at him with the annoncement of 11:34.

"Oh my,Jeremy has dreamy eyes that look into your soul".

Reyhan knew that,out of all the girls who came for a sleep over at his home it was Sarah who said those words. Sarah was very,uh,soulful as you've noticed. Also very guilable. One time,she actually believed that when you bump your head with someone,you exchange each others thoughts. Yeah,she was that absurd.

"Nuh-uh Sarah! Those eyes are meant for me."

And that,was definately my shitty sister,Reygan. Yeah I know,our parents thought it was a good idea to make our names rhyme and shit. It makes me wanna crawl into hell and die. If I were a magician,I'd literally make her disappear,like that! Having heard enough,I decided to fuckin' storm their sleepover and tell them to shut it! Cause I want some rest,and I've got needs as a man,which are;sleep,pizza,video games,hot chicks with humongous boobies,and other important stuff.

Feeling confident, Reyhan shoved the covers away with determination and stood firmly on his feet. He rubbed his face with hand as he extended his other to grab his t-shirt. I mean he didn't want to make them swoon over his chest and stuff.

As he walked through the passage, he could still hear their laughter and...hair driers? 'Uh geez,don't they ever stop?'. He thought, as he took a deep breath, for he was to face puberty infested girls who can be quite vicious at times.

His hand lingered on the door handle.

'Mybe I should just talk to my sister in the morni-'

his train of thought was blocked as another series of "oh no he didn't!" And "oh yes he did!",seemed to go on forever.

That did it for him,he opened the door without bothering to knock,he immediately regretted it. All eyes were on him,as his unannounced presence graced them. He stood there,like an idiot,motionless. His throat became dry like an old dog's favourite bone. He curled his toes and drove them into the rough carpet as his nerves kicked in without mercy.

Reygan's faced flashed with anger,she looked ready to slit his throat.

"What are you doing here!?"

She gritted her teeth in an anamalistic way. Her midnight black hair pinned with...whatever crap girls put on these days,added fuel to her already hot starring. He tried to speak. But all that came out was a inaudable squeak.The only sound that could be heard came from the complaining lightbulb that constantly flicked with annoyance.

"Are you gonna just stand there and..." Somehow,his mind was deflated. He could distantly hear his sister going on and on,but he was way unfocused. All the other girls were suprisingly, blushing and on the verge of hyterical laughter. He wondered why,

suddenly Maggie spoke up.

She is quite a strange one I tell you. Very dark,gothic even,but she is a cowgirl a very proud one in fact.

"Wow, you're very endowned mister. This is what I was talkin' bout girls. And Rey,I never thought you had it in you,or should I say 'on ya' ".

A dam of laughter exploded in the room. As he slowly got hold of what she meant,he wanted to die on the spot. Looking at his boxers he couldn't believe it. The small white button that was 'supposed' to conceal his junk,didn't. Oh boy. 'Kill me now' he thought.

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