Just Peachy

prologue/chap 1

My mom and dad met in high school, my mom was the daughter of a business man and my father was wealthy. They were perfect for a nuclear family, so after collage they moved into what was once a sweet town full of peaches and roses, turned onto a day and night war. I was born in 2003, March 23rd on a Sunday, my sister was born right after me. My dad always focused on me being on top, making me call him sir and my mother madom. My sister has been tought that men are better and smarter. Now we live in a two story house with a cat, a dog, two teens and parents.

My mom and dad met in a tiny country town called wills point, my mom a girl from Germany exploying the country, my dad a biker with a grin on his face at all times. They fell in love after a few first dates and decided to have a family. They moved to Greenvalle and started a cute little family. After a while some more bikers and drug dealers moved in, my mom payed no mind and my dad made deals. When I was born my mother had died of giving birth to me, I never met her but she is always in dad's mind. Me and my sister were raised by my dad, we were taught that family comes first, my sister is a proud lasbo and im a proud gay, my dad doesnt mid, he still thinks i can beat anyones ass.

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Chapter one
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Luke
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I groan at the sound of my alarm clock buzzing loudly on my night stand, the sound of it vibrating on the marble making my head ache. I sat up and looked atbthe black and blue noise maker before pushing the button, making a click nose and turning off the noise.

I got out of bed, stood up and stretched my pale arms. I looked around my room, in hopes of seeing my red husky.

My room wasn't big, it had a pale brown rug floor and tan walls full of pictures of my successes, my bed had light blue pillows with darker sheets. On both sides of my bed were two night stands that were dark oak and a marble slab on the top, the right holding one of my lamps with my phone and the left had my other lamp and my alarm clock.

I walked over to my closet and pulled back the white curtens reaviling my selection of lazy clothes, school clothes, BBQ clothes and formal clothes. I grabbed a tank top and a pair of lazy pants for the weekend before going to the bathroom to do my hair and teeth.

I look up at my mirror and see what I've always seen, a pale, blonde blue eyed boy with no idea what life was, or if it even had a meaning. I always have told everyone and everyone told me life was about success and without success you are useless and when they said that a nodded in agreement, but I never ment the nod, I still think life is more then a good job and family, but i could never say that to my parents.

I brush my hair and put some hair jell in it to make it look better before brushing my hair and teeth. I walk out of the bathroom and open the door to the rest of the house.

The house wasn't to big, on the top floor was three doors, mine, my parents and my sisters in that order. On my door was a mirror and a cross while my sister's was full of hearts and crosses.

The floor was the same as the other rooms aswell as the walls, well, all exept the kitchen. Down the stairs was the living room and to the left was the pool the infront of the couch was the kitchen and dining room entrance were I saw my family waiting for me.

I walk into the kitchen, my father grinning at me "son! Isn't it a fine morning? How was your rest?" He ask, his smile making his pale face wrinckle. "It was pleasant father" I said, sitting straight and eating my food slowly.

My sister grinned "that's great to hear, god has blessed us all with peace and rest and food from our mother once again," she smiled. She was always the kind of girl who had to fit the name god in every sentence she could.

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Peaches side of town
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I was woken from my dream about getting blowed by a loud scream followed by cold wet liquid on my face. I open my eyes and look at by sister "is this a new daily routine?" I ask, tilting my wet head.

My dirty peach patterned sheets were soaked in water aswell as my half naked body was. She giggled and pat my head "came on peachy!" She said with a grin "you have a mission today!" I got up and pushed her out of my way "tell me that after I get dressed" I chuckled.

She giggled and pat my hair again before leaving the room for me to get ready. I put on skinny jeans and once white t-shirt and went to brush my teeth.

I looked at myself in the mirror, a peach pink haired boy with tan skin and green eyes. Many call me the fruit tree on elum st and I'm proud of my title, although I'm no Christian or holy saver a lot of people like be for my determination to grow a peach tree in my weed filled back yard, that's why my name is peach.

My real name is Zach, but my sister and the old black lady down the street started calling me peach, so it stuck to me. I walk down stairs to see my dad with a beer in hand and my sister with a bat, practacing swinging.

My dad looked at me with fearce eyes "zach" he said, he never called me peach because he thought it was to girly. I nodded as I started making bacon "we need to to spy on the north side, we think they are gonna start taking back our land" he stated bluntly, making me groan "ugggh, your sending me off to the rich part of town were wearing lace thongs isn't allowed?" I groaned.

Don't judge me! I feel sexy in them, I feel like I could fuck any preachers son in the north side if i wanted to with them on.

I set down the bacon and ate a piece "yes son, now we need to steal you a tuxido or some straight kid clothes" he stated, making me groan in annoyance "why meeeeee?" "You are the most cute looking" my sister stated "and I'll bash someone's head in"

"But my peach tree?"

"All water it"

"It needs extra love only I can give it"

"I'll give it tough love"

I sighed, I knew i wasn't wining. So I got up and waited for my dad to follow.

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Thx for reading! I'll see you guys next time! Feel free to ask peach, luke, machi(peaches sister), mandie(likes sister) or me questions.
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