*Introduction to Story*
The names Avery and I'm seventeen years old. I have pale white skin, brown hair and blue eyes everyone believes are fake. I can assure you its all natural. Sadly everything on my body is real. Although the almost butt and mediocore boobs have gotten me a bit of attention from the horndogs I call teenage boys, I've never really dated. See.. I never was the popular girl or that slut who had a list of boyfriends.. No guys. I was never a Taylor Swift. I just had my friends.
Theres Dawn, Amy, Josh and Dylan. Dawn is the girl everyone believes is innocent, she not. She once told be about the time she stuffed her hands down a guys pants during a hot makeout session in a port a potty at the Linkin Park Concert last year. Yeah.. And to think, when I first met her I could have sworn she would become a nun... That ship sailed quickly.
Then theres Amy. The type of girl who really doesn't give a shit. Not in a bad way, just don't mess around with her. She's sweet to those she likes. Everyone else? Don't bother. Josh is the sweet nerd that generally doesn't have a problem with anyone. Really smart too. One year he even developed a crush on me. I kindly denied, but we've been great friends since. And then theres Dylan. Dylan being the boy who can't seem to get his mind off girls. He tried to seduce Amy once.. Earned him a punch to the balls. I remember the day clearly. Tears were shed.
I don't fully understand exactly how this group came to be, but I couldn't see my life being happy without them.
****Chapter 1***
Avery's P.O.V
"I just don't understand women" Dylan said while drinking his Monster. I gave him the "I'm going to kill your first born" look the moment he started slurping. "One minute they have sex with you, and the next their yelling about how you don't care about them" he said.
"Did you care for Hillary?" Amy asked.
"Juliana.." he replied.
"Damn Dylan.. how many girl did you screw over this week?" Dawn asked.
"You make it seem so bad"
"Your a man whore. A man slut, skank bitch whore Dylan. You deserve a kick to the balls. You'll never marry, and no one will ever truly love you" Amy admitted. I smiled and appreciated her honesty. It just doesn't get better than that.
"And that is why I think your an amazing woman" Dylan replied while throwing his arm around her shoulder. She huffed and rolled her eyes. We finally reached home after school.
I unlocked the door, and we all piled in. The afternoon munches kicked in, and we literally invaded the pantry. Honestly felt like I was giving food to a couple of pot smokers I found off the street. Either that or it would have been another LAST TIME ON THE WALKING DEAD.
We eventually settled in my room after eating. Amy and Dylan kicking eachothers asses at Grand Turismo while Dawn and I were reading the latest issue of Seventeen Magazing. Josh was feeding his tamagotchi
"You don't think I'll get her back do you?" Dylan asked. For once I actually felt his sympathy, which was odd.
"Not according to Hump and Dump weekly. Your screwed.. Oh wait.. so is Julliana" Amy replied while laughing her head off. Alright I'll admit that one was pretty funny.
Dylan did nothing but throw himself on her. She screamed out RAPE multiple times while he threw his mouth onto her neck. Her only tickle spot. She started kicking while the rest of us started laughing. He eventually got himself off, and continued the game.
"Your dumb ass is gonna result in balls missing. Don't do that again" she hissed.
"DAMMIT.. my tamagotchi died" Josh cried from the corner. I quickly grabbed a black veil from my closet, and mourned. I lightly placed my hand on his shoulder, and shook my head of dissapointment. He just laughed, and reset the gadget.
"Lets discuss something important" Amy started. Oh crap.. Amy and important things never usually work out..."I hope you know we're going out for your birthday next week" she added while pointing at me.
"And.. exactly where?"
"Who knows.. " she said with a smirk. She already had something planned I'm sure. "Just make sure you guys bring bathing suits" she grinned like a cheshire cat. I bit my lower lip and furrowed my brows in confusion. "Just wait.. It'll be SOOO much fun" she added. Oh good lord what was I getting myself into..
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Alright guys.. this was the first mini chapter of the story.. I kind of want to see how many people enjoy it before I continue! Thanks for reading it if you like it so far, vote it! Thanks again!!
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Teen FictionThe names Avery and I'm seventeen years old. I have green eyes, white skin and brown hair that everyone seems to believe is fake or colored. I can assure you its all natural. Sadly everything on my body is real. Although the almost butt and mediocr...