To Be Honest

To Be Honest

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My name is Oscar Pena . I'm actually sick of all these washed down versions about the teenage life by Hollywood and other forms of social media (with some very few exceptions). They never seem to even dare touch the themes of the insecurities of your own body resulting in eating disorders, extreme pure pressure by fellow classmates, drug usage, alcoholism, usage of bad fucking language, and of course: chasing girls around to have and maybe even to fuck for the first time. I'll try my absolute best to present an accurate description of how our mind as a teenage boy works. Hopefully you'll get to laugh, cry, and most of all: relate. As told in the eyes of Manny Moser, a young Hispanic boy with decent grades, a not very exciting life, strict parents, and a job that he fucking hates at a local store. -O.P
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Mess

"I'm not good for you, Scott." I say, my voice sounding louder than it did in my head. Scott rubs his face in exasperation and groans before turning to face me. "Sky, you are. You are and that's why I'm in love with you, because you're good and I hate it because I'm constantly afraid that you'll push me away like you did before, but I love it at the same time because you make me want to be good too, to give a shit about things. Christ, I quit smoking for you and it's been hard but I want to make you happy. Because you are good, and I know because you've been through so much crap and you are still so fucking beautiful, inside and out. If you leave me now I won't be able to cope, please. Please, Sky." At this point his hands are covering mine, kissing them with endless pleads and his eyes are glazed over and impassioned, burning with the fire of a thousand suns, boring into mine as he gives himself to me and I'm utterly overthrown. ******************************************************************* Boys. Make-ups. Break-ups. Parties. Drinking. School. Friends. Enemies. In other words, being 16-going-on-17. Sky Brodie is heading towards the end of Sophomore year in California, dragging along with her an endless bane of uncomfortable predicaments. What do you do when the world is trying to make your life unspeakably miserable? How do you work your way through a Mess?

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