Mike's Dirty Little Secret, chapter 1
I was looking out the window, there was the moving van. I didn't want to go. I would miss the few friends I had here. But in a way I was happy. I would get to leave behind the bad memories from here as well. There were just some things I was glad to leave behind.
"Come on Destiny, the van's here," my mom called.
"Okay," I replied.
I grabbed my bag, with my CDs and CD player, the book I was reading and a notebook. I walked out of my room and out to my new life. Mom and I got into the station wagon and we were off. Saying good bye to Washington and saying hello to my new life in California. My mom and I didn't talk a lot. I didn't really like her. She was abusive when she was high and drunk.
My daddy loved me though, but he was always gone and now he's gone for good. I wondered why daddy had to die. I wish he wouldn't have died, I loved him and he was the only person that cared about me. Mom never did, she wished that she never had me and I know it. She's said it when she gets mad at me.
We drove for about 5 hours and we got to our new house. It was a piece of shit house, paint pealing everything looked shitty. I now lived in Rodeo. In a suburban area, lots of crappy cheap houses all in a row. But since daddy died we don't have a lot of money, so we had to move to here. We were unloading the van and putting stuff inside the house.
I was putting my guitar on its stand when I noticed a boy. He was in the house next to me. He was a skinny pale boy, a little bit paler than I was. He was playing what looked like a bass. He looked like he was about my age, 16. I smiled and I didn't think another thing of it. I started unpacking all of my shit. I helped my mom.
*Mike's p.o.v*
Mom said that the new neighbors had moved in. I was happy, I didn't like the house being empty, even though Billie and me would have no place to smoke pot in private. But it really didn't matter I guess. Mom said we could wait till we get settled in to go meet them.
I was looking at my new Cream Magazine. Van Halen was being interviewed and I was reading the article. I was looking out my window and I was suddenly taken by surprise when I looked into my neighbors window. A girl around my age was walking around naked. I tossed aside my magazine and I began to watch her. she was moving shit around her room. I was immediately turned on. From where I was sitting she looked very hot. She was about as pale as me, with dark brown hair. She was skinny but she had a nice pair of boobs and a decent ass.
I couldn't help but wank. I got it all over the sheets, damn, mom was going to scream at me, like always. She thought I was too old for doing shit like that. Fuck, it's not like I have a girlfriend to fuck. I mean, I'm not a virgin but I didn't have like a real girlfriend to fuck on a regular basis.
I just took off my shirt, got up naked and I turned off the lights. My bed was facing the wall but when I turned on my side I could see her. She was still next naked and I watched her move something else and then she went to bed. I don't think she even noticed I was watching her.
*end of Mike's p.o.v.*
"Come on Destiny, the van's here," my mom called.
"Okay," I replied.
I grabbed my bag, with my CDs and CD player, the book I was reading and a notebook. I walked out of my room and out to my new life. Mom and I got into the station wagon and we were off. Saying good bye to Washington and saying hello to my new life in California. My mom and I didn't talk a lot. I didn't really like her. She was abusive when she was high and drunk.
My daddy loved me though, but he was always gone and now he's gone for good. I wondered why daddy had to die. I wish he wouldn't have died, I loved him and he was the only person that cared about me. Mom never did, she wished that she never had me and I know it. She's said it when she gets mad at me.
We drove for about 5 hours and we got to our new house. It was a piece of shit house, paint pealing everything looked shitty. I now lived in Rodeo. In a suburban area, lots of crappy cheap houses all in a row. But since daddy died we don't have a lot of money, so we had to move to here. We were unloading the van and putting stuff inside the house.
I was putting my guitar on its stand when I noticed a boy. He was in the house next to me. He was a skinny pale boy, a little bit paler than I was. He was playing what looked like a bass. He looked like he was about my age, 16. I smiled and I didn't think another thing of it. I started unpacking all of my shit. I helped my mom.
*Mike's p.o.v*
Mom said that the new neighbors had moved in. I was happy, I didn't like the house being empty, even though Billie and me would have no place to smoke pot in private. But it really didn't matter I guess. Mom said we could wait till we get settled in to go meet them.
I was looking at my new Cream Magazine. Van Halen was being interviewed and I was reading the article. I was looking out my window and I was suddenly taken by surprise when I looked into my neighbors window. A girl around my age was walking around naked. I tossed aside my magazine and I began to watch her. she was moving shit around her room. I was immediately turned on. From where I was sitting she looked very hot. She was about as pale as me, with dark brown hair. She was skinny but she had a nice pair of boobs and a decent ass.
I couldn't help but wank. I got it all over the sheets, damn, mom was going to scream at me, like always. She thought I was too old for doing shit like that. Fuck, it's not like I have a girlfriend to fuck. I mean, I'm not a virgin but I didn't have like a real girlfriend to fuck on a regular basis.
I just took off my shirt, got up naked and I turned off the lights. My bed was facing the wall but when I turned on my side I could see her. She was still next naked and I watched her move something else and then she went to bed. I don't think she even noticed I was watching her.
*end of Mike's p.o.v.*
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