This is a completed short story. I wrote it from the perspective of a gay boy because it felt right in relation to the plot. Here is part 1/6
Valentine’s day is my least favorite holiday.
You know why? Because it sucks, that’s why.
People buy presents that they have to give each other, and you have to buy them something in return or they get pissed off. Even if you’re lucky enough to be single, you still get cheesy valentine’s cards that say things like ‘Happy Valentine’s Day.’
I’d like to take some of that happy and stuff it up your ass, Mr.Teddybear-who-is-smirking-back-at-me. Actually, this isn’t even my overpriced satin teddy bear. I stole it. Yes, that’s right, I get a kick out of stealing--- I’m a kleptomaniac. In fact, if someone wanted to give me a cheesy valentine, it would say ‘You stole a lot of things, and my heart is one of them.’
My name is Toby. I’m sixteen years old, and there’s nothing sweet about it.
For one, I have pasty skin. I don’t play sports because I never make the cut… no one wants me on their team. But it’s their loss anyway… I’m a hard worker and I’d be great to train with. I just suck at a lot of sports because I’m short.
It’s not my fault I’m short. I’m 5”2 and like 110 pounds. You could pick me up with one hand, stuff me in a car and rape me over and over.
I would probably enjoy it, while I’m threatening to cut your dick off while you sleep.
That’s me, undersexed and over-horny. I’m not a geek, though. Geeks don’t like me because I’m not ugly enough. Actually, people tell me I look like my mom, which is sort of true.
I have dirty blond hair and brown eyes, but online I always tell everyone they’re honey-colored. Honey is the same as brown, but no one thinks poop is honey-colored. No. Poop is brown. Like this teddy bear’s eyes.
Why DO teddy bears have those soulless brown eyes? Why not something cute? Like blue?
Brown is cheaper. And that’s why I really want contacts for my birthday.
I should be in my sixth period art class, but first I have to hide this bear. It belongs to this guy in my class, Ethan. I found it in his locker, and stole it while he was talking to someone.
Ethan.
I can’t stand him, he deserved it. He’s a prep, that’s why. He’s on the swim team, debate team, and was Homecoming King this year. If you ever want to make a porn movie about spanking, he would be the brat-du-jour. In fact, he’s probably going to give this bear to that chick he likes --- Tiffany. They would make a great couple, too, because they’re both equally annoying.
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