Orso Snow: Yuletide ch 1 - 4
0
Okay this was made as an expansion and somewhat redo of my Winter Writing Contest submission "My Girl Shay" Note this is not an entry for it, this was done cause I liked the characters and a few people enjoyed reading the other. Right now all I have is chapter 1 - 4 written. I took a different turn on the characters and story and changed a name. Jay is now Adam, and a few of the flashbacks are different. If anything is done wrong please let me know. I suck at proof reading
CHAPTER 1
“This winter is going to be great!” I say ecstatically to my friend Adam. This guy has been my friend since well a year and a half ago. But maybe I should back up.
My name is Orso Fontana, and these are the tales of my High School life...
I was born in Sicily, when I was seven my parents were killed. I don't know how. But I then went on to move to Brooklyn, New York to live with my Uncle Nico. After three years there, we went to Long Island for a year. Then at age Twelve Uncle Nico owed some money to some pretty powerful people, we had to lay low. We moved to a little town in the suburbs. Then on I was tutored and given the last name, of Snow. Why? Because we left during a terrible snow storm. So I am now Orso Snow, and I was tutored until high school. But now it is my second year of high school, and I was thrown into this society. Even growing up in Brooklyn, I was pulled out of school by my Uncle because I got beat up daily. I am sixteen years old and have a ton of problems, not as much as I had when I was fifteen though believe me.
“Hah! Sure Orso, regardless the fact you hate the holiday season” Adam responds in his cocky ass attitude of his. “Pssh what are you talking about I love the holidays!” I say trying to throw him off yet slip in a hidden meaning. “Yeah this from the guy who egged the mall Santa last year” I nod in triumph and remember back to that faithful year. It was Adam and I, me being the Atheist that I am and Adam not giving a fuck we went to the local mail. My first time in a mall and I was scared shitless. Anyway we walked by this Santa and this parent puts her little girl on this guys lap (which has always bothered me). Santa says to her “Why little lady, what do you want for Christmas ho-ho-ho.” this totally throws this girl off. Me and Adam notice this so we stop and check out why she was so confused. She looks at her mother and the mom gives her this “Don't you fucking dare” look. So the girl looks back at Santa all scarred and says very timidly “I-I don't believe in Santa.” This is when the mother face palms and Adam and I start to chuckle to ourselves. The mother goes to grab her child but Santa puts his hand out a little as if to say “I got this.” So the mom retracts and watches like Adam and I. Santa leans in a little to the girl and says “Well... if you don't believe in Santa, you are going to go to Hell... and you know what happens to people in Hell don't you?” This is when we lose it and have to go, we end up on the floor outside Claire's laughing our asses off. When we are done we decided. “That asshole deserves to be punished!” so we run to a store, grab some eggs and come back to the mall, and well... you can just guess what happened to that Santa.
“Yeah... what a ho-ho-ho” I say to Adam laughing softly to myself, sees his face is stone serious. “Yeah that wasn't that funny” I say rubbing my neck. “No, that was embarrassing, and if anyone was around to hear you say that I would not acknowledge that I knew you.” “Yeah yeah, well that’s one event. Why else would I not like the holidays?” I ask him. “Well you're an Atheist, you ripped down the Star of David that was hanging in the hall way for Hanukkah, and you went to a fake scene of Jesus' birth, knocked over the displays and slept in Jesus' cradle.” Adam finishes off with a smug look on his face. “Okay I think you know where I was going for” I say in a tone that says “Come on!” “Yeah I know, Sheila, it's your guys one year right?” Adam responds getting what I was going for. “It will be Saturday night at the dance.” I say happily as I take a drink of soda. “Yeah right, so have you two fucked yet?” Adam says, I spit out my coke and start coughing; I finally get a grip of myself. “Holy shit man way to be blunt and random.” I say and cough slightly a few more times. “I am just saying man it's been what practically a year and you two haven't gone at it?” Adam says to me, it made me think. I bite my lip slightly and nervously, try to muster up the strength to say what I feel. “Well I mean” here I go “I love her... I want our first time to be special” there... I said it.
Adam looks at me with that face he gets when he gets serious “Look man, everyone, deep down in their hearts, even those slutty chicks in second block, wanted their first times to be special. Everyone does. But sometimes you can't... sometimes you can't wait...” I ponder that... should I be wasting time? “So” Adam begins to speak in a more upbeat tone, “I beat you ten bucks you won't screw her by next year.” “What?! Are you kidding me? Remember the last time you made a bet with me about her?” I say to him acting happier then I was. “Yeah yeah I remember, it was last year.” Adam says tapping his foot against a nearby garbage can. “It was last year, and the bet was that I couldn't go out with Shay... and guess what... I won that bet... so that means I am going to win this bet!” as I finish off my little proud speech I feel arm wrap around me.
I feel a soft warmth on my back and a subtle perfume. The arms squish me and I hear a cute little yelp. A warm air brushes against my ear and hair tickles my exposed neck. “What bet?” It's her... Shay. Her actual name is Sheila but she hates that so I call her Shay. Only one who calls her Sheila is her parents (who are NOT fond of me) and Adam who is a total troll. But regardless I smile, I grab her arms softly and say “Nothing babe, just something stupid.” “Yeah I bet I mean you're talking to Adam here” she says softly with a smile I know is on her face. Adam puts on a cocky smile and attitude “Hey Sheila.” I feel one of her arms moving away, she flicks off Adam. Adam smirks and starts to walk away, he turns and says “Hey try not to read any Fakku Orso.” Adam walks away laughing. Then I hear Shay softly laughing in my ear, trying not to though. “What?” I say, she slides off my back and walks in front of me. I see her face, trying not to laugh, holding her mouth close with one hand, eyes closed. She finally takes a deep breath, calms herself and says “You go on Fakku too?” then starts to laugh again. She goes on there? Whoa I really don't know this girl. “Ha ha come on calm down now.” I say as I put my hands on her arms trying to hold her still. She leans forward into me and I hold her to me softly. Shay starts to burst out laughing; I can't help but chuckle myself. I pet her smooth, long blonde hair. Damn she must have another bad case of the giggles, she gets 'em every once in a while. She has some odd sort of ADD where at times she'll just laugh at anything really. Finally Shay brings her head up and smiles, I wipe the tears from her eyes. I see her smile at me with her beautiful smile, and her gorgeous hazel eyes. I lay my hand on her cheek softly, she’s really close now, I feel her breasts gently pushing against my chest. Shay bites her bottom lip a little nervously, I love it when she does that, she’s too cute. I see her breath in the cold air, then brush against my face. My thumb softly rubs her cold cheek; I look into her eyes and can't help my self anymore. I close my eyes and move my head forward and kiss her. She puts her arms around my neck and I rest my other hand on her hip. We hold the kiss for a few seconds; we softly break it and sigh with pleasure. Shay curls up in my arms and I hold her close. I whisper to her ear “I love you.” She stands up straight smiling “I love you too.” she then pulls me with our hands interlocked off into the snow toward the parking lot of our school.
She is running ahead, one hand back holding mine. I love this girl, so bloody much. She tumbles into the snow bringing me down with her; I land on top of her, kneeling over her with my hands also holding me up. Shay smiles at me, I know she did this on purpose, but I don't mind. Why? Obviously I love this girl and from the way it seems... she loves me too. I lean down softly and kiss her perfect lips. She eagerly leans up a little and catches me off guard. Shay grabs me by the collar and holds me to her. I kiss her more passionately than ever. We break the kiss from the cold, she smiles at me and says “Get in the car before we violate a couple of laws” Shay smirks playfully and pushes me off then runs to her car. I get up and dust some of the snow off my jacket, I hear the engine roar and begin to walk.
CHAPTER 2
I open the door to her suburban and climb inside. She smiles at me and cranks the heat on. We put on our seat belts and Shay pulls out of the school parking lot onto the road home. I didn't know where we were going but I didn't mind that. It was one of our houses but I didn't know which. Nico didn't care if we came to my apartment but if we went to Shay's... ugh. Her parents would hold me down and try to castrate me. They hated my guts, called me a perverted little Italian grease scum, in that order. That may not sound insulting but I am a sensitive guy so it semi got on my nerves.
Shay sighs and says “Remember when we first met?” I scoff slightly and respond “Oh boy how can I forget.” She glares at me “What the fuck does that mean?” “Well” I begin to say, “It went a little something like this...”
A Year and a Half Earlier
“Orso! Get up!” I hear my uncle scream from the down stair. I sigh and roll away from the door.
“One more minute!” I shout to him, hoping to just get one more minute of peace. “ORSO!” I hear again, I sigh. “Dammit.” I roll out of bed to see my dark room. I look around and see merely outlines of the objects present. I stand up and stretch, feeling my joints waking up. Opens my door and into the hallway, then going down the staircase. I see my uncle cooking. He is always up at the crack ass of down for no reason, just who he is. He owned his own cafe in New York, so I guess he is trying to keep alive a part of his life. I sit down at the table, half asleep, being blinded by the kitchen light. “Uncle” I say, “Must you have the light on?” he turns to look at me. He is an old man, with the years of his life chiseled onto his face. He is bald with an 80's mustache, which is completely grey. He is wearing a white t-shirt that has grease all over it. For some reason uncle always wears plain white shirt that are covered in stains, along with his worn out jeans. “Because if I don't, I'll burn your food you cheeky fuck.” He stares at me intently, and I stare right back. After a moment or two he cracks a smile and we both begin to uncontrollably laugh. That was our joke; we always picked on each other. He walked over to me and handed me my breakfast, I began to eat slowly. “Orso... you know today is the first day of school?” My eyes slightly widen, as if I had forgotten. School... a wild and crazy place; I did not want to go. I liked it here with my uncle and my tutor. But, my tutor, she had to leave to go to a new teaching position. She thought it best I go to school anyway, for my own good she said. “Yeah I know” I replied.
I finished my breakfast and went back to my room to go get dressed. I put on a black t-shirt, blue jeans, a green zip up hoodie, and my black shoes. I laid back down on my bed and stared at the ceiling. I hope I make a friend, though I bet I won't be good with people. I'll probably be a screw up. I have my friends from dance... no, that's no good. Though that is one of my ways to have fun, I dance. I love to dance, not in the prissy way. Just expressing myself through movement it's so... amazing. “Ok, get your ass down here we're going!” I get up, I grab my scarf and wrap it around my neck and walk down stairs. I get to Nico who is standing at the door, he sees the scarf. “Yeah” he says “good idea to wear that.” I wear this scarf because at one point in my life I was very, very depressed. Still am but, I don't go to these extremes. One time I tried to hang myself, lucky for me, I have a strong neck. I sat there for a good 45 seconds, struggling, trying to survive, when Nico came in and rescued me. Ever since though, I have had this massive burn mark around my neck. The scarf... is for the better I am sure. Where I am going people probably don't walk around with rope burns on their necks.
We pull up to the school and see the round, sterile white building. “Fuck, looks like something out of a sci-fi film.” I heard Nico mumble. “Ok, so go to the front desk and there will be your schedule, hope you have fun.” He turns to me and smiles. I jump out of the car and start to walk to the door, I see people passing by me. I get to the door and push it open, then I go over to the front office. I see an old lady sitting in front of a computer, she turns to me.
“Something you need dearie?” I fumble around in my pocket and hand her my paperwork, saying all the usual bull. “I-I'm the new student.” New student? Geez, I am probably not the only new one here. “Ok” she says “Here is your schedule, Adam will show you around, ADAM!” she screams. I take my schedule and say “Adam?”
“That's me!” I hear, I look over and see a guy a little bit taller then me walk out of a back office. He is wearing a Coke shirt and black jeans. His hair is blonde and is slightly tanned. “Who is he Maggie?” Adam says. “He, is the new kid” Maggie says glaring at Adam, he walks over to me, puts his hand on my shoulder and starts to lead me out. “So, what's your name new kid?” Adam says with a cocky smile.
“Orso” I reply “Orso F-Snow” damn I hope he didn't catch that. He smirks “Ok, Orso Snow, let me see your schedule and we shall see where we will go from there.” I hand him my schedule, he looks over it, he sighs, folds it up and puts it in his pocket. “Ok Orso, screw that, first I am going to give you the grand tour of Sigmund High. Both wonderful, fantastic stories, what do you say?” He looks at me with his cocky smile, I sigh. “Fuck it, why not” I reply, he chuckles “Good!” We start to walk down the left hall. “Sigmund High is a two leveled, circular High School. There are nine sections in the first story, and only five in the second. First, was the office where you just were, next is the 11th grade hallways.” I look around and see classrooms full of eleventh graders. “So, where were you before this?” He asks me as we walk through the halls. “I was uh, here but home schooled.” I say. “Oh, so your parents taught you?” he says confidently. “No I uh” oh man, all the memories are rushing back of my youth “My parents are dead, I live with my Uncle.” I say sadly, I see his cocky smile turn into a frown. “Oh I uh, damn I'm sorry Orso.” he replies in a melancholy tone. I feel a tear roll down the cheek opposite of him “It's uh, its ok” I say with my voice slightly cracking. Adam sighs, we get to the next section, his expression becomes more cheerful “And here we are at the twelfth grade section, after this is the cafeteria then gym. But you will see those eventually, for now, let's cut through and check out the library.” We start to work our way to one of the twelfth grade library entrances, I see a girl walking our way. She’s a cute girl, looks to be an inch shorter than me. She wears a red shirt and blue jeans, has semi dirty blonde hair and... I widen my eyes and look at her chest. Their look decently big, I feel my manhood twitch a little, then I feel myself blushing. Damn, she is really, really hot. “Actually” I hear Adam say, getting me out of my trance “the library has a small cafe center, in case you like a fine cup O' Joe while you read your novel.” He smirks, I see the girl get closer, “So uh” I say “Who thought of that?” He points to the girl “What do you know, here is the cunt now.” She glares at him with evil in her hazel eyes, we all stop in the hall.
“Adam, is this your new sex toy?” the girl retorts pointing to me, I blush. How do I respond to that? First time I see a beautiful girl and see calls me another guy's sex toy? Adam chuckles unexpectedly and pushes me next to her. “Here, he can be yours if you wish, heard you need a good pumping.” I look at the girl, I see a brief, split second blush, and then she pushes me back. “You'd like that wouldn't you? I bet you'd finger your self-watching!” Adam screams. She walks past Adam pushing him to the side, she looks back. “Seeya later fucktard!” Adam sighs, “Ah, the devil herself, quite the bitch, was I wrong?” I stare at her as she walks away. “She's beautiful” I accidentally think out loud, I start to blush again, Adam chuckles and shoves me softly. “She'd be perfect without the mouth right, Orso?” he says cheerfully, I smile. “Yeah...so what is uh... her name?” I ask. “Sheila” Adam says “kind of a stupid name if you ask me.” Blushes “I find it okay.”
Present
I hear Shay laughing “Yeah I was kind of a bitch wasn't I” she says choking up. I turn and glare at her raising one brow. Shay looks at me and laughs harder “What?!” I look away and shake my head. “Drive Shay... haha just drive.”
CHAPTER 3
Adam walks down the cold winter street, looks around nervously. Takes out a small box from his coat, takes out a cigarette, pops it in his mouth. Adam puts the box away in exchange for a lighter, quickly tries to spark it a few times with his finger. Finally gets a flame going, holds it to his cigarette, covers it with his hand, lights it. Puts the lighter away and inhales the smoke, blows it gently out his nose. Smiles, moves his feet toward his car, feels a sharp pain in his back and falls to the ground, dropping his cigarette. Groans heavily and squints his eyes in pain. Adam turns over to see three men standing around him. Two of them in good shape, the other small but strong for his height. The two strong ones pick him up and slam him against the car, he lets out a grunt, the pain grows. The smaller one walks up to him, picks up his cigarette and takes a drag. Exhales and says “It's very unwise what you've been doing.” Adam looks at him bewildered and pissed. Why me? Adam thinks to himself, he coughs a little, “And what exactly is that?” Adam says with pain in his voice. The short one nods to the two holding Adam, they let him go. Then swipe his feet, Adam falls onto his knees fast. Adam feels the pain of the poorly done cement stab at his knees.
“What did you do?” The man says and laughs softly to himself “Hah... hold his head.” The two men hold Adam's head in place, he struggles to break free. The man leans over, takes a drag, blows the smoke into Adam's face. Adam coughs it up a bit, the short man takes the cigarette and drags the lit end across Adam's right cheek from his nostril to his earlobe. Adam's screams of pain were short lived. When the man one done they kicked Adam in the gut until he was knocked out. He closed his eyes, dazed. As he closed his eyes, lying in the cold red snow, say the man and his goons walking away.
Hours passed before Adam regained consciousness. He didn't know what time it was or what just happened. He struggles to get up, the snow has almost covered him, it was dark. The only illumination came from the lamp some distance away in the middle of the lot. He felt weak, weaker than ever. He coughed up some blood and spat it away from him. Adam turned his head and saw his cigarette and chuckled to himself. What was that all about? Adam wondered. Picking up the cigarette he saw something on it. It said SNOW on it. Whatever that means, Adam tossed the cigarette to the side and climbed up his car. Struggling to find his keys Adam notices the hood up. They tore out everything. Those fucking bastards!! What did I do?! HUH!?
CHAPTER 4
I hopped out of the suburban and into the rough snow. Damn what happened? It was fine a little while ago. An arm wraps around mine and I feel Shay's head against my shoulder. We walk to the door of my apartment and she turns to me with her beautiful smile, and pecks me on the cheek. She turns tail and runs into her car. Don't blame her, it is freezing. Take out my keys and find my apartment key. I still lived with Uncle Nico and he was his sarcastic self, as always. Like an older Adam but who could cook. I can hear Dean Martin even from here; I open the door and heard it more clearly. Locking the door Nico sings along to Where or When. “Hey Nico,” I saw as I take off my snow covered shoes. “Ey Orso, how was school,” Nico replies in his deep accent. “Oh great fun, as always,” I respond shaking off some snow. “Okay I'm going up,” I say going up the stairs to my room. “Don't have too much fun!” I hear as I close my door. I sigh and chuckle, but no wonder he would say that. My life used to be depressing and lonely. Basically I used to masturbate... a lot... constantly... for days. It was unhealthy but hey, we were on the run and stuck in this piece of shit apartment. I had to relieve some stress. I drop my shoes and sit on the bed. A bet huh? Takes of my socks. Well I could use the money and it’s a nice way of saying fuck you… while fucking. But that’s beside the point; I always considered making love to Shay. One does when you’re a young adult, constantly.
But the actual physical and emotional act of doing so? I practically grew up on hentai and dancing. Odd combination I know, but it’s all I had. I collected them when I was little, there was this big strike against them for some dumb fucking reason. There was a convention going on and some of the locals who don’t quite understand the culture got pissed and stole all the manga and doujinshi. They then dumped them in well… the dump. Thankfully this helped me a ton. After getting them and reading them almost religiously I started to learn Japanese. Now I translate manga to English. It’s a win win, I read manga and get money. I stand up and takes off my jacket, than toss it over my chair. I exhale and begin to take off my scarf, revealing my burns to my mirror. Grunting softly I toss it over my chair as well. I look at myself in the mirror and sigh. “I think she is insane,” I say thinking out loud. I fall back onto my bed and close my eyes.
My eyes drift open; I am face down on the bed with my legs dangling off the side. I slide off onto the floor and look around. Eyeing the clock it’s 9 PM, sighing I get up and stumble back onto the bed. “No… ten more hours,” I say muffled into the bed. Propping my upper body up with my arms I say half awake “Yeah I’m not going to sleep for at least seven hours.” Then plop myself back down. BANG BANG BANG. I head and shoot up like a bullet; looking at my window I see a figure. It’s a person! But who in the fuck? Looking around all I see is a bat, I grab it and wrap my hand around the grip tightly. Slowly I move to the window, opening it quickly and raising my arm I see Shay, covered in snow, smiling and shivering. I blush and drop the bat. Hastily I bring her in and sit her on my bed. I close the window and grab my blanket. Softly wrapping it around her with my arm about her, softly I say “Shay what are you doing here?” She smiles sweetly and mutters “I-I missed you.” I blush a deep red and feels my hair stand on end. I still can’t get over this, this feeling. Trying to smile and be the big caring dude I rub her arm and say “Aww you didn’t have to.” Yeah… I suck at being that guy… I’m going to be Orso now. Shay chuckles a little and says “Yes I did you goof,” she opens the blanket and wraps it around me as she hugs me. Her cold are wrap around my neck and her wet freezing face presses against my cheek. I hesitate but then put my arms around her waist and rub her cold back. I feel a soft breeze against my ear and hear “I love you.” I can’t help but smiles and kiss her with immense passion. Shay holds the kiss and falls onto me; we move to where people normally lay in bed. She giggles slightly and kisses me. I close my eyes and groan happily into her mouth.
Shay breaks the kiss and says, “Don’t you love me?” looking at me with her hazel puppy dog eyes. I bite my lip and kiss her with incredible passion. Before my eyes close I see hers shoot open and close as if she entered heaven. I feel her get startled onto me, her warmth centimeters from my manhood. My toes curl and my heels rub against the bed. Breaking the kiss I say “Of course, I love you Sheila.” I then see her blush slightly but before I can react she attacks me. Pinning me down by the shoulder and kissing me a little roughly. Her body lets down and her womanhood rubs against my member. She breaks the kiss and gasps; I look confused and take her hand in mine. Shay looks at me and shakes her head “N-nothing,” blushing again she practically lays on me and kisses my neck. I bite my lip and moan happily, her breasts press against my chest delicately. My hands rub her sides softly; I look over and see her butt is basically sticking out. She was gorgeous in every way, shape, and form. Great breasts, perfect pussy, fantastic ass, curves to die for, a face that kills, and eyes that can seduce Richard Simmons. Shay had it all and for some reason, she was mine. I rest my hands on her thighs and massage them tenderly. I hear a muffled moan and a warm breath on my neck. She looks up, smiles, and pecks me softly. Shay slides off me to my side, she lays on her side with a leg, arm, and her head on me. I smile and wrap an arm around her, laying my hand on her waist.
Perfect…
CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 1
“This winter is going to be great!” I say ecstatically to my friend Adam. This guy has been my friend since well a year and a half ago. But maybe I should back up.
My name is Orso Fontana, and these are the tales of my High School life...
I was born in Sicily, when I was seven my parents were killed. I don't know how. But I then went on to move to Brooklyn, New York to live with my Uncle Nico. After three years there, we went to Long Island for a year. Then at age Twelve Uncle Nico owed some money to some pretty powerful people, we had to lay low. We moved to a little town in the suburbs. Then on I was tutored and given the last name, of Snow. Why? Because we left during a terrible snow storm. So I am now Orso Snow, and I was tutored until high school. But now it is my second year of high school, and I was thrown into this society. Even growing up in Brooklyn, I was pulled out of school by my Uncle because I got beat up daily. I am sixteen years old and have a ton of problems, not as much as I had when I was fifteen though believe me.
“Hah! Sure Orso, regardless the fact you hate the holiday season” Adam responds in his cocky ass attitude of his. “Pssh what are you talking about I love the holidays!” I say trying to throw him off yet slip in a hidden meaning. “Yeah this from the guy who egged the mall Santa last year” I nod in triumph and remember back to that faithful year. It was Adam and I, me being the Atheist that I am and Adam not giving a fuck we went to the local mail. My first time in a mall and I was scared shitless. Anyway we walked by this Santa and this parent puts her little girl on this guys lap (which has always bothered me). Santa says to her “Why little lady, what do you want for Christmas ho-ho-ho.” this totally throws this girl off. Me and Adam notice this so we stop and check out why she was so confused. She looks at her mother and the mom gives her this “Don't you fucking dare” look. So the girl looks back at Santa all scarred and says very timidly “I-I don't believe in Santa.” This is when the mother face palms and Adam and I start to chuckle to ourselves. The mother goes to grab her child but Santa puts his hand out a little as if to say “I got this.” So the mom retracts and watches like Adam and I. Santa leans in a little to the girl and says “Well... if you don't believe in Santa, you are going to go to Hell... and you know what happens to people in Hell don't you?” This is when we lose it and have to go, we end up on the floor outside Claire's laughing our asses off. When we are done we decided. “That asshole deserves to be punished!” so we run to a store, grab some eggs and come back to the mall, and well... you can just guess what happened to that Santa.
“Yeah... what a ho-ho-ho” I say to Adam laughing softly to myself, sees his face is stone serious. “Yeah that wasn't that funny” I say rubbing my neck. “No, that was embarrassing, and if anyone was around to hear you say that I would not acknowledge that I knew you.” “Yeah yeah, well that’s one event. Why else would I not like the holidays?” I ask him. “Well you're an Atheist, you ripped down the Star of David that was hanging in the hall way for Hanukkah, and you went to a fake scene of Jesus' birth, knocked over the displays and slept in Jesus' cradle.” Adam finishes off with a smug look on his face. “Okay I think you know where I was going for” I say in a tone that says “Come on!” “Yeah I know, Sheila, it's your guys one year right?” Adam responds getting what I was going for. “It will be Saturday night at the dance.” I say happily as I take a drink of soda. “Yeah right, so have you two fucked yet?” Adam says, I spit out my coke and start coughing; I finally get a grip of myself. “Holy shit man way to be blunt and random.” I say and cough slightly a few more times. “I am just saying man it's been what practically a year and you two haven't gone at it?” Adam says to me, it made me think. I bite my lip slightly and nervously, try to muster up the strength to say what I feel. “Well I mean” here I go “I love her... I want our first time to be special” there... I said it.
Adam looks at me with that face he gets when he gets serious “Look man, everyone, deep down in their hearts, even those slutty chicks in second block, wanted their first times to be special. Everyone does. But sometimes you can't... sometimes you can't wait...” I ponder that... should I be wasting time? “So” Adam begins to speak in a more upbeat tone, “I beat you ten bucks you won't screw her by next year.” “What?! Are you kidding me? Remember the last time you made a bet with me about her?” I say to him acting happier then I was. “Yeah yeah I remember, it was last year.” Adam says tapping his foot against a nearby garbage can. “It was last year, and the bet was that I couldn't go out with Shay... and guess what... I won that bet... so that means I am going to win this bet!” as I finish off my little proud speech I feel arm wrap around me.
I feel a soft warmth on my back and a subtle perfume. The arms squish me and I hear a cute little yelp. A warm air brushes against my ear and hair tickles my exposed neck. “What bet?” It's her... Shay. Her actual name is Sheila but she hates that so I call her Shay. Only one who calls her Sheila is her parents (who are NOT fond of me) and Adam who is a total troll. But regardless I smile, I grab her arms softly and say “Nothing babe, just something stupid.” “Yeah I bet I mean you're talking to Adam here” she says softly with a smile I know is on her face. Adam puts on a cocky smile and attitude “Hey Sheila.” I feel one of her arms moving away, she flicks off Adam. Adam smirks and starts to walk away, he turns and says “Hey try not to read any Fakku Orso.” Adam walks away laughing. Then I hear Shay softly laughing in my ear, trying not to though. “What?” I say, she slides off my back and walks in front of me. I see her face, trying not to laugh, holding her mouth close with one hand, eyes closed. She finally takes a deep breath, calms herself and says “You go on Fakku too?” then starts to laugh again. She goes on there? Whoa I really don't know this girl. “Ha ha come on calm down now.” I say as I put my hands on her arms trying to hold her still. She leans forward into me and I hold her to me softly. Shay starts to burst out laughing; I can't help but chuckle myself. I pet her smooth, long blonde hair. Damn she must have another bad case of the giggles, she gets 'em every once in a while. She has some odd sort of ADD where at times she'll just laugh at anything really. Finally Shay brings her head up and smiles, I wipe the tears from her eyes. I see her smile at me with her beautiful smile, and her gorgeous hazel eyes. I lay my hand on her cheek softly, she’s really close now, I feel her breasts gently pushing against my chest. Shay bites her bottom lip a little nervously, I love it when she does that, she’s too cute. I see her breath in the cold air, then brush against my face. My thumb softly rubs her cold cheek; I look into her eyes and can't help my self anymore. I close my eyes and move my head forward and kiss her. She puts her arms around my neck and I rest my other hand on her hip. We hold the kiss for a few seconds; we softly break it and sigh with pleasure. Shay curls up in my arms and I hold her close. I whisper to her ear “I love you.” She stands up straight smiling “I love you too.” she then pulls me with our hands interlocked off into the snow toward the parking lot of our school.
She is running ahead, one hand back holding mine. I love this girl, so bloody much. She tumbles into the snow bringing me down with her; I land on top of her, kneeling over her with my hands also holding me up. Shay smiles at me, I know she did this on purpose, but I don't mind. Why? Obviously I love this girl and from the way it seems... she loves me too. I lean down softly and kiss her perfect lips. She eagerly leans up a little and catches me off guard. Shay grabs me by the collar and holds me to her. I kiss her more passionately than ever. We break the kiss from the cold, she smiles at me and says “Get in the car before we violate a couple of laws” Shay smirks playfully and pushes me off then runs to her car. I get up and dust some of the snow off my jacket, I hear the engine roar and begin to walk.
CHAPTER 2
I open the door to her suburban and climb inside. She smiles at me and cranks the heat on. We put on our seat belts and Shay pulls out of the school parking lot onto the road home. I didn't know where we were going but I didn't mind that. It was one of our houses but I didn't know which. Nico didn't care if we came to my apartment but if we went to Shay's... ugh. Her parents would hold me down and try to castrate me. They hated my guts, called me a perverted little Italian grease scum, in that order. That may not sound insulting but I am a sensitive guy so it semi got on my nerves.
Shay sighs and says “Remember when we first met?” I scoff slightly and respond “Oh boy how can I forget.” She glares at me “What the fuck does that mean?” “Well” I begin to say, “It went a little something like this...”
A Year and a Half Earlier
“Orso! Get up!” I hear my uncle scream from the down stair. I sigh and roll away from the door.
“One more minute!” I shout to him, hoping to just get one more minute of peace. “ORSO!” I hear again, I sigh. “Dammit.” I roll out of bed to see my dark room. I look around and see merely outlines of the objects present. I stand up and stretch, feeling my joints waking up. Opens my door and into the hallway, then going down the staircase. I see my uncle cooking. He is always up at the crack ass of down for no reason, just who he is. He owned his own cafe in New York, so I guess he is trying to keep alive a part of his life. I sit down at the table, half asleep, being blinded by the kitchen light. “Uncle” I say, “Must you have the light on?” he turns to look at me. He is an old man, with the years of his life chiseled onto his face. He is bald with an 80's mustache, which is completely grey. He is wearing a white t-shirt that has grease all over it. For some reason uncle always wears plain white shirt that are covered in stains, along with his worn out jeans. “Because if I don't, I'll burn your food you cheeky fuck.” He stares at me intently, and I stare right back. After a moment or two he cracks a smile and we both begin to uncontrollably laugh. That was our joke; we always picked on each other. He walked over to me and handed me my breakfast, I began to eat slowly. “Orso... you know today is the first day of school?” My eyes slightly widen, as if I had forgotten. School... a wild and crazy place; I did not want to go. I liked it here with my uncle and my tutor. But, my tutor, she had to leave to go to a new teaching position. She thought it best I go to school anyway, for my own good she said. “Yeah I know” I replied.
I finished my breakfast and went back to my room to go get dressed. I put on a black t-shirt, blue jeans, a green zip up hoodie, and my black shoes. I laid back down on my bed and stared at the ceiling. I hope I make a friend, though I bet I won't be good with people. I'll probably be a screw up. I have my friends from dance... no, that's no good. Though that is one of my ways to have fun, I dance. I love to dance, not in the prissy way. Just expressing myself through movement it's so... amazing. “Ok, get your ass down here we're going!” I get up, I grab my scarf and wrap it around my neck and walk down stairs. I get to Nico who is standing at the door, he sees the scarf. “Yeah” he says “good idea to wear that.” I wear this scarf because at one point in my life I was very, very depressed. Still am but, I don't go to these extremes. One time I tried to hang myself, lucky for me, I have a strong neck. I sat there for a good 45 seconds, struggling, trying to survive, when Nico came in and rescued me. Ever since though, I have had this massive burn mark around my neck. The scarf... is for the better I am sure. Where I am going people probably don't walk around with rope burns on their necks.
We pull up to the school and see the round, sterile white building. “Fuck, looks like something out of a sci-fi film.” I heard Nico mumble. “Ok, so go to the front desk and there will be your schedule, hope you have fun.” He turns to me and smiles. I jump out of the car and start to walk to the door, I see people passing by me. I get to the door and push it open, then I go over to the front office. I see an old lady sitting in front of a computer, she turns to me.
“Something you need dearie?” I fumble around in my pocket and hand her my paperwork, saying all the usual bull. “I-I'm the new student.” New student? Geez, I am probably not the only new one here. “Ok” she says “Here is your schedule, Adam will show you around, ADAM!” she screams. I take my schedule and say “Adam?”
“That's me!” I hear, I look over and see a guy a little bit taller then me walk out of a back office. He is wearing a Coke shirt and black jeans. His hair is blonde and is slightly tanned. “Who is he Maggie?” Adam says. “He, is the new kid” Maggie says glaring at Adam, he walks over to me, puts his hand on my shoulder and starts to lead me out. “So, what's your name new kid?” Adam says with a cocky smile.
“Orso” I reply “Orso F-Snow” damn I hope he didn't catch that. He smirks “Ok, Orso Snow, let me see your schedule and we shall see where we will go from there.” I hand him my schedule, he looks over it, he sighs, folds it up and puts it in his pocket. “Ok Orso, screw that, first I am going to give you the grand tour of Sigmund High. Both wonderful, fantastic stories, what do you say?” He looks at me with his cocky smile, I sigh. “Fuck it, why not” I reply, he chuckles “Good!” We start to walk down the left hall. “Sigmund High is a two leveled, circular High School. There are nine sections in the first story, and only five in the second. First, was the office where you just were, next is the 11th grade hallways.” I look around and see classrooms full of eleventh graders. “So, where were you before this?” He asks me as we walk through the halls. “I was uh, here but home schooled.” I say. “Oh, so your parents taught you?” he says confidently. “No I uh” oh man, all the memories are rushing back of my youth “My parents are dead, I live with my Uncle.” I say sadly, I see his cocky smile turn into a frown. “Oh I uh, damn I'm sorry Orso.” he replies in a melancholy tone. I feel a tear roll down the cheek opposite of him “It's uh, its ok” I say with my voice slightly cracking. Adam sighs, we get to the next section, his expression becomes more cheerful “And here we are at the twelfth grade section, after this is the cafeteria then gym. But you will see those eventually, for now, let's cut through and check out the library.” We start to work our way to one of the twelfth grade library entrances, I see a girl walking our way. She’s a cute girl, looks to be an inch shorter than me. She wears a red shirt and blue jeans, has semi dirty blonde hair and... I widen my eyes and look at her chest. Their look decently big, I feel my manhood twitch a little, then I feel myself blushing. Damn, she is really, really hot. “Actually” I hear Adam say, getting me out of my trance “the library has a small cafe center, in case you like a fine cup O' Joe while you read your novel.” He smirks, I see the girl get closer, “So uh” I say “Who thought of that?” He points to the girl “What do you know, here is the cunt now.” She glares at him with evil in her hazel eyes, we all stop in the hall.
“Adam, is this your new sex toy?” the girl retorts pointing to me, I blush. How do I respond to that? First time I see a beautiful girl and see calls me another guy's sex toy? Adam chuckles unexpectedly and pushes me next to her. “Here, he can be yours if you wish, heard you need a good pumping.” I look at the girl, I see a brief, split second blush, and then she pushes me back. “You'd like that wouldn't you? I bet you'd finger your self-watching!” Adam screams. She walks past Adam pushing him to the side, she looks back. “Seeya later fucktard!” Adam sighs, “Ah, the devil herself, quite the bitch, was I wrong?” I stare at her as she walks away. “She's beautiful” I accidentally think out loud, I start to blush again, Adam chuckles and shoves me softly. “She'd be perfect without the mouth right, Orso?” he says cheerfully, I smile. “Yeah...so what is uh... her name?” I ask. “Sheila” Adam says “kind of a stupid name if you ask me.” Blushes “I find it okay.”
Present
I hear Shay laughing “Yeah I was kind of a bitch wasn't I” she says choking up. I turn and glare at her raising one brow. Shay looks at me and laughs harder “What?!” I look away and shake my head. “Drive Shay... haha just drive.”
CHAPTER 3
Adam walks down the cold winter street, looks around nervously. Takes out a small box from his coat, takes out a cigarette, pops it in his mouth. Adam puts the box away in exchange for a lighter, quickly tries to spark it a few times with his finger. Finally gets a flame going, holds it to his cigarette, covers it with his hand, lights it. Puts the lighter away and inhales the smoke, blows it gently out his nose. Smiles, moves his feet toward his car, feels a sharp pain in his back and falls to the ground, dropping his cigarette. Groans heavily and squints his eyes in pain. Adam turns over to see three men standing around him. Two of them in good shape, the other small but strong for his height. The two strong ones pick him up and slam him against the car, he lets out a grunt, the pain grows. The smaller one walks up to him, picks up his cigarette and takes a drag. Exhales and says “It's very unwise what you've been doing.” Adam looks at him bewildered and pissed. Why me? Adam thinks to himself, he coughs a little, “And what exactly is that?” Adam says with pain in his voice. The short one nods to the two holding Adam, they let him go. Then swipe his feet, Adam falls onto his knees fast. Adam feels the pain of the poorly done cement stab at his knees.
“What did you do?” The man says and laughs softly to himself “Hah... hold his head.” The two men hold Adam's head in place, he struggles to break free. The man leans over, takes a drag, blows the smoke into Adam's face. Adam coughs it up a bit, the short man takes the cigarette and drags the lit end across Adam's right cheek from his nostril to his earlobe. Adam's screams of pain were short lived. When the man one done they kicked Adam in the gut until he was knocked out. He closed his eyes, dazed. As he closed his eyes, lying in the cold red snow, say the man and his goons walking away.
Hours passed before Adam regained consciousness. He didn't know what time it was or what just happened. He struggles to get up, the snow has almost covered him, it was dark. The only illumination came from the lamp some distance away in the middle of the lot. He felt weak, weaker than ever. He coughed up some blood and spat it away from him. Adam turned his head and saw his cigarette and chuckled to himself. What was that all about? Adam wondered. Picking up the cigarette he saw something on it. It said SNOW on it. Whatever that means, Adam tossed the cigarette to the side and climbed up his car. Struggling to find his keys Adam notices the hood up. They tore out everything. Those fucking bastards!! What did I do?! HUH!?
CHAPTER 4
I hopped out of the suburban and into the rough snow. Damn what happened? It was fine a little while ago. An arm wraps around mine and I feel Shay's head against my shoulder. We walk to the door of my apartment and she turns to me with her beautiful smile, and pecks me on the cheek. She turns tail and runs into her car. Don't blame her, it is freezing. Take out my keys and find my apartment key. I still lived with Uncle Nico and he was his sarcastic self, as always. Like an older Adam but who could cook. I can hear Dean Martin even from here; I open the door and heard it more clearly. Locking the door Nico sings along to Where or When. “Hey Nico,” I saw as I take off my snow covered shoes. “Ey Orso, how was school,” Nico replies in his deep accent. “Oh great fun, as always,” I respond shaking off some snow. “Okay I'm going up,” I say going up the stairs to my room. “Don't have too much fun!” I hear as I close my door. I sigh and chuckle, but no wonder he would say that. My life used to be depressing and lonely. Basically I used to masturbate... a lot... constantly... for days. It was unhealthy but hey, we were on the run and stuck in this piece of shit apartment. I had to relieve some stress. I drop my shoes and sit on the bed. A bet huh? Takes of my socks. Well I could use the money and it’s a nice way of saying fuck you… while fucking. But that’s beside the point; I always considered making love to Shay. One does when you’re a young adult, constantly.
But the actual physical and emotional act of doing so? I practically grew up on hentai and dancing. Odd combination I know, but it’s all I had. I collected them when I was little, there was this big strike against them for some dumb fucking reason. There was a convention going on and some of the locals who don’t quite understand the culture got pissed and stole all the manga and doujinshi. They then dumped them in well… the dump. Thankfully this helped me a ton. After getting them and reading them almost religiously I started to learn Japanese. Now I translate manga to English. It’s a win win, I read manga and get money. I stand up and takes off my jacket, than toss it over my chair. I exhale and begin to take off my scarf, revealing my burns to my mirror. Grunting softly I toss it over my chair as well. I look at myself in the mirror and sigh. “I think she is insane,” I say thinking out loud. I fall back onto my bed and close my eyes.
My eyes drift open; I am face down on the bed with my legs dangling off the side. I slide off onto the floor and look around. Eyeing the clock it’s 9 PM, sighing I get up and stumble back onto the bed. “No… ten more hours,” I say muffled into the bed. Propping my upper body up with my arms I say half awake “Yeah I’m not going to sleep for at least seven hours.” Then plop myself back down. BANG BANG BANG. I head and shoot up like a bullet; looking at my window I see a figure. It’s a person! But who in the fuck? Looking around all I see is a bat, I grab it and wrap my hand around the grip tightly. Slowly I move to the window, opening it quickly and raising my arm I see Shay, covered in snow, smiling and shivering. I blush and drop the bat. Hastily I bring her in and sit her on my bed. I close the window and grab my blanket. Softly wrapping it around her with my arm about her, softly I say “Shay what are you doing here?” She smiles sweetly and mutters “I-I missed you.” I blush a deep red and feels my hair stand on end. I still can’t get over this, this feeling. Trying to smile and be the big caring dude I rub her arm and say “Aww you didn’t have to.” Yeah… I suck at being that guy… I’m going to be Orso now. Shay chuckles a little and says “Yes I did you goof,” she opens the blanket and wraps it around me as she hugs me. Her cold are wrap around my neck and her wet freezing face presses against my cheek. I hesitate but then put my arms around her waist and rub her cold back. I feel a soft breeze against my ear and hear “I love you.” I can’t help but smiles and kiss her with immense passion. Shay holds the kiss and falls onto me; we move to where people normally lay in bed. She giggles slightly and kisses me. I close my eyes and groan happily into her mouth.
Shay breaks the kiss and says, “Don’t you love me?” looking at me with her hazel puppy dog eyes. I bite my lip and kiss her with incredible passion. Before my eyes close I see hers shoot open and close as if she entered heaven. I feel her get startled onto me, her warmth centimeters from my manhood. My toes curl and my heels rub against the bed. Breaking the kiss I say “Of course, I love you Sheila.” I then see her blush slightly but before I can react she attacks me. Pinning me down by the shoulder and kissing me a little roughly. Her body lets down and her womanhood rubs against my member. She breaks the kiss and gasps; I look confused and take her hand in mine. Shay looks at me and shakes her head “N-nothing,” blushing again she practically lays on me and kisses my neck. I bite my lip and moan happily, her breasts press against my chest delicately. My hands rub her sides softly; I look over and see her butt is basically sticking out. She was gorgeous in every way, shape, and form. Great breasts, perfect pussy, fantastic ass, curves to die for, a face that kills, and eyes that can seduce Richard Simmons. Shay had it all and for some reason, she was mine. I rest my hands on her thighs and massage them tenderly. I hear a muffled moan and a warm breath on my neck. She looks up, smiles, and pecks me softly. Shay slides off me to my side, she lays on her side with a leg, arm, and her head on me. I smile and wrap an arm around her, laying my hand on her waist.
Perfect…
CHAPTER 5