The plan
"Ahh.. ha.." max panted, his body abruptly jolting up from the bed as he sat up straight.
Looking round, he could see he was in his room as it was now morning time. the birds chirping vibrantly, with the soft warm morning breeze blowing his hair softly from the window.
'I-it was just a dream.' He sighed clenching his chest a bit. He'd a dream where coach ron asked him to do a 100 laps around the school field, then 50 pushups 30 crunches and 20 splits. He could never in a lifetime imagine himself doing that, as he felt he had a better chance at dying.
'At least I'll be at peace..'
He was glad that was all just a dream, as he would surely be dead if he attempted such. Hell! thinking of such an idea was already giving him a terrible migraine.
"Curse you coach ron! I-i Hope you die a virgin." Max cursed Jack, as he was constantly making life miserable and more unbearable for him.
'Wait.. he's still a virgin right?' Max didn't think coach ron has ever had sex before, but he was a sure that he didn't have a killer rod. 'As the saying goes.. the harder the muscles, the shorter the rod.' Well that was what he always said anyways.
Shaking his head he then got up, about to go down to take a shower and prepare for another day of school when it hit him.
"It's Saturday.. haha!" He chuckled. He suspected yesterday was strangely fast, but he didn't pay attention that much. How could he? His life was constantly being threatened by coach ron, the only way he survived was by being a pervert. And luckily for him, his school provided him with more than enough beauty's to do his job.
Taking a seat in his room max then proceeded to turn on his laptop, intending to watch his favorite pornstar and hopefully cum.
'Fuck.' He tried but unfortunately his body was still in pain, or Ron had done more damage to his body than his strong will to cum. Gritting his teeth max shut the laptop heading out his room down the stairs, the smell of food being prepared immediately hit his nostrils.
'Hmm.. I wonder what she's up to?' He could clearly hear his sister layla, singing in the kitchen. He didn't know why but this felt off to him, as he knew she never got up this early to prepare breakfast on weekends.
'Oh well..' shaking his head he then went down to the dining room, precisely the refrigerator. Opening it he grabbed an energy soda gulping it down in an instant, he could feel little strength come back to him but it still wasn't enough. His body was still sore!
"I didn't think you'd be awake by now." Layla's voice pulled him out from his trance, turning he could see her standing there with a smile on her face. On the table were two dishes containing toast bread and fried egg, with green leaves and a thick red sauce placed in a bowl beside it.
"What's with the whole good girl?" Max asked, confused by her sudden change in behavior.
"Idiot! you could have at least said thank you!" Layla shouted, shoving him away as she carried the jug of milk from the refrigerator, taking a dish and walking away. Max didn't dare say anything, but could only watch as his angry sister stormed away.
"What's her deal.." He muttered going over to the table. Sitting down then took a bite out of the bread and egg sandwich, dipping it in the tomato sauce it tasted much better. His eyes widened a bit as the sauce was surprisingly good, he didn't hesitate eating away chewing some vegetables also.
'Someone's been taking cooking classes.' He smirked a bit. He knew his sister couldn't cook that well, that's why she'd been taken cooking classes behind his back. He didn't care though as he could eat anything, as long as it was food!
"Belch! Phew.. excuse me." He chuckled, tapping his stomach that was now filled.
'She could have at least left the milk.' He frowned. as Layla stormed off, she'd also carried the last jug of milk in the process.
'Why do they even drink milk anyways, since They produce the stuff?' Kyle thought. He didn't see the reason why women drank milk, as the basically produced the essential commodity.
'It's probably to restock.' He smiled, not being able to help himself as his perverted nature took over. Standing up he then went to the kitchen sink as he washed the plates, keeping them back to the wooden cupboard.
'What to do?' Max mind raced on the things he could do, since today was an entire free day to himself. It didn't take long before his head finally came up with a solution, as a smile was planted on his face.
Entering the bathroom he stared at his body in the mirror, the reflection he saw wasn't enticing but still he didn't Care. Quickly brushing his teeth and taking his bath, he then rushed out of the bathroom to his room.
'Time waits for no one.' He chanted in his head, wearing a black top black pants and sneakers. He didn't really like any colour, but if he were to choose then black would be his obvious choice.
Doing his hair well, he then applied the same cologne he found in his parents room.
'You're ready.' He smiled mischievously heading out his room, he didn't see Layla which meant she was still mad at him. He honestly didn't know if he was gifted at annoying her, but he sure knew he did a damn good job.
"Am heading out, don't wait up!" He yelled, rushing out the door not waiting at all for a response. Walking by his street max eyes glanced at every beauty he saw, also trying his best not to be caught.
'I feel kind of sad..' max inwardly said, feeling sad for himself seeing the many beauties and handsome dudes way better than him pass by. He cursed his genetics his parents, and all other factors that had a hand in his poor physique.
'Maybe things would've been different.' He thought but there was no going back now, the deed had been done and he had to live with it. It was a cruel and cold world not everyone got their wishes and he knew it, but he couldn't help bit keep thinking someday maybe some good luck would cime his way.
Dismissing the negative thoughts he continued his little stroll, as his eyes haunted down every beauty within his view. He'd passed his street and was now in a street called shoiro street, just 4 streets from his.
His little obsession had grown much wider, leading him to this point as he continued on.
'Wait.. isn't that.' He stopped in his tracks seeing the figure of a teenage girl with purple hair, wearing a white crop top with a short black miniskirt, stopping just a few inches before her thighs.
"Haha! i-it really is her." He scratched his eyes a few times to confirm, and he was right. It was the same new girl with purple hair, that had arrived his school few days back.
Max then hid behind a wall not wanting to be noticed, as he stared at her from afar. He could see she had some shopping bags of about five, as she walked.
'Thank you faith!' Max inwardly spoke as he seized this opportunity, trailing behind the purple haired at a close distance. He didn't know why he had the sudden feeling, the urge to go on this stroll but he was happy as it had paid off.
'Where's she going?' Max had been following her for a while now as she passed about three streets, now in the fourth making it 8 streets in total he was away from his. He could see she looked both sides, before proceeding down an not so bright alley.
Max felt something odd here, but he decided to follow suit tailing behind. max could see but not that clearly as it was a little dark here, he could see the purple haired girl still going deeper into the alley as he followed on.
Reaching the end she then stopped, max also hid behind a dumpster waiting for what would happen next.
"Haha.. Yuna babe, it's nice of you to drop by." A voice spoke, and out from the shadows came a man who looked to be in his late twenties. He had short green hair, dark eyes wearing a black leather jacket and pants, an alarming smile planted on his face.
'Gangster.' Max immediately knew who this man was, identifying him as a gangster.
"Don't call me that, we're over." Layla said, causing the smile on the man's face to contort into a frown.
"Now I know you don't mean that. right?" He asked staring intensively at Layla.
"I do. leave me alone, and you can sure as hell forget about the packages." she said dropping the shopping bags to the floor, and was about leaving when she was caught by the wrist.
"Do you think you can fucking leave now? After all I've done for you." An insidious smile formed on his face, as he pressed yuna to the wall pinning her down.
"S-stop Kane.. y-you're hurting me." She struggled to break free, but the man's grip on her was just too strong.
"S-she's in trouble." Max muttered, an absurd and terrible idea suddenly formed in his head.
'If I can save her from this psycho, then she'll surely fall for me. Though I'll be beaten mercilessly, but it'll be worth it!' a crazed smiled formed on his face, as he came up with that plan.