Show Yourself: Chapter 13 – April 22nd

April 22nd, I will always remember that date. Not only because it’s the day of my best friend’s birthday but that date also had a special meaning to me. The night before, I was having some issue sleeping and figure I could chat with my dad since he was still up. Which that was kinda odd cause my parents always went to bed together. But lately my dad has been spending a lot of time in front of the computer.




“Hey dad, what are you doing? It’s almost 3 AM.”

“Hey, just trying to tweak some things.”

“Like what?”

“A book. A few weeks back, your mom dragged me to one of her boring book club luncheons cause she said I spent too much time at the bar. But they was meeting with a publisher and your mom wanted me to tell her about my old journal that I use to keep. Your mom already told her about it and the publisher thinks my life journal would make a great book.”

“Really? I never thought you would ever be a published writer, dad. Mom, yeah. You, no.”

“I had a pretty great life before you were born.”

“So my birth ruined your life?”

“No! That’s not what I mean!”

“Ha ha ha ha! Anyway, I need to talk. Like advice. I asked Annaliese out on a date and I don’t know the first idea about taking a girl out.”




“I’m glad you asked, my boy as you know your daddy is the master of love.”

“I have 56 siblings; so.”

“Okay, I am the master of making love. But first of all, where are you taking her?”

“I dunno. Lunch downtown and a movie?”


“Is that bad?”

“Pretty average, pretty lame.”





“It’s okay. I can help ya out. She’s probably been there and done that but what you need to do is take her out on an extraordinary date. Something she wouldn’t expect and probably something legal.”

“Like what?”

“The spa. All ladies love going to the spa. I take your mom there and give her the full spa treatment. Oil massages, tub soaks, mud bath, body scrubs, mani-pedis and a steam. She’s always relaxed and a good mood afterwards.”

“I guess the spa would be kinda cool and mom always seem happy afterwards.”

“Yeah and afterwards we have a nice meal at the bistro and drinks back at the winery. The bar isn’t classy enough for my lady. I wish we had a piano lounge here like back in Bridgeport. Your mom loves piano lounges cause she’s a classy ass lady in the street and a freak in the-“

“DAD! Seriously!”

“You get what I’m saying?”

“Yes, unfortunately. But I can’t afford to take her to a spa. Not with the allowance I get.”




“Nah, I gotcha. I got this 2 hour session voucher. You can have it. It doesn’t give ya full access but it’s something.”

“Really? I can have it?”

“Sure, was gonna give it to one of your sisters and make them fight over it but your mom will get mad. Ha ha ha!”

“Thanks dad! I wanna take her out on the best date ever.”

“With my help, every lady will.”

Somehow I seriously doubt that.




Today is going to be a big day, it’s Bastian’s birthday and my first date ever. I had 4 other girlfriends but I never taken them on an actual date. I felt Annaliese deserved to be taken out on a date since I really liked her. Hopefully the spa will help her forget about all of the stupid stuff that I’ll probably say. I wish Jada would come out and help me with getting a filter. But she enjoys watching me embarrass myself. Some help she is.

Naturally I was nervous as I got ready. I could hear Giana bossing everyone around upstairs as the other prepare to get the house ready for Bastian’s party. My dad is throwing him a party so he would like his birthday. Parties, especially birthday parties are important for my kind. Bastian said every birthday he could remember sucked. His dad felt birthday parties were pointless and his mom couldn’t be bothered. His 7th birthday was the worst. He came home after school and was told to pack his things by his mom. They drove across country running away from his dad and was never told why.

Bastian is turning 16 and most people make turning 16 a big deal. When my dad offered to throw him a sweet 16, Bastian was on board. I don’t think I ever seen him that happy before.




I was making my way towards the front door until I was confronted by a displeased Giana. She can be a bit bossy when it comes to setting up things since she’s a freakin’ perfectionist. Everything has to be perfect in her eyes. She really making a big deal about this party which is more than usual. I don’t know what her deal is but I’m not amused.

“And where are you going?”

“I have a date.”

“A date? A date?! Are you serious, Raiden Enrique? You need to be helping! Bastian is YOUR friend?!”

“Yeah? I did some shit for the party last night. I put all of the drinks in the mini frig like mom said! Plus I set up the karaoke machine last night too! I did my part. Mom and Dad said I could go on my date!”




“This party has to be perfect! And everything is WRONG! Dad made the burgers too dry and the coleslaw could need a little more mayo! Stella doesn’t know what she’s doing. Why couldn’t mom make the coleslaw? This party is ruined!”

“No it’s not and why do you care so much if everything is perfect? Not like it’s your party!”

“Bastian deserves the best! And you’re giving 23%! Don’t you care about Bastian? Don’t you think he deserve the best? Do ya? Do ya?!”

“Yeah but you are fuckin’ nuts! Everything is gonna be fine if you just chill.”

“I just want him to have a great party!”

“You act like your his girlfriend! News flash, Vexille is! So relax cause the kitchen on the back of your head sure isn’t!”

“I hate you! My hair is perfect!”

“Yeah? The feeling is mutual!”

Not really but sisters are annoying as hell.




I made my way to Annaliese’s house on my scooter, I didn’t think of how was we going to get around. She could probably fit on the back of my scooter but what if she’s afraid of that. I guess I should have thought about this before. I started to panicked a little bit but maybe it won’t be a big deal.





Finding her house wasn’t hard, she was close to the bistro and I didn’t know she lived across the street from my sisters Janaya and Solar and my brother Orion. I rang the doorbell and was greeted by her brother, Gino Jr. I’m glad it was him instead of her dad.

Of course Annaliese wasn’t ready just yet and was told to sit and wait.





I felt like I was waiting forever on her. The whole I was nervous her dad would come in and 50 question me about my intentions with his daughter. I felt a sight of relief when I heard the sound of her voice.


“Come over here and sit closer to me.”






“I’m glad it’s just him. I was worried your dad will come in and interrogate me at any second.”

“Ha ha ha! No! My dad is doing a taping today. It’s just my brother and I. My mom took my sister to the park.”

“Do they know about the date?”

“My mom, yeah. Dad, nope. Ha ha ha!”

“Oh. I guess I feel half better.”

“So where are we going?”

“I was thinking the spa?”


“Is that bad?”

“No. I like the spa. I live close to it. We can walk to it.”

“Great cause I just have a scooter.”

“Me too!”




We walked to the spa and it happen to be a nice spring day. My hand bumped into hers a few times. She smiled and asked if I was trying to hold her hand. I quickly said no but realizing that I sounded like I was rejecting her, I told her I didn’t mean it that way. She giggled saying how she thought it was cute when I’m nervous. I blushed a little with slight embarrassment. I needed to get it together, I said to myself over and over in my head.




“So we’re here. Whatcha wanna do first? I have this 2 hour voucher. We have access to the hydrotherapy baths, massage chairs and a tub soak.”

“Hmm, hydrotherapy bath! I love those! Especially with aromatherapy. My mom and I usually does those combos.”

“I’m not sure if this voucher covers aromatherapy but you do smell nice.”

“Aww, thanks. It’s okay, spending time with you is good enough.”





I couldn’t stop staring at Annaliese once she dropping her robe. She looked so hot in her swimsuit. I never seen her in one and it was a nice treat for me. She did caught me staring her down, she just smiled and said nothing. I’m glad she’s cool with me being creepy but I wonder how long is her going to put up with it.





“How is your bath?”

“It’s pretty nice. I really needed this after the week I had. I had so many projects due this week. I’m glad it’s all over for now.”

“I bet so. I dunno why they keep giving us gajillion projects to work on at the same time. It’s no easier than regular school.”

“True. But it’s a nice school, it’s gonna help with going to college.”

“What school are you going to go to?”

“The school of design in Rome. Do you plan to go to college too?”

“I dunno. Maybe. My mom is gonna make me so. Education is important for my mom. My dad didn’t finish school so she’s like really hard on us. So you wanna be a designer? Like do fashion or something like that?”

“Interior designer, I would love to makeover homes and buildings. And have my own business too.”





“Oh cool. My sister Janaya is one of those. I bet you’ll be great at it. Maybe you could make my house look fancy or something.”

“Mmm, maybe but I’ll still have to charge ya.”

“Awe, no discount?”

“Well, yeah since our first date was at one of my favorite spots.”





After the bath, we headed to the massage chairs next. I always heard those chairs were nice and I never tried one before. I could see Annaliese was really enjoying herself and I was happy that I was giving her a great time. I guess coming to my dad was a good idea.

“I’ll be honest, Raiden. I wasn’t sure about you. You don’t seem like you had much experience with girls and probably had no idea how to take a girl on a date. But I am really impressed.”

“Oh, yeah. I didn’t take any of my girlfriends on dates. We just kinda hung out somewhere. It was good enough for them I guess. You’re a very sexy lady and thought you deserved a real date.”

“Really? That’s sweet. I’ve been on a few dates but they were nothing like this and that’s a good thing. I think I could get use to you taking me on dates like this.”

“Oh cool. I’m glad you’re liking it.” 




“Now all I could use is a nice mani-pedi.”

“What is that? Sounds like an Asian dish. I’m kinda hungry.”

“It’s a manicure and a pedicure. It feels nice and looks nice afterwards. I think you would also enjoy it.”

“One of my sisters thought it was funny to paint my nails and toes while I asleep when I was 12. I think I’ll pass on that, ha ha ha!”

“You’ll be missing out.”

“I can live with that. Ha ha ha!”




After our 2 hour session was over, we went to walk around for a bit. I really enjoy talking with Annaliese and getting to know her more. I’m surprised with myself how I haven’t said anything too dumb. I think I’m getting comfortable with her and feel more relaxed.

“Oh when I was about 6, I wanted to be a princess so bad. I use to try my really fancy dresses everyday but my mom wouldn’t let me. I thought I was clever and packed my most favorite dress in my book bag for school. It had rained the day before, mind you. So before class, I changed into my dress and demanded to called “Princess Anna”. I was so full of myself, I even demands to bow to me. So during recess, I wasn’t paying attention and tripped over. I fell face first into a pile of mud. Kids called me “Princess Mud Face” for a week. I was so embarrassed! Ha ha ha ha!”

“Ah man that’s kinda funny! Ha ha ha ha! Princess Mud Face, huh? I bet you still looked cute though.”

“Yeah right! Even my hair was caked with mud. I got into so much trouble when the teacher called my mom. So what about you? Got any embarrassing stories?”

“Well; um.”

I certainly couldn’t tell her about me turning to a man-wolf during a sleepover when I was 5. That’s one part of me that I will never share with her. If my awkwardness doesn’t scare her off, my man-wolf form would.

“I know you got one. I told you one about me. It’s only fair.”

“Okay. I want to make this clear but I was only 4 years at the time. But I use to wear my mom’s bras cause I could carry all of my favorite toys in it. My dad told me how my mom wears bra cause she carries his favorite toys in it. I thought that’s what bras were for.”

“I bet! Ha ha ha ha ha!”

“Yeah so one day my mom’s sister-in-law, Anastasia came over and mind you I had the biggest crush on her. My mom and Ana caught me leaving my room wearing her bra filled with my action figures and cars. My mom and Ana laughed so hard and took a pic. I was so mortified and hid in the closet. I wouldn’t come out until Ana left.”

“Oh my gosh! I would love to see that pic! I bet you looked so adorable in a bra with your toys! Ha ha ha ha ha!”

“I was 4. I didn’t know any better! Ha ha ha ha!”

“I know! So what time is the party?”

“It starts in about 2 hours. So you come with me now?”

“Sure. I would love to see your home.”




We both drove our scooters to my home. I could hear most of the family was outside probably still setting up things. The cat, Magic greeted us and was really friendly with Annaliese. He was never like that with my girlfriends. I guess it’s true about animals, they can sense bullshit.

“Wow, your house is lovely. I bet you got a pool.”

“We do at 3 of our other houses.”


“We 4 houses in America. 2 of them are vacation homes. One in Starlight Bay, California and Konani Tide, Hawaii.”

“That’s pretty cool.”

“Sorry if I’m bragging but my dad can’t stop buying houses.”

“Your dad and mine! We have 3 vacation homes. One in my mom’s hometown in New Orleans, one in Rome and another one in Spain.”

“My dad wants one in Spain but my mom said no.”




Introduced Annaliese to my dad and hoped he won’t say anything embarrassing about me to her. I’m pretty sure my mom told him to watch what he says. But then again, these are my parents. It’s their job to embarrass us.

“Dad, this Annaliese.”

“Hi Annaliese, I’m Dad!”

“Ha ha ha! Um, Hi Dad?”

“Dad; please.”

“Lighten up, kid. You can call me Borage or Party Dad.”

“Borage like in the flower?”


“Oh nice! That’s like my favorite flower.”




“Marry her, Rai.”


“Ha ha ha ha!”

“You kids have fun. It’s getting close to start this party. Bastian is here by the way.”

“Cool, bye Dad.”




“Your dad is funny. I see where you got it from”

“Eh. Sometimes. I got you a drink.”

“What is it?”

“Just  a sprite. Don’t worry, my dad knows better to not serve minors alcohol. But I’m pretty sure most are hoping my dad slips up.”

“My dad sometimes let my brother and I have a glass of wine for special occasions.”

“So does mine but this isn’t one of them. Ha ha ha!”




The party was going well for the most part. Giana was less bossy and finally relaxed. Bastian was having fun of course, dancing with most of the girls. Vexille didn’t seem too happy about that. I hoped no drama would start up but Montell and his girlfriend tried to keep Vexille in good spirits. Some of Annaliese’s friends were invited and she was quickly pulled away. I wasn’t sure to do. I just creepily watched her chat and danced with her friends. I guess the date is over.




“Man does Giana look hot today. I like dancing with her. I should go dance with her again.”

“How about you leave my sister alone. Vexille is already annoyed with you dancing and grinding on the other girls.”

“I’m the birthday boy. I should be getting all of the love. Vex is cool now.”

“Will you stop checking out my sister!”

“Dude; I cannot help it.”

“I will kill you.”

“Why are you sitting over and not hangin’ with Anna?”

“She looks like she’s having fun with her friends.”




“Yeah? Wiggle yourself between them. You’re on a date with her.”

“Won’t that be kinda rude?”

“She wants you to. Trust me on this. Show her your moves. The pigeons will take flight.”

“You do know one of those “pigeons” is your girlfriend.”

“Don’t tell her that I said that!”

“I’m gonna remember this when I need something.”

“Whatever. You gonna go over there or do I need to make you and then it will be all awkward but funny for me.”

“You wouldn’t do that.”

“It’s my birthday! The rules don’t apply to me today!”

“Don’t say anything when you get arrested.”

“Ha ha ha ha!”




I took Bastian’s advice and placed myself between Annaliese and her friends. Like Bastian predict, they took flight.

“May I cut in?”

“I was hoping you would cut in.”

“I saw you with your friends and it looked like you were having fun. I didn’t want to be rude.”

“I would have more fun with you.”






“You got some nice moves, Raiden.”

“I do? Would you be disappointed if I tell you that I need a little break?”

“A break? You barely broke a sweat! Ha ha ha ha!”

“I know but the whole tiny heart and lungs thing.”

“Oh my gosh! Right! I am so sorry. I forgot about your condition.”

“It’s okay.”




When my dad decided to start grinding on my mom, that was my cue to go run in shame. Everyone was laughing and cheering my now obviously drunk dad. I was so mortified. I quickly grabbed Annaliese’s hand and lead in her inside away from everyone. Annaliese laughed the whole way, commenting how funny she thought my dad was. I wasn’t amused at first but her smile made me laugh about it too. It’s kinda hilarious now when I think about it.




I took Annaliese downstairs to my room. I wanted to show her a comic that I’ve been working on. But I was pretty sure she wasn’t too interesting in my comic at the moment. I could tell by the way she looked at me.

“You got a nice room. How many rooms does this house have?”

“10 bedrooms and 3 and half bathrooms.”

“So anyone got their own room?”

“Most of us. Two of the rooms are guest rooms and one is empty. My mom has plans for it.”

“So you got me all alone in your room.”


“Your parents won’t be freaked out about this?”




“I gotta tell you something and you’ll probably think I’m a weirdo and I’ll totally understand if you don’t wanna talk to me ever again.”

“Um, okay?”

“I think you’re really sexy and having you alone in my room is probably every guy’s wish at school but nothing is going to happen to us. I don’t mean that in a bad way but not all of my parts work.”

“I’m confused.”

“I’m genie as you know. We go through puberty differently. Even when I think you’re super hot, my part doesn’t exactly get stiff. It just doesn’t work, yet. Us genies aren’t sexually mature until after our 15th birthday. And mine isn’t until July. So I can’t have sex with you until then. If you’re not cool with that then it’s fine. I’m just letting ya know.”




“That’s okay, Raiden. I’m cool with it.”


“Well to be honest, I’m still a virgin too. I’m not exactly ready to hop into bed with someone anytime soon.”

“I feel really awkward now. I thought maybe you had, ya know. You’re so hot and sexy as fuck. I figure. I shouldn’t assume that. I’m a dick.”

“It’s okay. Most guys I’ve dated thought the same. Just cause I’m a pretty girl shouldn’t mean I already spread eagle. I’m only 15 and my parents would kill me if I was out having sex.”




“I still feel like a jerk.”

“Maybe you can make it up to me.”

“I can? How?”

“Hmm. A kiss? Is kissing okay?”

“Well yeah. Kissing feels nice but I bet yours would be wonderful.”

“Oh? Wanna find out?”

“Uh. Uh. Sure!”




I haven’t felt a spark like this since Noelle. And I wonder about Noelle, she’s been acting weird since I told her about Annaliese. I wonder why?

Show Yourself: Chapter 12 – Blackberry

What is my preference? What type of girl is truly my type? These were questions that I often ponder since slowly ascend into man hood. In the past month I’ve been involved with 4 different girls since I came into my irresistibility. Of course my dad was proud and thought I was some kind of ladies since I didn’t date them long. My experiences with these girls had been anything but good.

The first girl is cute and she was nice but we didn’t have much in common. I figure if we dated, then I might find something in common with her. But I was unaware that she was just using me to get back at her parents. They refused to let her attend school in Paris, so she dated me to show her parents that I would be the kind of boys she will date if she stays. However when she and her parents learned that I was a well-rounded student on the honor roll at Trinity Parks, they felt I would be good for her. She thought I attended Bella Vista and was a bad boy by the way I appeared. She did try to get me to dye my hair neon colors, get more piercings and a tattoo but I refused. Her parents met me and liked me. She dumped me shortly. I wasn’t edgy enough to piss off her parents. 

The second girl attended Bella Vista and she seemed nice at first. We started to date for a couple of weeks until she dropped the bomb on me. She wanted to have a baby because her best friend was pregnant. They made a ridiculous pack to be pregnant together. I refused and it wasn’t like I could get her pregnant. I had no interest in sex and she thought I was probably gay. Luckily for me, her family was moving to Rome. 




I met another girl who also attended Bella Vista shortly afterwards. She was extremely into me but we had nothing at common but she’s cute. Like a fool, I agreed to be her boyfriend. It made her happy and she bragged about bagging herself a rich boy among her friends. When we spent time together, it was her picking out things on her laptop that I should buy her. Needless to say, she wanted to use me for my family’s wealth.

My parents didn’t toss money at us like other wealthy families. We were taught if we wanted money, we needed to do the work. I wouldn’t give into her gift demands and claimed that I didn’t love her. She often threaten to kill herself if I didn’t show her that I loved her. I didn’t love her, I barely knew her. She made a suicide attempt when I tried to break up with her. But what she did wouldn’t kill her anyway, she swallowed a bottle of baby aspirin. She also tweeted about her suicide attempt. She needed some serious help and lucky for her, the parents took action.




And then there’s Alessandra Giordano, a girl who attends the same school as me. I thought maybe I would have better luck dating a girl who goes to the same school as me. Alessandra and I do have same things in common but she seems to act more like a friend until her ex-boyfriend Royce is around. Suddenly she’s all lovey dovey and at times it’s a bit too much. I’ve been dating Alessandra for almost a month and this has been the longest relationship so far. But to be honest, I do regret agreeing to be her boyfriend.




“My awesome boyfriend! I missed you so much! Did you miss me? You wanna kiss me now?!”

“I can’t breathe!”

“Oh so I take your breath away? Awww how sweet! I’m so glad to have a boyfriend who adores me!”

“No! I seriously can’t breathe! You’re hugging me too tight and I have a condition! Plus Royce isn’t around!”

“Oh. Sorry.”

With that said, she quickly let go of me.




When she’s not heavy with the PDA, she’s constantly talking about all the things her ex did that she didn’t like. It bored me to death and it was obvious that she was just using me to make her ex jealous. I don’t think Royce cared too much and was probably over her.

“And one time Royce didn’t offer any of his fries. It’s so rude! Like I was his girlfriend and he doesn’t offered me any fries. Who does that? You wouldn’t do that would you?”

“No. I’ll give you all of my fries and maybe you’ll stop talking.”

“Ha ha ha! You’re so funny. Royce was never funny. He never laughed at my jokes. I don’t think he likes fun or life at all. He’s all serious and boring!”

“Wanna know what’s boring?”


“This conversation.”

“O. M. G! You are too funny, Raven!”

“Ugh. It’s Raiden!”





As I was about to head to my locker, Alessandra quickly pulls me into a kiss without notice. She notice Royce was near by and needed to show him how happy she was. I don’t mind kissing her but I hate when we only kiss if she happens to see her ex. I figure by now she would actually notice that I’m a pretty good guy.

“Kiss me right now!”


“Now Raven!”




“What the fuck! For the last time, my name is Raiden! I’m suppose to be your boyfriend and you can’t get my name right!”

“I’m sorry Rav-Raiden! They sound alike and plus you’re like a raven. Dark and broody, it’s cute.”

“I’m nothing like a raven! And why can’t you be my actual girlfriend when Royce isn’t around?! Am I not good enough from you? What the hell do you want from me!”

“I want you to stop yelling at me and kiss me again. You kiss better than Royce.”

“I am so tired of hearing about Royce! How will I ever love and care about you if all you’re gonna do is talk about him?!”




“Oh my gosh! You love and care about me?!”

“That’s not what I said.”

“I knew it! I love you so much too, Raven!”

“But I didn’t say that exactly.”

“Yes you did! You said that you loved me and cared about me and I love and care about you too.”

“You may be cute but you’re not very smart.”

“You’re so funny! You should be a comedian!”

“Dio mio.”




That could had been my moment to dump Alessandra but I learned from my brother that dumping a girl before school started is a bad idea. He told me if I’m ever going to break up with a girl, I should do it once school was over for the day. She can go home and cry instead of causing a scene in the hallways. The rest of the school day would be uncomfortable. Alessandra left and I was alone with my thoughts.

Why do I continue to date girls like her? To be honest, I was 100% attracted to them. They were cute and I thought if I date them, I would eventually find them attractive. I started to wonder if I’m not attracted to white females. They have given me the most grief since I was a kid. 

“You’re just not into white chicks.”

“Hey Jada.”




“In my thoughts again?”

“I know everything that you’re thinking. And when are you gonna stop wasting your time with these crazy girls? You don’t have to date every girl who asks you out. You can say no, especially when she isn’t your type.”

“I thought they were cute at least. And I thought maybe I would like them eventually.”

“I know you, brother. You need to start picking darker berries. I see the way you look at Noelle, Annaliese and any other female of color. Some people date others who have a likeness of their parents. The mother who is raising you is black, very nurturing, who plays the piano, into art and can cook. Naturally you’re attracted to black females who plays the piano, nurturing, is an artist and can cook. That is your type, a female like your mother.” 

“It sounds kinda gross that I wanna be with someone like my mom.”



“Dad is with her cause she has a likeness of his mother. Dad wants to be taken care of and adored like our grandmother is with him. It’s very normal. Deep down inside, you know I’m right. You’re only dating these girls cause you think if you don’t that you’ll be a racist.”

“Wouldn’t I? If I go around saying I don’t date white girls, it would make me look racist.”

“Depends on how you say it. Everyone has a type. Some girls like nerdy boys, some guys like blondes and there’s some people who only date fairies. There’s nothing wrong with it. These girls who you dated were terrible for you, regardless of race. You have nothing in common with.”

“I know but maybe things will get better with Alessandra. I think she’s starting to be into me now. She acted like cause she thinks I love her.”





“Raiden, no. Obviously she’s still all about her ex, plus she isn’t too bright.”

“She’s a great artist and can play the piano well.”

“But are you attracted to her?”

“Not really but I still think she’s cute.”

“Cute. Puppies and kittens are cute, they are likable. You didn’t say she’s sexy or hot. I just proved my point.”

“I guess I can see that now.”



School was close to starting and I headed to my new locker to grab some things for study hall. But I decided to get a drink cause kissing Alessandra always left my mouth.

“Hi Raiden.”

I was in mid sip when I heard the voice of an angel called my name. I felt my heart starting to race and butterflies in my stomach. I was too nervous to look up. I lifted up my head with water drizzling down my bottom lip.





Annaliese smiled and giggled a little as I quickly wiped my mouth. I looked like a drooling baby and was completely embarrassed.

“So what’s up? Are you having a nice morning? It’s really nice out today. I hope we can paint outside today. But the last time we painted outside, a bird pooped on my painting. It was a nice one too so with I went with it but that was kinda gross. I did another painting cause Ms. Jaio would be grossed out. There’s nothing cute about bird poop bit it did blend in with my painting. Ha ha ha.”

“Uh right.”

“I’m sorry. I run off from the mouth and say stupid stuff whenever I talk to a cute girl. Sometimes it’s hard for my to shut up. Ha ha ha.”

“So you think I’m cute?”

“Yeah. Wait; no.”


“No! I mean puppies and kittens are cute and you don’t look like a puppy or a kitten.”

“Um; okay?”

“You’re hot! Totally, super hot. Heh. You probably think I’m an idiot.”



“Ha ha ha! Thanks but no. I think you’re cute well no, you don’t look like a puppy or a kitten either. You’re hot, ha ha ha!”

“Really? You really think so?”

“Yeah, I’ve been meaning to talk to you. I notice you haven’t been stalking me lately, ha ha ha.”

“Uh, uh. I wasn’t.”

I totally was.

“I’m kidding! I guess you are more of a lurker. But anyway, my dad wanted me to talk to you. He’s looking for a new wine vendor and since your dad is running a winery, maybe your dad can give my dad some samples? My mom loves your dad’s wine and they want someone new.”

“Sure, I could talk to my dad about it.”

“Cool, wanna walk me to my class?”




“So what’s your first class of the day?”

“Oh like you don’t know. I know you follow me.”

“You do? I thought I was incognito. I was just curious about you. Your dad is kinda famous having a cooking show and all. You seem normal and not like those other stuck up rich kids.”

“Oh are you gonna ask me for a free ticket to watch my dad’s show too?”

“I haven’t thought about it. My sisters Giana and Solar would be more interested in that. I’m not gonna use you or anything. I know the feeling all to well. People here are learning about my dad is the owner of the winery. I was dating a girl who only wanted me cause she knew my family is well off.”

“Right! Some of my friends are my friends cause of my dad’s money. But I made some real friends since attending this school. Less users here. Most who are attending here are pretty wealthy.”

“I would like to be your friend but I probably creep you out a little, don’t I? You’re so pretty and all.”

“Actually you don’t. I thought it was kinda cute. Maybe cause you’re attractive. It would be different if it was some old balding man.”

“Yeah. That wouldn’t be cool but could you blame them?”





“So this is my class. I better get changed and warm up. Thanks for walking me to my class.”

“You’re welcome. I’m willing to help you out whenever. Do you need any help changing into your dance tights? I mean you can already wear them nicely. They fit you perfectly but I don’t mind giving you a helping hand.”


“Oh shit! I can’t believe I just said that. Well actually I can. I say really stupid shit! I am so sorry!”

“I’m flattered but you really need to think before you speak.”




“I guess I ruined things, huh?”

“No. I think the awkward thing is cute.”

“Heh, heh. Really? I’m really trying not to be but I can’t help it. I didn’t get to be social much back in the states. No one wanted to be my friend.”

“That’s crazy! So you got a free period?”

“Yeah, why?”

“Maybe you could watch me warm up, you don’t have to be creepy now. I don’t mind. I like being watched.”

“You dance beautifully. I had to watch. Sorry for creeping on you.”

“It’s fine. We’re friends now.”





I did watch Annaliese warm up before her class started for a bit. I was eventually ran off by the teacher. I didn’t stray too far away and was viewing from through the glass door whenever the teacher wasn’t looking. Annaliese smiled when she saw me. I waved and smile before deciding to head to study hall to work on my paper. I was happy to finally have Annaliese’s attention. I’ve been crushing on her since school started.




It was stir-fry day at lunch and I love stir-fry. It wasn’t any mediocre stuff either like in most school cafeterias back in the states. Trinity Parks bring in different chefs to prepare school lunches. The parents expect their kids should be fed good quality food, especially when paying the high tuition. I had lunch with Vexille while Annaliese had lunch with her friends. I kept eyeing Annaliese but was trying to not be creepy about it. She looked up and smiled at me and I smiled back.

“Just go sit with her. I saw you with her this morning.”

“She with her friends and I might make a fool of myself in front of her friends.”

“You’ll do fine, Rai.”

“Thanks for the vote of confidence but maybe I will another time.”




During my literature class, I was surprised that Annaliese decided to sit with me. I tried to focus on my assignment but the sweet smell of Annaliese was a bit distracting.

“Hey some friends and I are gonna chill at the coffee house after school. Wanna join?”

“I was planning on hanging at the Fresno street park with my friend. I usually go there after school.”

“Oh. Okay. I was hoping you would but I guess you can’t leave your friend hanging.”

“You idiot! Say yes! This is your chance, Raiden. Take it or I swear I will slap you!”

Realizing Jada was right, I quickly changed my mind.

“On second thought, I think it will be fun. I always end up being the third wheel anyway.”

“Great! Meet me at my locker after class.”




Once school was over, I quickly made my way to Annaliese’s locker. I almost tripped a couple of times but I was too excited to hang out with her. We made our way to Verona Square where there’s a pizzeria one the first floor and a coffee shop on the second floor. We chatted for bit and she laughed at all of jokes about Mr. London. Although he’s a dwarf, he’s one mean-spirited prick.



“So where’s your friends?”

“I have a confession. I lied. It’s just us. I wanted to hang out with you and thought if I said friends would be here then it would be less pressure on you.”

“Oh good cause I was really nervous about being around your friends. I might say something dumb.”

“Ha ha ha! I wanna get to know you. I always admired your paintings and drawings. You’re pretty great at it already.”

“Thanks. I had lots of time to work on my skills. As a kid, I have no friends well I had one but still, I was alone a lot.”

“Why didn’t you have any friends? You’re funny and seem nice.”

“Kids felt that I was weird with my mix-match eye and medical condition.”

“What kind of condition? I hope you don’t mind me asking.”

“I have abnormal sized heart and lungs and my activities were severely limited. But as I get older, the better it gets.”

“You’re a genie, right? I thought genies were perfect.”

“Yeah but I was born really early. My biological mother was in a coma during her pregnancy and there was 8 of us. Only 5 of us lived.”

“Biological mother? You’re adopted?”



“Yeah kinda. My dad is my biological father but my mom isn’t. She adopted us when were 4. My biological mother was supposedly in a forever coma so when my mom married my dad, she could legally adopt us thanks to a new law. However my bio-mom woke up to be a total bitch.”

“So it also true about your family, like there’s 10 kids?”

“Just 10? Please. My dad  had over 50 kids.”

“Over 50 kids?! Wow! How the hell did he have so many? I guess your dad had a lot of girlfriends or something.”

“My dad started to have kids at 21 and he’s in his sixties.”

“I’ve seen your dad and he does not look like he’s in his sixties! My dad is starting to push 50 and he looks much other than your dad.”

“We are immortal. We’ll always look young.”

“That’s cool. You gonna answer your phone? It’s been buzzing non-stop.”

“Nah. It’s probably just one of my sisters being annoying.”

“I hear ya! My little sister can be such a brat.”




“Yeah, I have a little sister too. My bio-mom had a daughter and she’s nothing like her. Total sweetheart. I hope she stays that way.”

“They don’t. So your drawings are kinda interesting. It’s something that my brother would probably like. The man who turns into a monster during a full moon would make a great comic book.”

“You think so? That’s so cool cause one day I want to make comic books. But my brother said I would make more money if I did hentai.”

“Ha ha ha! Maybe. I could see you as a comic book artist and writer. I think it would be perfect for you.”

“I’m glad that you think so. You’ll make a great dancer and I don’t mean like a stripper or something but not like you wouldn’t make a great stripper cause you have the perfect body to be one. You have really great moves!”

“Um, thanks.”

“I really wish I worded that differently.”




“It was really nice talking with you but I gotta go. Someone gotta be home to let my sister in. Maybe we can hang out again. I want to get to know you better.”

“Really? Cool. Can I ask you something?”


“Do you have a boyfriend?”

“Nope. You?”

“Boyfriend, no unless you count my best friend Bastian. We are always together, ha ha ha!”

” Ha ha ha! Mind if I give you a good-bye hug?”

“Um, sure.”




I was nervous about hugging her cause her nice breast would be pressed against me and it’s something that I’ve been dreaming about. Plus I should be honest with her about my girlfriend Alessandra. However I couldn’t stop thinking about Annaliese’s breast. I knew I was about to say something that I shouldn’t.

“Um, I got a confession.”


“I kinda have a girlfriend but she’s annoying.”


“Yeah but I’m probably going to break up with her.”

“I hope it’s not because of me.”




“I don’t like her and I don’t feel the same way as I do when I look at her tits like how I look at yours. Yours are much nicer and rounder than Alessandra’s. I hope you don’t think that I’m weird but I always fantasize about hugging you. I just really needed to get that off of my chest.”

“Uhhhhh. Okay.”

“You can slap me. I really don’t know how to word things right.”

“No. I won’t slap you. I had a feeling you would be a quirky guy so I kinda half expect this from you.”





Annaliese wasn’t weird out like I expected her to be. After all of the inappropriate things I had said today, I figure she would had run away by now. I guess she really likes me and her hug was as amazing as I thought it would be.





After Annaliese left, there was one thing that I needed to do and it was a long time coming. I grabbed my phone and did something that I should had done weeks ago.






I got online to chat with Noelle to tell her about Annaliese. I was excited to tell her about Annaliese and how I finally broke up with Alessandra.






That was strange. I wonder what was that about?




Show Yourself: Chapter 11 – Irresistible

“Just five more minutes.” I mumbled to my blaring alarm clock. The most annoying song rang through my ears. “I’m gonna kill, Monty.” I growled as I shifted around in my bed. I knew he changed the song that plays when my alarm goes off. It was long before auto-snooze kicked on.

I sighed with relief, hoping to get another 5 minutes of sleep but I knew those 5 minutes would turn into an hour and a half.  I should get up but my bed is so warm and comfy.




A lot has changed in the last 6 years. I’m now a 14 year old finishing up my freshmen year in the great country of Italy. I’m so glad that summer is near. I really don’t like having to wake up at the ass crack of dawn every weekday. We live out in the country side of Canosa, I don’t have much choice since my school is far out.

You’re probably wondering how did I end up here. It’s a bit of a long story but I can gloss over a few bits, other details of how will shortly come to light as I continue to tell my story.  When I was 10, my dad came into owning a winery in Canosa but the details of how this came to be is a bit hazy. My parents were excited about the move from the states to Italy. My mom ran into a runt in her career in Riverview, she could go further in Italy. My dad enjoined making wine which most of us didn’t know he could. Dad was known for mixing drinks that pleased most, so I guess he would be good at wine making. He named the winery, Amore Di Genio; which roughly translate to “Love Genie”.

The move was also great for me, a fresh start, no one would know about my secret. I also received better care from doctors for my condition. When I knocked into a coma when I was 8, one of the Italian doctors was able to bring me out after a week. Luckily for me, she happen to be someone who studies genies. At first I didn’t want to move after the summer we visited our grandparents. My parents assure us that Clarissa is far away and no harm will come to us. I’ll later explain what happen to her.




Fear of facing Clarissa or her husband wasn’t the only thing that made me want to stay. Noelle, I would be leaving her behind, my first and only friend. One the day we left for Italy, Noelle cried like I never seen before. Her eyes were filled with hurt, she begged me to never leave her but it wasn’t my choice to make. My parents promise us they we could chat on the phone, write letters and send email. I attempted to hide in Noelle’s tree house, hoping my parents wouldn’t notice but of course after 10 minutes, I could hear my mom’s voice demanding me to come down.

4 years later, Noelle and I are still close. We chat online, text and Skype each other everyday, I hoping that I can convince my parents into letting Noelle visit here for the summer. She always wanted to see Italy. Man do I miss her.




With the clock showing 5:15 am, I finally got up to get ready for the day. It’s no fun getting up this early and I try to get up before my siblings do. I have one of the bathrooms for my self for the next 35 minutes until everyone else wakes up and fight over 2 available bathrooms. My parents weren’t about to let us mess up theirs.




With everyone being a genie with active powers, fighting over the shower isn’t a big deal. But for me, most of my powers are inactive and I require a shower. The only difference from 7 years til now is I can conjure some food, which is more than I could do when I was a kid. My body is getting stronger, my essence is building up. My grandmother suggested to my parents that it’s time for me to be trained.



Mom was up, cooking breakfast as usual. Even as teens, she still won’t send us off without a hot meal. However we got a little more freedom since we all got scooters. Sometimes we have to head into town for school projects early.

“Coffee again? I know you’re not running off. I’m making your favorite, chocolate chip pancakes.”

“Yeah? I would stay but I’m meeting up with Bast at the bakery.”

“You need some real breakfast. You’re getting skinny.”

“The bakery has some good stuff.”

“Yes dear but it’s nothing compare to your mama’s cooking. Stay Rai, Bast is welcome to have breakfast with us anytime. I know his mama can’t cook. I bet she can’t boil water. Mama said he basically lived at your Uncle Isaac’s house. His mama pawned him off every second she got. She had the nerve to have another baby. Good thing she married that man. He’s too good for her.”

“Ha ha ha. Okay mom, I know you’re not much of a fan of Petra. I’ll be home for dinner with Bast again.”

“I know. Who else is gonna feed him? Keep this in mind but when you’re off to college, you’re gonna wish how you stayed for mama’s breakfast.”

“Ha ha ha ha! Sure mom.”




With the sun coming up, I made my way to the bakery that lies on the boarder of Monte Vista and Canosa. There’s a debate rather the bakery lies in Monte Vista or Canosa. I believe it’s mostly on Monte Vista’s side but honestly it’s hard to tell.

Sometimes it’s fun to argue of which buildings are apart of Monte Vista or Canosa since the boarders are in strange places. This whole region use to Monte Vista many decades ago. It’s especially hilarious to watch our teachers hesitant on telling us which is which. 




My best friend Bastian Yager was late as usual. I always had to wait on him and he doesn’t live that far from the bakery. My stomach is never happy with him, it growls intensely with hunger for sweet pasties. I never thought I would have another best friend other than Noelle.

I first met Bash vaguely at my 7th birthday party. One of my older cousins use to baby sit him all the time and she brought him to the party. I remember saying hi and watching him play a game for a little bit. I didn’t see Bash again until I was 11 during a wedding. My sister Bora Bora married his uncle Mason and we been friends since then. It was pretty cool when his step-dad Landon got a teaching job at the academy where I’m attending. Now we can hang out all the time.

“Seriously dude; you live like less than 2 miles from here! How am I always getting here before you?”

“My mom kept bitching at me. I think she’s on the rag or something cause she’s extra bitchy than usual.”

“That’s why you head out before she wakes up.”

“Please. Lance gets all whiny if I leave early then my mom bitches at me for it. Someone gotta protect him from her rage. Guess it’s gonna be me.”

“You’re such a good bro. Taking the beating ha ha ha! I’m glad that my little brother lives in Riverview.”





Our stomachs were communicating to each and we decided it was time to order our usual pie. Cherry pie but we call it breakfast pie. By the end of the year, Bash would gain 20 pounds. Luckily he has my body image obsessed dad around to whip him back into shape.




“Hey, I have an issue. And I need your help.”

“You always do. Nothing new.”

“Don’t be a smart ass, Rai. But seriously dude, I think I fucked up. I was texting Giana.”

“Why are you texting my sister?!”

“Lemme get to that. I was texting Giana but one of those texts accidentally was sent to Vexille. She thinks that I’m cheating on her with your sister.”

“What exactly did you say?”

“Um something like, “You have a nice smile and any guy is lucky to have you. You’re sexy as fuck with a hot ass.”.”




“Why the fuck did you say that to her? I don’t blame Vexille for thinking something might be going on between you and Gia. You still didn’t explain why were you texting her anyway.”

“I was trying to make her feel better. She was crushing on some dude and he wanna hook up with some other guy. Gia texted me, she was sad.”

“Ha! Dude, she’s playing you. She recently came into her irresistibly and she’s testing her power. She’s not all broken up over that loser. He’ll be falling over once he sees her again.”

“Well it fuckin’ works! Now Vex got me in the dog house.”

“It’s your own damn fault, Sebastian. Ha ha ha!”

“Hey! Don’t call me that! You know I hate that.”

“Don’t text my sister.”

“But she texted me first, asshole! But when you see Vexille, tell her that I’m not cheating her! I was trying to be nice.” 

“Okay but you coulda worded your text better than that. You can also; ya know not check out my sister’s ass too!”

“I’m a guy. I like what I see.”

“I will kill you.”




After breakfast we headed to Bastian’s school first since his start an hour before mine. Bastian attends a normal upper secondary school called Bella Vista, while I attended Trinity Parks, School of Fine Arts along with Giana and Antonio.

Trinity Parks is a school for gifted kids who either excel in art, music, dance or all three. Unlike other Italian schools, Trinity Parks has an American school system with the span of 4 years. Giana and I were accepted into the art program and Antonio was accepted into the dance and music program. The school encourages all students to sign up in all 3 areas but I only signed up in art and music, Antonio just does dance and music and Giana signed up for all 3 cause she’s an overachiever.

The school’s main focus is on the arts but we do have a period were we do regular subjects such as math, science, history, literature, world languages or such. We are require to pick 2 core subjects, I choose literature and Italian language. However they offered a new subject, Occult Studies which is an elective class. I was excited when I found out they offered such a class now. Since I have literature on Mondays and Wednesdays and Italian on Tuesdays and Thursdays, I could take the Occult Studies class on Fridays instead of having a free period. According to Noelle, they offer Occult Studies all over America as of 3 years ago. 




My first class was soon to began but I struggle to open my locker as usual. I asked for a new locker but was denied. It makes me furious when the damn thing doesn’t open. Sometimes I’m almost late to class because of it.

“Locker trouble again?”

My ears twitched to the sound of the familiar voice of Vexille Knight, Bastian’s girlfriend. She’s one of the American students attending school via a gifted program. She’s an art prodigy and way too smart to be with Bastian. She often makes him look dumb and it’s pretty hilarious.

“Like always. This piece of shit. I dunno why they won’t give me a new locker.”

“Have you asked nicely?”

“Yeah. I guess. I dunno. FUCK!”

I pounded my fist into the locker door with frustration after another fail attempt to open it.




“Calm down, Raiden. You don’t want Mr. London to come out to rag on ya. You just know he’s looking for someone to bitch at for the day.”

“Bring it. I can take him. He’s a little troll anyway.”

“Ha ha ha! Be nice! It’s fair to talk about his shortcomings.”

“I’m not afraid of the half pint. But if I was a midget, I’ll probably be pissed off at the world too.”

“Oh stop it, Raiden! Ha ha ha! You’re so mean.”

“Oh screw this POS! I’ll just borrow some paint from my uncle. He always have extra paint.”




“Have you talked to Bash yet?”

“Yeah, he wants me to tell you that he’s not cheating on you with my sister.”

“Oh I know that. I just like to make him squeal. Don’t tell him that. I’m friends with Giana and I know there’s nothing going on between them.”

“Doesn’t what he said to her bothered you?”

“Well yeah. I guess I should be a bit mad at that too.”

“You should. He should be only be checking out your ass. I mean it’s nice and all.”




“Oh? You think I have a nice butt?”

“Well yeah I guess.”

“You guess?!”

“Uhh. It’s really nice! I like it. I like looking at it!”


Vexille blushed a little and twirl her finger in her hair. I couldn’t believe what I just said but she seemed to like. The more she looked flirtatious at me, the more word-vomit spewed from my mouth.

“Your jeans are well fitted. It shows the nice shape of it. Rounded. Curvy. Your jeans aren’t trying to grab onto imagination like some of the other girls in school. Like there’s so much air in the back of their jeans. With you, your jeans has something. Happy jeans!”




“Ha ha ha! I guess these are happy jeans. My mom sent me these in my care package. I guess my mom has good taste if you think I look good in them.”

“Yeah but can’t say the same about your shirt. It’s a nice shirt but it makes your boobies look lumpy like you stuffed your bra with tissue. But that’s okay if you do cause I know boobs can get all sweaty and gross and having tissue in your bra will help with that. Maybe if you wore a tighter shirt then it make your boobs look nicer but maybe not too tight or we can see the outline of your nipples not like I wouldn’t mind. Nipples are nice.”


“I don’t appreciate your shirt.”




“You think my boobs look lumpy?! You think that I stuffed my bra?! I don’t stuff my bra and I think it’s a nice shirt! My grandma got me this for my birthday! How dare you!”

“Uh. Uh. Uh! I mean, it is a nice shirt! You look nice!”

“That’s not what you just said!”

“I dunno what I meant but I like your boobs! You have nice, not lumpy boobs! Boobs. Sexy!”





“I gotta go!”


With much embarrassment, I attempted to scurry off without paying attention of what I was doing. I ended up bumping into Vexille, knocking her down flat on her ass. I felt like more of a dick now, knocking her down as hard as I did. I could be so stupid when it came to girls, especially in high school. I didn’t know how to talk to girls and I probably got that from my dad. All I could produce was word-vomit when speaking to girls at school.




“I am so sorry Vexille. I didn’t mean to knock you down. Are you hurt? Need some help?”

I extended my arm, half expecting Vexille to slap my arm away but she smiled and reached. I gently lift her up from the ground, continuously apologizing to her.

 “I’m fine Raiden. I have enough booty to land on.”

“Ha ha, right!”

I chuckle nervously as Vexille brushes the dust from her jeans. Turning her back towards me, she continue to brush the dust off, sliding her hands on her ass up and down at a slow pace.



“Am I all clear?”

I quickly turned around, still embarrassed of the ordeal. I didn’t think it was right checking out my best friend’s girlfriend. She seem to like it somewhat but it didn’t feel right.

“Uh yeah.”

“You weren’t looking. You can’t let me walk into class with a dusty booty.”

I turned around to find her back facing me, with her head over her shoulder, she caught a glimpse of me. She smiled and wiggled her hips.

“If you see any dust on me, you can brush it off.”

I was confused of what was going on now. Does she want me to touch her butt? Is she testing me? Is she gonna tell Bastian if I do? She wiggled her hips once, inviting me to wipe off any remaining dust which she had none. Vexille never acted like this towards me. For a moment I felt like I was still dreaming.

“You’re all clear. The booty is fine.”

“Hell yeah it is! Have I ever told ya how cute you look when you’re all embarrassed?”

“Umm no. You think so?”





The 15 minute warning bell rang, reminding us that school will be starting in 15 minutes. This was my out and I quickly told Vexille that I needed to find my uncle Angelo so I could borrow his acrylic paints since my locker refused to open. Luckily Angelo was at his locker near by and I was able to use his set for my morning classes.

As I roamed the halls to my first class of the day, I couldn’t help but notice all the girls were staring at me. This made me nervous, I wondered why were they looking at me. But these stares were different, they didn’t look disgusted or offended, they looked a bit dreamy eyed as they gazed at me. Shy smiles, flirtatious giggles and a few very friendly hellos came my way.

I was basically invisible to most of the females in school and now I was the star of their center. I felt uneasy and blushed at every sudden female greeting. I finally get to class and Vexille had set up next to the easel that I usually used. Vexille usually painted next to Giana and I found it odd that she wanted to be me. I nervously told her “what’s up” before I notice most of the females set up near me. This was totally strange. 




In my music class, things were a bit more milder than in my painting class. Today most of us played on the keyboard. The lesson was to play an old Italian nursery rhyme, something I never heard before and I was sure I was butchering it. I was a bit nervous playing it, fearing that a certain girl in class would take notice how badly I sucked at it. I always thought she was pretty but never had the courage to ever speak to her. 




Her name is Annaliese Ferrari, her father owns the bistro in Monte Vista and she’s one of the richest girls in school. I usually creep on her, watching her work on her paintings, chat with her friends, dance in the studio and hoping that she hasn’t notice.

I don’t think she would be interest in a guy like me, I’m awkward and can’t talk to females. The last I heard was she was dating a football player at Bella Vista. I had to pick up another spread sheet when I notice Annaliese was looking at me. She gave me a shy smile and a wink. Yep. Today is very strange. I must be dreaming, no way Annaliese would ever notice me!




During lunch time, I had lunch with my litter mates. Usually I ate with my friend Claudio and my uncle Angelo but ate in class as they worked more on their class project which was due later in the day. I wasn’t expecting to see Vexille since she usually has a different lunch period than me.

“Can I sit with you all?”






We had our usual chats of whatever is going on. Lunch started to get uncomfortable once Vexille began to play footsie with me. I wasn’t sure what to say so I gave her an odd look on my face. She just giggled and smiled as she stroke her foot against my leg. I quickly jerked my leg away, making the most awkward look on my face. Vexille giggled some more and mouthed the words. “You’re so cute.” What the fuck is going on?




In study hall, I attempted to work on a paper for my literature class. I struggle to get words on my blank notebook page. I couldn’t help be think about all of the weirdness that going on with the girls at and especially with Vexille. She’s suppose to be my best friend’s girlfriend and she’s all flirty with me suddenly. It felt wrong to like the attention from Vexille and I felt like I should talk to her. But I was sure that I would say something stupid or offensive.




“That’s an interesting way to write your paper.”

“Do you have to be in here?”

“Yeah. I have a history paper to write. If one of the teachers catches you napping, you’re gonna be in big trouble.”

“So? You gonna spank me?”

“Maybe but I think you would like it too much. Or maybe I would.”







I chickened out on trying to talk to her about her behavior but suggesting that she should spank me wasn’t helping either. She could see that I was serious about my assignment and let be me. We both worked quietly until the last bell of the day rang.




After school I usually hang out with my friends at the Fresno street park for a while. Vexille tagged along today, she usually have to go to one of her after school clubs but today she was free. I was still bit nervous after how she’s been acting towards me today. Bastian was late and I would hate for him to walk in on Vexille flirting with me.

“Hey Vex. We gotta talk. What’s your deal?”

“What do you mean?”

“You been acting strange all day, flirting with me. I thought you and Bast were all about each other.”

“Honestly I don’t know. When I saw you today, something was different about you. Something that I never notice.  I’m trying to be all weird but I really can’t help myself. You’re so beautiful. Like I must have you but I love Bast. But you are; I am so confused.”

“You and me both! But you know that we could never date. Bast is my boy and I can’t be doing anything with you.”

“Right. But you are so nice to look at now. Oh I really wish I didn’t say that. I hope things won’t get weird now.”




“Why am I’m so attractive to you suddenly? Was it something that I said?”

“I don’t know. I’m thinking it’s because of what you are. You’re a love genie, right? Don’t love genies make girls or guys go all crazy?”


“Please make your genie thing stop. I wanna be friends and not try to get into your pants. Bast wouldn’t like it.”

“I’m not doing anything. I don’t think I’m at the age where I make girls go crazy.”

“Well I know you’re gonna make Annaliese go all crazy too. I heard her talking about you. It was good things.”

“Like what?”

“She thinks you’re hot. Maybe you should talk to her and make her go loco instead of me. Ha ha ha!”

“I can’t talk to her. I’ll just say something stupid.”




Bastian finally shown up, Vexille quickly leaped from the swing and into Bastian’s arms. She was extra lovey-dovey towards him which he thought it was strange for a moment, but then he thought maybe it was her way of making up. After all she had him believe that she was mad about the text he sent to my sister. As usual I was feeling like the third wheel and told them that I was heading. I let them know they were invited for dinner and course Bast was on board. Vexille would come over and she had a curfew. It’s probably best if she didn’t join us.




After dinner I headed to my room to chat with Noelle. I needed to tell her about my crazy day I had. I’m sure she would get a giggle out out it.

“Tell her to show you her tits.”

“Dad! Do you know who am I talking to? I could be chatting with one of my grandmas.”

“Ha ha! Just checking on you. How was your day?”

“It was strange.”

“Wanna talk about it, son?”

“I guess. You won’t leave me alone until I do.”

“I worry about you, kid.”



“What’s going on?”

“Well all of the girls at school was acting all weird. Vexille kept being all flirty with me and other girls were like that too. Yesterday I was invisible to them all. I dunno what changed.”

“You changed.”

“I did? I don’t understand.”

“Son, this is a proud moment. You came into your irresistibility. You’re starting Navox puberty. It won’t be long before you get your first boner and then we gotta talk about the birds and bees but not sure what they have anything to do with love making.”

“Oh please. We cannot have that talk.”

“But we gotta. My dad didn’t have the talk with me and I have 50 plus kids.”

“I’m sure somewhere you heard about condoms, dad.” 




“I always thought condoms were for nerds but those things can come in handy. I don’t need them any way. We got the fruit.”

“Fruit stops you from making babies? C’mon dad, even I know that doesn’t sound legit.”

“No, no Rai. It’s a special Navox fruit, it makes my baby gravy from being active. Your mom makes me eat it but sometimes I forget. Don’t tell her that. She’ll kill me.”

“You should probably keep eating it cause mom will find out when she’s pregnant and all. Mom doesn’t want another baby or 2.”

“Your mom is so hot when she got a baby in her. I get so hard when I think about seeing her all pregnant.”

“Dad! TMI!”

“There’s nothing hotter than a lady carrying your baby. Your mom is about to get some good dick tonight.”




I wish my dad had a filter when it comes to things like that but that’s where I probably got it from. Dad just says whatever without thinking. After we chatted, I returned to the computer to chat with Noelle to tell her about my day. After talking with my dad, now I know why. I wonder if I could control it.







Why did I have to say that?