The Melody of a Corrupt World

Allen was a normal high school student with a crush on the hottest girl in school like everyone else. He had his two close friends Brett and Brent. During homeroom he had his dreams killed within five seconds. He then lugged along to his next three classes with crushed dreams. After that he wandered to the lunch room with his two friends and started to enjoy lunch. While enjoying his lunch it was interrupted by an explosion. Everyone ran to the sight of the seen. Within the rubble stood a man with black hair, glowing green eyes and a pair of black bat like wings. He noticed Allen standing amongst the crowd and shouted to him, seeming to know him, but without warning Allen answers back to the person. He soon felt sharp pains in his back as he collapsed. From here on out the lives of Allen and his friends changed forever as Allen's past was brought to the surface.

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1. Introduction

‘’Ah, shit! School dammit, kill me now before the boredom does!” After a beautiful summer spent in solitude, Allen comes to realize its over and time for books yet again. He loved and prayed for summer like most high school kids, as you can tell he does not like school very much. But this year would be no average year for our dear friend Allen, for this was the year for him. He told himself many times that this was the year to finally be a man and confess. He was going to tell the infamous Krystal how he felt. She was the girl to have, beautiful, smart and none the less had the biggest boobs of school which added points to her hotness. As you can see our wonderful, Allen is like many boys in high school, for now.

As the first day of school rolled around Allen also, rolled out of his bed and smack on to his hard wood floor face first. With a loud crash, he had flailing arms and legs to go along with this crash that rocked the house. This brought in the rest of his family rushing in think a bomb went off in Allen’s room. First who rushed in with a fire extinguisher in hand preparing to put out a fire if one happened to be there was the mother of the house, Martha. She had her untamable bed head with, flying tiny curls almost as if preparing for lift off. She had not the slimmest body but she was not fat and her boobs went with her body nothing much to brag about. Her choice of clothes weren’t so great, a loosely put on sky blue, silk rob and a pair of boot like slippers with snowflakes. Next of the family line up came his father, Charlie, with a short brown haired buzz cut, tall enough to almost hit the door frame but miss by a centimeter each time. He had a slim body with many muscles to speak of, that he showed off in a tight t-shirt and classic plaid, boxer shorts. Next of this family, came the little brother, Nathan, with his head of blond monstrous curls that got worse by the day, was a star amongst the eighth grade girls. He was the perfect boyfriend, athletic, smart and very sociable, also very kind to keep his perfect image. Behind closed doors he is an arrogant little bastard who studies a whole lot to keep that perfect image. He was average sized, somewhat notable muscles and very perverted but he kept this well hidden in school. He was dressed in a pair of stripped baggy pajama bottoms and a light gray tank top as he stood next to Charlie in tears of laughter at Allen. Lest to join the family reunion of the morning was the youngest, Suzie, she had poker straight, chestnut, hair. She was very short with hair that reached her butt. She was dressed in a ballerina night gown, with frill on the end of the sleeves. She rushed in clutching a deep brown teddy bear that was half her size as she inspected the scene everyone gathered to see.

As Allen got up to see his whole family gathered around to see main event that was him. As he stood up he stood to be average height, with blond poker straight hair. As his baggy, plaid pajama pants unraveled as he stood with a wrinkled oversized t-shirt, that read sleep in process get the fuck out! He walked over and shut his door to lock out the company of his family, then walked back over to his bed attempting to sleep yet again but the damned thing called an alarm clock called his attention. With its nonstop beeping he realized sleep was not an option anymore. He walked back over to his door to find his family still standing staring at him. ‘’Is there something in here that interests you, if not if you wouldn’t mind moving I need to get ready to go back to hell.’’ Allen said with a very sarcastic tone as shoved through the mass of family where Nathan chimed in ‘’Have fun in hell I still have my wonderful summer to enjoy! Don’t forget your stuff and don’t miss the bus like you usually do, loser!’’ With this not wanting to do anything at this hour in the mourning snapped back ‘’Shut the fuck up I don’t want to deal with any flies at this hour!’’ with this Nathan shut up and sprinted for his room down the hall to avoid the wrath of pissed off in the morning Allen. He done this before, bad decision let’s just say it didn’t end well for Nathan in the least. As Nathan ran so did the rest of the family to avoid the wrath of Allen.

Allen slowly got dressed in his freshman uniform; it was a white button up t-shirt with black jean like pants. It also had a black jacket that nobody wore till November. With his bag and items in hand he walked out the door to the bus stop to discover the big yellow bus zoom by. It never stopped just kept going full speed, the bus driver hatted Allen for reasons he never knew or understood. As usual Allen walked back realizing he shouldn’t even try anymore, he was clearly never going to catch it, and despite he tried once in a while. When opened the front door to notify his failure of catching the fleeting the bus, the house was steaming and smelled of beacon, eggs and pancakes. Allen sat at the kitchen table put his head down on the cold black granite, and sigh.

He was given a plate of food with 4 pieces of beacon, cooked to perfection, 2 over easy eggs that broke perfectly and a stack 4 pancakes, a perfect golden brown, with a drop of butter and a flowing waterfall of syrup. A dream breakfast that he dreamed of but never came true instead; he was given a five year old child with a smelly ass as breakfast.  He wept at the table for his fate, took the child to the bathroom and left in a silver minivan of to high school.

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