chapter 1

“Okay, well, if I let you do this, I don’t want any complaining that the other person didn’t help at all,” silent pause from teacher, “ Alright fine, you can pick your partners.” He announced. “ Yes!” I exclaimed. I quickly rolled my chair over to my friend, Dante, to make sure I was with him for the project. “Well, you heard what he said, dude, scram buddy. Two people project.” I said to my brother, looking him over. My younger brother, Alex, was in my Social Studies class and would usually hang with Dante and myself. However, when it came down to it, I was going to be with Dante for the two person project because Alex wasn’t even great friends with him. He was a grade younger then me, but was allowed, due to his grades, to be in this class. “Sorry Alex.” Dante said shrugging. Alex turned to me and rolled his eyes. “Seriously dude, whatever fine. Every project bro. You’re like a 3-year old.” “Whatever Alex. Get out of here.” I muttered as he grabbed his stuff and walked around the class for a partner. It didn’t take long for Alex to meander over to the popular girls table and for them to all shower him with wants and pleads of desperations to be his partner. Oh yeah. One small detail I forgot to add. Alex is like totally a ladies man and can get any girl he wants. Even though he’s my younger brother, he is bigger, stronger and better-looking than me and the girls all notice. All they ever ask of me is for Alex’s number. It was about after the sixteenth girl texted me with sweaty palms for his digits that I gave her the number for Giant Eagle. Damn, her face must’ve been priceless. Any who, there I was, sitting with Dante, getting my ideal group partner, yet something felt wrong. I knew in my deepest part of me, I truly wanted the guts to be able to have the ladies swoon over me and them want to talk to me. But, I knew that would never happen. Alex got all the attention and I couldn’t help but feel jealous as he made lemonade of his terrible partner scenario and flipped it around to make himself with the popular girls. Part of the reason I probably lack such social cues with girls is because I’m different than Alex. He’s into sports and girls and being able to go to parties. Me, well, I’m more into things like feederism and fat fetishes that I don’t tell anybody about. “Okay, when I call your name, please tell me your group partner.” The teacher pronounced while holding a clipboard. He slowly went around the room, taking names and then he said, “And Alex?” “Oh, I’m with Tiffany.” Alex stated as Tiffany started to nervously giggle. “Oh boy. Let’s see if they get anything done.” My teacher commented, which made the whole class laugh. But Alex was able to laugh along with him, which just made me even more jealous. Now, if you haven’t guessed by now, Tiffany is the hottest girl in our grade. She has amazing brown hair, a really cute face, bigger than average tits and an extremely thick ass. “Tiffany is his partner again dude, BIG WHIPPED!” Dante exclaimed, laughing. “Yeah... I guess.” I said, trailing off with my thoughts. Suddenly, the end of class bell sounded and I began to gather my things. I looked over to see Alex and Tiffany laughing and pointing at me. I definitely knew what Alex was talking about. My probable assumptions were confirmed when I was walking out of Social Studies and Tiffany said to me, “Hey Melvin. Do you think you can ever hypnotize me into being attracted to you?” As soon as Tiffany exclaimed this, the whole class erupted into laughter which trailed out into the hall. Double worse. “Hey look, it’s Hypno-Melv! Bro, he’s gonna hypnotize you!” Some jackass said walking by, creating another tidal wave of laughter to shower over the sound of the hallway. I just wanted to sink into the floor at that point and never come out. They all were obviously making jokes about my choice to go to hypnotizing camp last summer, which I thought would be able to help make peoples lives better. But, in that moment, with all the laughter and harsh comments and mean faces, something inside me broke. Something inside me was now just an angry ball seeking revenge. In any way. My first plan of what to do all stemmed from Tiffany’s words to Alex I overheard: “ So, can I come over tommorow to work on the project?”
{The introduction is crucial to this story, and even though it’s slow, the good parts are coming up!}