Okay more fanfic bc I want to and bc my favorite boi makes an appearance and I will not stop until I get to HIM.
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A guide to not fit in
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Tw: slight mentions of child abuse
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The car drive there was insanely boring, I wasn't allowed to get my phone till I was done with all my chores - which I couldn't do, so I just didn't get it- and even though he knew it was a long, LONG car ride, 2 hours actually, he still wouldn't let me have it to keep me from losing my damned mind. So all I had to do for the long, boring 2 hours was idoly pick and prod the bandages on my face, and sit there looking out the window, not even a book, I mean at least he put on music but it was his boomer music so... Also bad. But finally after a gazillion hours, I almost miss it with how zoned out I am but out of the corner of my eye I see something that looks like a light at the end of the tunnel, a town sign the read in big words "WELCOME TO MULTISENYLE!" The town name, and I was just as bad as the first time I read it. I mean really how hard is it to name a town, like it's so uncreative, and just weird, like Multisenyle??? Come on dude, it really can't be all that hard.
As I Finnish up my condescending thoughts on the towns name we FINALLY get to our destination, a moderately sized, nice looking, two story house with a moving truck right in front of it. I take a quick glance over at the neighbors and almost immediately regret it, next to our house is a big, mansion like three story house. Wow talk about rich trash, bet in a broken down town like this, the rich garbage will be 'kind as can be'. And like really I get it you're rich, you really don't have to try that hard, to tell everyone else that, if I was whoever lives there I would have chosen a GOOD town and not washed up gangs and trash.
My internal monologuing getting out of hand I stop and continue into the house, lucky for me father paid to have everything moved in by others. Of course I'm not all too thankful especially after that drive, I mean I really have to get up and move, like now, and I mean really move not just around the house. " Hey dad" I say with hints of hesitation "Can I got out and... Meet everyone in the neighborhood? It's always good to make a first impression." I reason. He sighs, I mildly slump at this knowing the answer almost robotically by now, "Just be back before dark." He sighs with a fake smile... wait what? Did he just say yes??? I try to hide my visible surprise but fail, luckily for me father was turned away "o-ok, I'll make sure to be back sir." I say with hints of excitement, as I do so he motions me off with his hand, and I try my best to not run out the door, and slam it behind me.
'Well' I think to myself, finally getting the fresh air 'time to meet the neighbors.' I silently sigh to myself the rich family being our only neighbors that seem to want to be bothered, I jog over with a false sense of urgency, stop at the door, take a deep breath, put on my best convincing smile, and knock... I hear slite shuffling... It sounds like it's getting closer... And to my honest surprise, someone actually answers. "Hello sir, my name is cross," I say, looking up to even look him in the eyes "and I just moved in next door and my father wanted me to make a good first impression on the neighbors!" A little white lie but it won't hurt anyone. "Ahh yes." He states calmly, and with undertones of surprise"I remember hearing something about someone moving in, I did not think it would be so close." Saying the last part quieter, to and himself before taking a brief pause to look over. 'my God, is this man 6.11 or something' I silently think to myself while trying my damned best to look him in the eyes. "Well," he starts "It good that someone taught you to respect your elders, I couldn't say the same for my 'son'" he says son with a far darker tone, I mildly shudder " well hello to you too son, you may simply call me Mr.Geer, it's a pleasure to meet you, I would get my son down here, I think he's about your age, but he is out right now, but if you go around town you might find him, His name is Epic..." After that we continued to talk for a few more minutes, he seems quite pleasant, and I found out he was a world class boxer and his wife Moopey was a famous scientist and lawyer, talk about set, I mean God I which I was their kid I would have everything that I would have ever wanted. But after the surprisingly pleasant conversation I decided to get on my way, and go into town.
The way to town was again surprisingly pleasant and really helped me get up and get moving, the town was not as pleasant but luckily uneventful, I remembered that I had money in my jacket if I wanted to buy anything, I only bought some chocolate though and when I saw how low the sun was on the horizon I decided that I had overstayed my welcome and almost panicky sprint home, well not really sprint or run but speed walking through the crowd of people, I remember asking about before being late and decide if I want to make it home in time and NOT get smacked then I should take the alley way, and with the thought of violence placed on the table I do what I believe is the smartest choice, and go through the dark, dingy, unlit alley way, and while definitely not my brightest idea I was trying not to get hit so, yeah. And the unsafe but faster way bights me in the ass way quicker than I expected, as at first I feel a slight pull on my hood, then suddenly the ground gets pulled out beneath me, and I hear a mildly sadistic sounding laugh come from above me, then I hear the sound of shoes dropping on metal, and finally a person in right in front of me, holding a knife... Well I have to admit universe, I did not see that one coming.
After my second of initial surprise I analyze the boy in front of me, he has deep purple hair covered with a light purple hoodie and deeper near black purple visor, you could see that he was wearing a white turtle neck underneath the hoodie, and on top of it all was a sleeveless puffer jacket the same color as the visor, he was wearing simple black long pants with white stripes, tucked into brown boots, and thought I couldn't see it all too clearly he had black gloves on, along with what looked to be a scar along his face and coming down from one eye, not that EYE could see them. Once I was finished with my once over I put on a surprisingly good poker face and glared at him with enough force to shatter steel. Seeing this he just laughs again, this time a, much sweeter, almost calming laugh, I mentally smack myself at that thought." Wow" he begins in a cute(?) Mildly raspy voice, I curse myself "Just wow, I didn't realize someone as pretty as you would be such an easy catch," I blush at the comment "well guess that would make you the ignorant, stupid type," he sighs, I glare daggers through him "well you know what they say it's always the good looking one's that end up stupid." I get annoyed at his comment and snap back in a violent tone "Who are you and what do you want, asshole." He laughs again at the snarky tone and happily responds "The names Epic, Epic Geer or 012, call me whatever. And you'll be seeing me around so don't cry when you see people not even half as good looking as me, I know, Everyone round here is a site to behold, I'm lucky I found someone as good looking, and handsome as you to keep me company." He says the last part with a flirtatious tone, I'm a little too shocked to respond. "Well I'm sorry to do this but, it's time to CUT out time short" he sighs "oh I'm gonna miss your pretty face." He takes another second to get a really good look at me, and much to my delight cuts me down, unfortunately while I was preoccupied with his constant flirting, and getting down the boy 'Epic' nabbed my bandana, and by the time I had noticed he was already gone, I sigh one last time and look up to see how much time that costed me, not much but I really did just sprint home this time.
By the time I got near my house I was a panting, sweating mess, but the sun was not down yet, which went no smacks for me today. I slow down my pace from jogging to speed walking and as I take a look to my left I remember something, something that Mr.Geer had said he said he had a son named Epic, that was about my age, I think back to the boy and remember that he said his name was Epic Geer, that can't be just a quintessence, and for a second I stop, right in front of the Geer household, I stare and I think...
What should I do?
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Well that was the story I'm writing this at 10, yay me cross now has a decision to make, and for this fic he will make the 'best' choices that will lead to the real ending, and the one you want the 'best' ending per say. There will be other 'choices' like this thought the fic, one I'll probably make spin off fics with the alternative choice's they wouldn't be long one chapter at most, but I have a lot planned so stay tuned, and have a good day/night.
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