Surviving the Harem Life! Chapter 5
Hi guys, sorry for the delay. I'm sorry that I did not get this up on Halloween. I had to go on vacation last weekend. My XY adventures are still a work in progress, as for my western story. Also, I am proud to announce that I will be making a story for GTA V based on the adventures my crew and I go on. As for now, enjoy this chapter!
Also, just to be safe- *I do not own pokemon, nor do I intend copyright of any kind. If you Nintendo fucksticks read this, REPLACE THE FUCKING ANIME WITH POKEMON ORIGINS! ASH SUCKS ASS! WE WANT RED!*
"Fuck!" I yelled, busting into my dorm. "Where the hell is Jesslyn and Sam?!" I shouted at Morgan.
"How the hell should I know? And quit screaming, for god's sake." She yelled back. I slammed the door shut and stormed off. Man was I pissed. First, they fucking rape me, and then they make porn of it. I'm so going to fucking kill the lot of them. I stomped on until I saw Sam sitting at a bench. I quickly walked over to her and noticed she was counting money. She didn't notice me, so she jumped out of her skin when I yelled "Hey!" as I reached her. "What the fucks the big idea here?" I asked her, fuming.
"What are you talking about?" She asked with fake innocence as she fluttered her eyelashes.
"You know exactly what I mean! And where'd you get all that money?" I asked.
"Well, you see, our film was supposed to be for extra credit for Miss Stone, but we also took the opportunity to rake in some cash." She explained.
"You, hahaha, you sold it. Hahahaha! You fucking sold it!" I said, laughing in disbelief. "To who?" I asked. I had to dispose of that tape.
"Them." She said pointing over to a small stand far of to the right. Jesslyn stood behind the counter, handing out disks. A semi-large line was form in front of the stand.
"I'm not through with you." I said to Sam as I turned to walk towards Jess and the stand. She was smiling and handing out disks as she grabbed money from people. As I approached, I saw her face drop immediately. She scooted over behind the stand to get farther from me. She looked at the line and quickly placed out a Closed sign, in which the crowd dispersed. She turned to me then. I stepped foreword, and she stepped back, laughing sheepishly.
"Ah, hi, Zac. Pretty crazy last night, huh? Ahaha. Ummm... So, I guess you're a little mad, huh?" She said, backing up. Suddenly, she hit a wall. "Listen, I-I-I-I-I-"
"How many?" I said shortly.
"What?" She said.
"You heard me." I said getting in her face. "How... Many...?"
"Um, well, probably, maybe, ummm_"
"HOW MANY?" I yelled in her face.
"everyone." She said very faintly.
"What?"
"E-Everyone." She said louder. I looked at her and started to laugh. "What's so funny?' She asked. "Aren't you mad?"
"Of course I'm mad. I'm fucking enraged! I'm just laughing at how dead you are when I get my hands on you." I responded.
"Oh, well, look at the time! Gotta run!" She said, trying to slide away. I grabbed her by the back of her collar and pulled her in.
"Oh, no you don't!" I said. I jerked her head around to face me and looked her in the eyes. I raised my hand and she recoiled, her eyes filled with fear. I looked into them for a moment, hesitating, and then dropped my hand down. I released her collar and sighed. "What the fuck am I doing? I can't be threatening, nor could I hit a woman. Just... just get outta here." I said to her. She looked at me with gratitude before running off. I sat on a nearby bench, thinking of what I had just done. Jess is probably going to pull more stunts like that now that she knows she is free from any form of repercussions. I pondered on about how much my life was going to suck, and how much I was going to _get _sucked. Sometimes I really dislike life...
"So why am I going again?" I asked Jamie.
"It's Halloween! You have to get dressed up!" She said. All of the girls, including me, where taking ferries to the mainland to get stuff for the Halloween party later tonight. I wasn't for dressing up, but of course, I was dragged into it. Everyone in school, with the exception of some of the quiet girls like Reina, saw the trio of rapists little project they made. Some girls blushed when I was around, while others tried to flirt. As of now, Jamie, Rin (Reina), Whitney, Jenna, and a shy girl I met in my reading class named Erica Parker are my closest friends. I stood with them on the edge of the boats bow. Jamie kept asking about the party and my costume and if I needed anything. It's hard to tell if she is considerate or over caring. Whitney and Jenna talked about plans for hiking, while Rin and Erica talked very faintly about books. "So what are you going as?" Jamie asked me.
"I don't know yet, so please quit asking." I pleaded, but she still pressed the subject on. Eventually, we landed, and everyone dispersed to different shops at the town's square. The girls flocked to different beauty shops and costume stores, but one older, slightly run down building caught my attention. I walked up and saw an old fashion sign that read GM RAY'S LPs. I figured it was a record store, so I stepped inside. The door rang a bell as I entered the building. An older gentleman, roughly in his mid 60's, looked up from a copy of a Rolling Stone magazine. A smile crossed his lips and his face lit up at the sight of me. "Hello, sir." I said, giving the man a nod.
"Ah, come in my boy, come in, come in. Have a look around." He said, sliding off of his stool to make his way over to me. He was taller than me, and he glowed with wisdom. "It's been awhile since I've had a customer."
"Nice place you got here." I complimented. "Why no service?" I asked him.
"Oh, you see, the area is dominated by you crazy teenagers. No one ever comes in to buy an LP. Sometimes I think the classics are dying out."
"Nonsense!" I said. "Classic rock will never die. Tell you what, show me some of your LPs." At this, the man clapped his hands and led me through the story, showing me albums left and right. One that caught my eye was a vintage Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band LP in perfect condition. I asked him to ring it up for me, and we went back to the store entrance. While he fiddled with the old register, Jamie walked in.
"Did you get a costume yet?" She asked.
"No, I didn't." I replied.
"Hurry! If you don't dress up, this party is going to be a bust." With that, she spun and left. I sighed, and the old man spoke up.
"Sounds like you're in the need of some dress for a party, huh?" He asked.
"Yeah, but I'm dead on ideas." I said.
"I think I got just the thing." He said, turning around. He walked into a small room behind his desk and mucked around inside before returning with a familiar blue suit. I gasped at the beauty of it. He pulled out the blue Sgt. Pepper outfit (the one that Paul McCartney wore) and placed it on the counter with the LP.
"Wow..." I said in awe, brushing the fabric in my hand.
"I'll make you a deal." The old man said. "You stop by every once in a while and chat, and I'll give you the suit."
"Deal!" I said ecstatically. I handed him the cash and made my way out. Finally this day as beginning to brighten up.
Alright, that was part one of my Halloween special! Sorry its so short. I'll hopefully have the other 2 or 3 parts up within the week. I'd like to take a moment to thank you all for reading my stories. It means a lot, it really does. I hope you all keep reading and enjoy my stories. Thanks again!