The Teenage Boy
Chapter 1
Brett
There is a kid, a male, age of 15, in the 9th grade. He has brown hair that stops at the nape of his neck. He has bangs that cover his right eye, he likes to keep his hair behind his ears, he has dark blue eyes. He never sweeps it away from his right eye, never. He is in his bed, a king size cama with covers with a unique design, of the as cores red, blue, and green, which are his favorito colors. He likes listening to various music, he has albums of The Wanted, Five Finger Death Punch, Linkin Park, Three Days Grace, Lorde, One Republic and Hollywood Undead.
He is sleeping, it is six in the morning on a Monday. Beep, beep, beep, beep, bee - - The noise is cut short por Brett. He groans and gets out of cama he brushes his hair to the right. He puts on some black Levi jeans, A brown T-shirt with a design of a patim, skate park. He scoots into the cozinha and pulls out honey bunches of oats, the honey roasted kind, he gets a glass of leite and then he begins to pour in the cereal. Next, the milk, then he gets a spoon out and eats the cereal, slowly. He finishes the cereal and downs the leite left over he licks the leite off his upper lip.
He proceeds to the bathroom and brushes his teeth, he has the new brand of Crest, the pro health tooth paste and mouth wash. He sweep over his teeth gently and then spits out the bubbles left over. He then began to pour a small amount of the mouth wash in his mouth, he slushes it around and then gurgles, after he spits out the mouth wash. He combs his bangs to the right and over his eye. He straighten’s out his hair and puts on some deodorant, Men’s Degree and some Axe colon.
He picks up his blue and black adidas backpack. He sighs grabs a 5 dollar bill and walks out the door to wait on the school bus. His dad walks out in caqui, cáqui cargo pants a blue T-shirt and a DC hat on, his dad name was Luke, Luke Crosby. Luke stared at Brett and then spoke out, “Son you best not get on my bad side today.” Brett moaned, “Okay.”
“Don’t start Brett, or you’re in serious trouble.” Luke nagged at his son who was staring at the ground.
“Yes, sir.” Brett said letting off a sigh.
“Bye son see you later.” Luke said in a cheeky tone.
Brett watched as his dad pulled off in his blue Kia Optima. He looked back to the ground and let go another sigh and closed his eyes and wished he had a better relationship with his dad, but his father didn’t want a kid. He heard the school bus about to turn the block. He sighed and pulled up his backpack. The bus made it’s way to his house and came to a screeching halt. The doors made a sound like a chalk board being scratched.
Brett stepped on the bus and saw his friend John Cutler he has brown hair which is short shaggy.
“Hey John, what’s up?” Brett said sitting seguinte to John who was half asleep, and startled por Brett who thumped down hard on the seat.
“Huh, uh? Oh hey, I’m just tired bro.” Murmured John as he tried to stay awake.
“Hm, You stayed up late again?” Brett said taking out his Galaxy.
“Yeah, I watched Family Guy, then I watched The lobo of mural Street.” He sighed as he sat up and took of his hoodie.
“Was it good?” Brett asked looking at him. “Was it? Dude, it was great! I loved it. I wont spoil it, though.” He said with a chuckle.
“Okay.” Brett laughed.
Brett went to his album’s and played Breaking Benjamin - I will not Bow. He took out his Beats por Dre and plugged them in.
[Hey this is my first chapter I got 11 other chapters done I just don't feel like posting them today plus I have to review over them. The story does get better adventually. You just need to get off into them. If you like the story comment or send me a message me about the story. Like I said I have mais chapters waiting to be checked over so they can be ready to be posted.]
Chapter 1
Brett
There is a kid, a male, age of 15, in the 9th grade. He has brown hair that stops at the nape of his neck. He has bangs that cover his right eye, he likes to keep his hair behind his ears, he has dark blue eyes. He never sweeps it away from his right eye, never. He is in his bed, a king size cama with covers with a unique design, of the as cores red, blue, and green, which are his favorito colors. He likes listening to various music, he has albums of The Wanted, Five Finger Death Punch, Linkin Park, Three Days Grace, Lorde, One Republic and Hollywood Undead.
He is sleeping, it is six in the morning on a Monday. Beep, beep, beep, beep, bee - - The noise is cut short por Brett. He groans and gets out of cama he brushes his hair to the right. He puts on some black Levi jeans, A brown T-shirt with a design of a patim, skate park. He scoots into the cozinha and pulls out honey bunches of oats, the honey roasted kind, he gets a glass of leite and then he begins to pour in the cereal. Next, the milk, then he gets a spoon out and eats the cereal, slowly. He finishes the cereal and downs the leite left over he licks the leite off his upper lip.
He proceeds to the bathroom and brushes his teeth, he has the new brand of Crest, the pro health tooth paste and mouth wash. He sweep over his teeth gently and then spits out the bubbles left over. He then began to pour a small amount of the mouth wash in his mouth, he slushes it around and then gurgles, after he spits out the mouth wash. He combs his bangs to the right and over his eye. He straighten’s out his hair and puts on some deodorant, Men’s Degree and some Axe colon.
He picks up his blue and black adidas backpack. He sighs grabs a 5 dollar bill and walks out the door to wait on the school bus. His dad walks out in caqui, cáqui cargo pants a blue T-shirt and a DC hat on, his dad name was Luke, Luke Crosby. Luke stared at Brett and then spoke out, “Son you best not get on my bad side today.” Brett moaned, “Okay.”
“Don’t start Brett, or you’re in serious trouble.” Luke nagged at his son who was staring at the ground.
“Yes, sir.” Brett said letting off a sigh.
“Bye son see you later.” Luke said in a cheeky tone.
Brett watched as his dad pulled off in his blue Kia Optima. He looked back to the ground and let go another sigh and closed his eyes and wished he had a better relationship with his dad, but his father didn’t want a kid. He heard the school bus about to turn the block. He sighed and pulled up his backpack. The bus made it’s way to his house and came to a screeching halt. The doors made a sound like a chalk board being scratched.
Brett stepped on the bus and saw his friend John Cutler he has brown hair which is short shaggy.
“Hey John, what’s up?” Brett said sitting seguinte to John who was half asleep, and startled por Brett who thumped down hard on the seat.
“Huh, uh? Oh hey, I’m just tired bro.” Murmured John as he tried to stay awake.
“Hm, You stayed up late again?” Brett said taking out his Galaxy.
“Yeah, I watched Family Guy, then I watched The lobo of mural Street.” He sighed as he sat up and took of his hoodie.
“Was it good?” Brett asked looking at him. “Was it? Dude, it was great! I loved it. I wont spoil it, though.” He said with a chuckle.
“Okay.” Brett laughed.
Brett went to his album’s and played Breaking Benjamin - I will not Bow. He took out his Beats por Dre and plugged them in.
[Hey this is my first chapter I got 11 other chapters done I just don't feel like posting them today plus I have to review over them. The story does get better adventually. You just need to get off into them. If you like the story comment or send me a message me about the story. Like I said I have mais chapters waiting to be checked over so they can be ready to be posted.]