MY JOURNEY

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Introduction: My name is Mark Anderson, and I am in a situation. Now, you would probably be thinking, so fucking what? The World’s tough, man, deal with it. I am not arrogant enough to believe that mine is the worst a man could have, but to me, it is a pretty big deal, my situation, because it involves a girl. My Girl. My Soul-mate kind of girl. Codi.

Codi is my classmate. She came here roughly about two months ago, having been transferred from another school, reasons why I still don’t know. Yet, she had changed my life, in events that I have already talked about. At the end of that day, all you need to know is this. She pretty much hates me, and I am in love with her. Nice combination, eh? So, I guess I should carry on my story, a journey spanning over many years, but now beginning the Monday after Lucy Ellen’s (My Supply Teacher) Departure.

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MY JOURNEY- PART 1- LAST MONTHS OF HIGH SCHOOL



True kindness lies in helping those who do not ask for it



WRRRRRIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGG!!!!!!

Damn, I thought, as my arm reached over and slammed the alarm clock. With a groan, I pulled myself from bed and made the journey to the bathroom, hitting into random obstacles that was spewed across the floor along the way. I wasn’t feeling very enthusiastic about the day, a Monday, and the first time I would be back in school, since…Miss Ellen.

Shaking my thoughts, I looked into the mirror as I brushed my teeth, trying to find something to distract me, but all I saw was my own sad eyes and that pissed me off. I have to be the most pathetic man in the world to have fallen this in love with that damn woman. Her with her arrogance, her stupidity, her red hair, her beautiful eyes, her…

“Dammit” I said to myself. I find myself unable to hate her for long, as my feelings always come rushing back. I can’t help but think about it. Why have I fallen this far? I mumbled in silence leaving myself to my thoughts until, with effort, I wrenched my thoughts away. Thinking that a nice shower would return me back to normal, I removed my boxers. Of course, like almost every other guy, before getting into the shower, I checked out my body in the mirror. My recent workout seems to have worked, as I had a decent body shape, big pecs, and reasonably large arms. No six pack, but then, I was never fussed about that. I had gone through a sudden growth spurt, gaining an inch in height, making it 6”2, and combined with my workout, I had became a lot broader too. Giving myself a smile, proud of my change, I took my shower, during which I found that I had to let off some steam, as my cock was rock hard since I woke up, especially with the dreams I’ve been having lately. I noted that my dick also seems to have increased in circumference (or maybe it was just me), and combining that with a 9” length, I was definitely lucky with my genetics.

Unfortunately, I lost track of time and realised that I only had 10 minutes before the bell. Using a few of my more colourful swear words, I got dressed in a blur, casual shirt and trousers, raced downstairs, grabbing some toast on my way through the kitchen, and was out of the door before my parents starting their favourite lecture again, with the ‘Effort’ word. I always jog to my school, which normally takes me 8 minutes, but today, I was distracted. Not just about Codi, but about my parents and their rants. My mum and dad are nagging me constantly, to do better. They were especially furious with my science test, but to be honest, a low B is good, right? But NOOOOO, to my parents, I had to get A* or A. Seriously, what the fuck?

Arriving at the gates slightly after the bell rang; I raced to my English class, trying not to think about how Lucy will not be there. With a hurried apology to the teacher, I went to my seat, getting my books out, trying to not look at the empty seat next to me where Codi used to seat, or to where Codi sits now. I had no intention of letting her see how I much I… (Just say it!!!)…love her. I just wanted this lesson over so I could go to our school gym. The lesson passed incredibly slowly for me, for it was just reading and analysing, and throughout the ordeal, my eyes kept trying to pull my head round to where Codi was, but my pride was not allowing it. Fortunately, the teacher helped me by splitting the class into groups of 6 for a discussion, and guess who was in my group?

I looked at Codi with the corner of my eye, being sneaky about it, not wanting to let her see, and I wish I could show you how beautiful she is. She was hot enough to melt ice 25ft away from her. She was around 5”8, not too thin figure, with huge, perky tits that stuck out of her chest. With her flat abs and a firm, curvy ass, it would drive any man insane, for she was the ultimate girl. Right now, I could only see her face, which for me was her best feature. She was astoundingly, insanely, incredibly, gorgeous and even though she was clearly looking at me with dislike, it somehow made her look even more beautiful. Aside from a few glances, you would have thought that she couldn’t see me. She was determined to ignore me, and that’s when I lost my patience. Why was she mad at me? I’m pretty sure that I had done nothing wrong, that I didn’t deserve this, yet she’s acting like I cheated on her or something.

As the bell rang, and I made my way to the canteen, I made my decision. The next time I saw her, alone, I am going to face her, speak to her. I am going to solve this problem myself. It took two weeks for that time. It was during lunch, when I was walking down the hallway in the science block, and saw her further down. Not wanting to give myself the chance of backing away, I rushed up to her, passed her and blocked her path.

“Codi, what’s going on?” I asked. “Why do you so pissed at me?”

“Get out of my way, Mark”, she replied, a cold tone to her voice that shocked me to my core. What had happened to her? What happened to the girl I first met?

I was stunned, and she knew that she had hurt me. But when I didn’t move, that didn’t stop her.

“MOVE NOW!!!!!!” she screamed, with anger and something else I couldn’t identify in her voice, and shoved me, forcing me to take a step back, but no more. I could see she was holding back tears, and that’s what gave me hope that this could be fixed. I had to deal with this now.

“No, I am not going to move.” I said, taking a firm stance. “Not until we sort this out, Codi.”

We stared at each other, my black eyes meeting her brown, before I saw a flash of anger, and she slapped me, the sound echoing across the hallway.

The shock I felt before was nothing to this. My cheek was burning, and I said nothing. I turned to look at her, and I felt my anger rise. I did not deserve that. After what seemed like a vast void of me and her staring at each other, my hand came up and slapped her back, though not as hard as I could have. Something within me didn’t allow me to.

We stared at each other, the anger between us seemingly causing the air between us to shimmer. Nothing else was needed to be said, and I knew that whatever that had been between us was gone. Then, we both turned and walked away. I ignored the wetness of the eyes, simply saying to myself, Problem Solved.

Again, it seems that Codi was changing my life even then, for later that day, me still furious at Codi (though its more likely that I was angry with myself) when I came across Kyle and Frazer, the local senior year skinheads that intimidate everyone in this school. I had a few clashes with them across the years, but Kyle started hunting me down after I heard from his girlfriend that he had a small dick. When everyone found out, he naturally thought it was me that had spread the truth and had tried to get me during the past month. Before I could turn the other way, they had me surrounded. Normally, their 6”5 height and size would have intimidated me, but not today.

“Well, look at this Dork. Who slapped you, Mark?” Kyle sniggered, while Fraser ripped my bag off my back. “I can’t have someone else hitting my punchbag, eh?”

I barely saw the blow Kyle landed to my stomach that sent me sprawling to the floor.