NOTE: All characters in this story are over the age of consent and clearly from my warped imagination. 18+
My first story. Multiple chapter fic.
1.
All my life I knew I was different. I was always shy and reserved, I read books and was hauled up in my room all hours of the day unless I was hungry, then I would eat and go right back upstairs to my solitude. My name is Jennifer, but I go by Jenny for short. I'm twenty, 4'11, with brown hair, dark eyes and a baby face. My lips are full and my body is small. I don't even think I break a hundred pounds on the scale. In short I look like a twelve year old so guys rarely come near me.
I have an older brother, Michael. He's twenty four with dark brown hair, hazel eyes, plus a body toned and sculpted from years of football, he the direct opposite to my shy personality. When he walks into a room, everybody seems to know him, girls always throw themselves at him. He's always out getting into something. More or less, he's never home.
Our parents divorced when we were little, Michael took it the hardest, I was too young to understand, when we were older, Dad always said our mother wasn't 'the one' he would never put himself, or subject us to a false reality. Mike and I were never close by any means, but we never really wanted to be. We moved around a lot for dad's job, considering he's the head of multiple companies. I was home schooled by choice up until I was eighteen, Mike ended up getting a job, where we moved to our final location, and where we will be living permanently. We reside in a beautiful home in California, with a pool in the back yard, and plenty of space. Kid's my age would kill for this life, but like I said, I'm different.
When we first moved in our house, Dad said I could do whatever it is I wanted to my bedroom. It was light purple with bay windows. I fell in love with it immediately. It was then I knew the perfect quote to sum up my world.
One moment can change your life in an instant.
Xxx
Dad finishes loading up the car with luggage, Mike and I stand awkwardly by the side doors as he's on his phone finishing up last minute flight details. He clicks off and hugs us both.
"You kids be good now. I don't know when I'll be back for certain, but I know it'll be before the month is over." he states, kissing my cheek. Ruffling Mike's hair. He scowls.
"Michael no parties. Jenny, keep an eye on your brother."
"I'm older than her." Mike quips, Dad chuckles.
"She's wiser. Be good!" then he's off, turning the corner down the road and I'm left standing alone on the pavement as Mike's footsteps lead back inside.
"Going back to your room, hermit?"
