FML!-Episode 1- Pilot, a short story by AJ. Date added: 2012-08-02. Times viewed: 543.
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- Intro: Meet Bad Luck Chuck.
Episode 1 Pilot
Today I woke up on the 1st day of school to start my miserable 3rd year of high school. But this year i vow to make things better. But as i walked in the hallways of my house to the bathroom i was purposely splashed in the face with orange juice. "Ha! Mornin' Nerd!"
My name is Chuck
and my life sucks... fuck.
The guy who just splashed my face was my brother Roman. He's the cool senior jock whose on the footbal team. P.S. the football team is on steriods big time. He gets better breakfast, more girls & popularity but i get good grades & good deeds. I also have a girlfriend whose at *cough* camp. I walk to school and Roman drives his car to pick up his other buff friends.
Anyways i went to school & lunch by myself. My only friend use to be Bert but since he joined the football team he's been Roman's bitch. But he's still the only one on the team whose nice to me & the only one not on steriods. Then this hot girl named Christianiana came up to me.
"Go to the football game today," she handed me a flyer. I couldn't say anything else, she was too fucking hot. Like boner in my jeans hot. You could even see her nips through her shirt. She was the hottest christian girl @ school and boy did she use what god gave her.
"Do you want a hug?"
"Yes," I got up and hugged her.
"Don't worry," she said "God loves you. I love you." She patted me on the back.
"I love you too." I closed my eyes. Then it happened. I jabbed her...with my thing. Get it?
"OMG," she slapped me. "You pig." She turned around & walked away. I was even harder now. But as she walked away all i saw was 'dat ass' Mmm! But i sat down & looked at the flyer for the football game. I never go. Ever. It's just a fake group of bro-tein dudes throw a ball around as skanky cheerleaders cheer them on. Bert started walking over to me. First time we talked since last April.
"You really should come today. Game will be great."
"Nah I'll go home & play Xbox."
"Come on dude. It will be like old times."
"Fine I'll go."
"Thanks." Bert got up & patted me on the back. Then as he left Roman & his friends came over, ruffled my hair, poured milk on me, lauged, called me a Loser & walked away. I'm so over this shit. & that's when i got the impulse to make a huge mistake later that night.
When i got to the game to the game i had already missed the 1st half. We were winning of course. The game finshed and we won. I saw my brother w/ all that glory as everyone cheered him on & when the high school camer guy, Jim was getting all our reactions for the video yearbook. He turned the camera to me. The video was also being live broadcasted on the giant videoscreen next to the scoreboard. Our school was well funded.
"Chuck, what do you have to say seeing your much more handsome, cooler, & popular brother Roman win again?!" He asked. Without thinking i responded.
"The football team is on steriods." Everyone simultanesly got dead silent & turned @ me as they stared. I'm dead. FML.
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