nOrMaL

Not everything is right in life. Somethings never go right. Somethings never go wrong. And some just stay neutral.

In a life were nothing interesting happens, it gets boring. You are always wishing. But it never happens. Atleast, thats what I thought. Then he came to town.

Let me start from the beginning. My name is Nathan Carter, I go to Collins Middle School and I am in 8th grade.

Everyone in this town, including my parents, wish I wasn't born. I was an accident that wasn't meant to happen.

I have an older sister and brother. They were both planned.

My brother to be the heir, my sister to marry into a family and create ties. I was just an accident from a dunken night.

My brother goes by the name Zack. His real name is Nancy. Poor jerk. He is 17 years old and has the top grades out of all the boys.

My sister goes by the name Pleasure, the whore. Her real name is DeeDee. Poor unfortunate (bitchy) soul. She is 16 and has the best grades out of the girls.

My father's name is Orlando and he owns a huge food product company. My mother, who was once sweet and kind, is now cold and cruel.Her name is Bethany. They both have affairs with other people. I'm surprised I don't have 52 half-brothers and sisters by now. Or.... maybe I do.... Who knows?

My life sucks because I am the one thing that no one in this town can stand.

"Get up you little faggot!" a shrill voice yelled from downstairs.

Gay.

"Coming Bethany." I sneered. I'm not a faggot god darnit. I am gay. Not a fucking british cigarette.

I jump out of bed and stumble to the bathroom in my room. I take a quick shower and brush my teeth and hair. I exit the bathroom and quickly put on some baggy pants and I tight fitting t-shirt.

"Hurry up you little homo!" came my father's booming voice.

I rolled my eyes and grabbed my back pack from under my desk and headed out my door. I ran down the stairs and ran into the kitchen.

"What?" I asked impolitely.

My mother glared at me as my father grumbled out, "It is 8:15 you ponce. Get to fucking school."

I stared at them in confusion before running back into the hallway. It was in fact, 8:15. I had 15 minutes to get to school! "Thanks for waking me up you bastards!"

I ran out of the house as my father threatened murder and my mom threated starvation. Stupid jerks.

I ran 20 blocks. By the time I got to school it was 9:00 and I wasn't going to be able to get in.

I sighed and headed off toward the park. This was the fourth time this week I didn't make it to school. Atleast it was friday.

I walked toward the playground and smiled when I saw a little girl buy the name of Cuceel. She was young, age 6, but she didn't judge him like everyone else. She lived on the streets so no one had the chance to influence her to hate him. He was glad.

"Cuceel!" I ran over to the monkey bars where she was hanging upside down. "CC? What are you doing? Your dress will fall down!"

I let out a giggle as she blushed and quickly turned herself up right before jumping down.

"Pervert." she mumbled before thrownign ehrself at me and giving me a hug.

"Missed you too, CC."

She let me go and smiled a bright smile before frowning.

"Whats wrong CC?" I asked concerned.

"Well... a lady found me yesterday..... and put me up for adoption..." she whispered sadly.

Oh no. "CC...I...." I didn't know what to say. The only person who had ever liked me... was either leaving or about to be told to hate me.

"Please Nate! Don't let her take me to these people!" she begged me as tears started to form in her eyes.

"Oh CC. I wish I could, but...." I whispered sadly and pulled her into a hug. "I will promise one thing though."

"Wvat?" came her muffled reply.

"No matter what, I will visit you every day!" I knew I probably couldn't keep the promise but I hated when CC cried.

"Really?" she asked as she pulled back to look into my eyes.

"Ya CC. I mean it." I smile and kiss her cheek.
"I will always be wi-"

"Cuceel!" came a squeaky high pitched voice.

I turn my head and I see a woman, a man, and a teenage boy about my age. Man, was he hot... no! Not the time Nate!

"That is them Nate... The family that is adopting me." she whispered sadly.

She was getting adopted by a family that looked like the were rolling in cash? For Kami's sake they just stepped out of a limo!

"They are?" I asked wearily. I had never see nthem before so I wasn't sure if they knew about me.

"Cuceel, sweety, I wish you wouldn't run away like that. We were just trying to buy you a new dress! It was all pink and sparkly!" said the woman, who I think was the mother.

"Really darling, we just want you to be comfortable." came the grown man's voice. Must be the dad.

The boy remained silent as he stared at me. I glared at him before standing up and slowly pushing Cuceel toward the strange family. "Go CC. They adopted you. They are your new family." I whipsered to her. I wasn't sure if I was trying to convince her or myself.

The mother blinked, as if she just noticed I was there. "Oh! Cuceel? Have you made a friend?" She smiled at me and put her hand out. "Megan O'neil of O'neil law firm at your service."

My eyes widened and a slowly shoke her hand. "The O'neil firm? The multi-million one?"

She giggled and nodded. "Thats the one. This man," she pointed to the an beside her "is George, my husband." She then pointed toward the amizingly gorgeou--- damnit Nate! The boy next to George. "My son. His name is Kyle."

I shoke the father's hand and then moved to shake Kyle's. He jsut continued to glare at me. What the fuck? I gave him a confused look before glaring back at him. They obviously had no clue who I was. So what had I done to offend the boy?

"So boy, what is your name?" came George's deep voice.

I glared at Kyle for a few more second before putting my attention on him and smiling, "How unproper of me. My name is Nathan Carter. How do you do?"

The woman looked surprised before squealing. "Oh! A Carter! How amazing! Are you Orlando's son?"

I blinked before nodding.

"Oh how exciting! We moved here to build a new law firm and we had heard our old high school buddies lived near. We didn't think they would be in the exact same town!"

I couldn't believe it. Such nice people used to be friends with my parents?

"Um.... Really? Yes. We live about a mile and a hailf away from here."

"Really? We can give you a ride how if you like! It is already 6 o'clock." Megan said.

"Oh, thats not n-"

"Leave him here mum. He obvioulsy is to dirty." a velvety voice said.

Great, the hot guy hated him. What was new? Wait dirty?

I looked down at my clothes and noticed the grass stains. Well oh, fuck! I was going to be grounded for this.

Megan gave her son a confused look before shaking her head. "Nonsense. Get in Nathan." She pulled me into the limo and asked me for directions.

I told the driver and we were on our way. I really wish I was excited about being in a limo, since my paretns wouldn't let me anywhere near theirs, but Kyle just had to decide to sit next to me and our knees kept brushing together. I shifted in my seat and looked out the window so no one would notice my face heat up.

We arrived at the house and I let them in. My parents were excited about seeing old friends and rushed me out of the room.

My brother and sister got one glimpse of Kyle the sex god and sragged him away to talk.

I rolled my eyes and went up to my room. I layed in my bed for a good hour before I heard the O'neils leave.

I expected to hear my parents talking about a way to punish me in the morning but instead I heard hushed whispers of, "Maybe he isn't so bad.""Even if he does like boys, he isn't the heir. So why not let him do what he wants.""We should reward him." and other sentences he thought he would never hear leave his parent's mouths.

He rolled over onto his side and curled up under his blankets before closing his eyes. He had a feeling nothing was going tp be normal.

(P.S. Cuccel did get in the limo but the driver to her home after he dropped off the other O'neils.)