How can you say this is better than football? Marco exclaimed. He still wasn't comfortable on the skateboard, and it didn't go fast either. He liked things that went fast, and sports. Like football, and sim- fu. It wouldn't be long until snow would cover Jericho, so they had to use the skateboards while they could. Or for his part, Joe's skateboard.
Dude, this is like way better than football. Rye studied his footwork, or lack of it. You just have to get better first.
It's still fucking slow!! Marco complained. To think he could have been out on the jetski now! Instead he stood on a piece of wood. It had wheels, but when he'd tried to set out from the steepest slope he could find... the police stopped them! How the hell could that possibly be dangerous?
Marco really wished the cops would leave him alone. Every time something happened around school, they talked to him first! And he hadn't even done anything to deserve it!
Okay, so he had borrowed the janitors bucket, the one with wheels on it, an set out the stairs at school with it. But that had happened only once!! Okay, maybe more than one.. But it was still unfair!!
Like that time he tried making a swimming pool it the classroom. He'd only been a kid then.
Then it was that tiny little fire at the parkinglot, almost an accident to. Not to mention the other, bigger fire at the junkyard.
He'd just wanted to see if that old barrel had contained something flammable... which it obviously had. He'd kept staring into the flame, the heat burning the skin until it felt like he was going to melt.
Then Joe and Rye had pulled him away when the sirens got closer. Marco had no idea they could run that fast. Atleast the pigs hadn't gotten a hold of them.
Mum and dad had been at lots of meeting at school. Miss "call- me- Kat" Ross was always present, so was Psycho- man and even redheaded principal Bigboobs.
The teacher and psycho-man said he was hyperactive and needed medication, but mum and dad had refused. They insisted he wasn't a bad kid. Then the stupid teacher wanted to put him in special- ed with the weirdo kids! Even if Marco didn't have any problems with his grades!
Mum and dad had said the school needed to be more considerate of his needs. And to find a better way for kids like him. But the teachers had to follow protocol and plans, and something else that Marco didn't listen too.
Then principal bigboob had suggested boarding school..... Ouch! Maybe mum and dad had considered it too, if the principal hadn't started hitting on dad.
Mum was not pleased. Not pleased at all, and principal bigboob had made an enemy for life.
He still had to talk to the psycho- psychologist. That was even stranger. Marco didn't have any problems at home. He didn't have any medical, or psychological issues. It was kids that did, but they didn't get any help at all. The school system waisted it on him instead, because the teachers thought he was annoying! And it didn't help at all! He just got more bored!
Talking to old psycho- man was horrible. But it had been the only way he could avoid special- ed, medications or boarding school. If he had to hear "How are things really at home..." one more time....
Mum had even tried giving him a laptop in his favourite colour. Probably hoping it would give him something other to do, then getting into trouble. He watched a few sports- clips on simstube, which was fun. Especially those where people hurt themselves.
Then Rye and Joe had shown him how to find porn on it. Man, that had been....
.... boring as hell!! Marco couldn't believe they watched that shit for hours every day! And wasn't it a bit weird that they wathced it together? Grosse.....
Having sex with real girls was way more fun than watching a movie. Probably more fun atleast. But how would those douches ever get laid, if they spent hours infront of a computer every day? Rye and Joe were stupid, and weird... really, really weird...
So Marco had figured, he'll show them how easy it was to get a real girl to play with. He'd done that before atleast.
Niki hadn't wanted to go all the way, which was fine. So he just fingered her instead. Unfortunately a teacher walked in on them... And they told his parents.... way embarassing. He'd been expelled three days for that. Totally worth it!!!
Mum and dad wasn't really mad at him for Niki, but at the principal. Especially mum. As mum had screamed to principal bigboob: How can you throw my son out of school for acting like a teenaged boy!!? And then a lot of other words he had no idea mum even knew!! She was very inventive with her insults. But principal bigboob had a god point, they shouldn't have done that in the classroom. Next time he'd do it somewhere else!
Dad seemed a bit proud though. That was odd....
His friends still watched tons of porn though. And kept telling him that they had too, to learn about sex. Marco just talked to uncle Lukas about stuff like that. And about how to pick up chicks.
He was really old, but chicks fell for him like flies! Uncle Lukas was awesome!! Even if it was kind of mean to his wife.
Marco struggled with the skateboard. Okay, so it wasn't that bad, it wasn't like it was his first try. But he still liked football better. It's not like he would get hurt either, so he did his best to replicate a trick Joe just did. Skateboarding was safe!
Whoa... Babealert!! Rye paused a bit and went: Oh hell! It's Sunniva and her hottiefriends!! Joe stopped in his track, and stared, doing his best to look relaxed.
Some redhead strutted towards them. He'd seen her around school, but hadn't really talked to her. Marco was usually to busy doing something stupid, as his mum called it. Hanging by his feet out of the secondfloor window, was not stupid! It was fun!
Hey boys! Sunniva took on a pose, smiling confidently at them.
...Hi... they said it simultaniously, not even noticing their own stupid grins. Not Marco ofcourse, he was to busy with the skateboard. If Joe and Rye could do that, so could he!! He was so not goint to break his neck!!
The redhead kept the pose, and finally got eyecontact with him, caressing that lovely hair: Hey blondie....
Looking around himself a bit, Marco finally got that she was talking to him, and not the other blonde that had pants that didn't fit.
He put the skateboard down, and went up to her: Hey, Sunniva right? I'm Marco.
She looked at him, the beautiful red hair catching the sunlight. Man, he loved redheads.
So why haven't I seen you around school? Sunniva was still standing in that strange way.
I don't know. I'm usually a bit busy doing stuff.... Marco wasn't the most populare guy in school, but he wasn't unpopulare either, like his sister.
What stuff? she demanded
Eh... climbing the schoolbuilding, biking behind cars hanging from the bumber... You know, normal guystuff. He didn't mention "stuff" included having fun with Niki, and some other girls. That would have been tasteless.
Why was she looking at him like that? Usually the only girls that talked to him were into sports, or danger. Not that he actually was dangerous, but as long as it worked...
The pretty girl got even closer to him: You like danger then? She put her hand on his chest, caressing it a bit. Sweet!!!
I bet you can't handle a bit of fire..... her voice low, and suggestive.
Ofcourse I can handle fire! I like fire. It's beautiful, uncontrollable, hot... and fun to play with. He mimiced her way of talking, smiling a bit. This was so fucking easy!
His answer seemed to please her, as she giggled: I'm having a party this weekend. No parents... Why don't you come on over?
Maybe we will...
She didn't seem to happy about the little "we" comment, but he wasn't leaving his friends out of a party!
As Sunniva and the other hotties strutted away, Marco turned around, looking at his friends. They were gaping at him.
What? He grinned at them.
Dude. You just got invited to a party by Sunniva. She's the hottest chick in school! Rye acted like he'd never seen anything like that before. Sticking his finger quickly under the cap to scratch an itch.
Why he didn't take it off when it was so damn warm, was a question that would forever go unanswered. Joe had told everyone in school it was because the guy was balding. They were real friends after all.
So? Marco didn't mean it to be arrogant, but truthful. What was the big deal?
Joe looked at him and said: She's just so fucking hot!! And way fuckable! And Christine's a slut!! He scratched his neck: I'm totally gonna fuck her!
Christine would never fuck you, you ugly piece of shit, Rye said. They were really good friends. He then turned his attention back to Marco: Weren't you afraid Sunniva would turn you down?
Why would I be that? That was the dumbest question he could ever get. Why would he be afraid? If she wasn't interested, she wasn't interested. No big deal. Plenty of girls in the world... His friends were a bit weird.
I don't fucking get how the hell you do that.... Rye was impressed, and jealouse. It really wasn't that difficult. Marco wasn't afraid of anything female, except his mum. But every sane male feared their mothers.
First fucking time you fucking look at her... BAM!!! Fucking shit.... Joe was a master of words. But Ally!! Ally's a whore too!! I'm totally gonna fuck her then!
Joe, you're so fucking ugly, if your head had been on a pig, the meat wouldn't be edible! Marco was a good friend to!! Teenage boys know how to treat eachother with respect!
Like you two ugly arses are a fucking gift to chicks!! Joe took a dramatic break and said: You fucking know what blondie! For that, I'm gonna fuck Sunniva, your mum and your fucking ugly sister!!!!
Yeah, good fucking luck with that!! Marco and Rye laughed at him.
Sooo, party this weekend!! Rye grinned. With the hottest chicks in school!!!
PUSSY!!!!!!! Joe yelled it at the top of his longues. Then continued to chant it.
Teeth clenched, Rye said: We're ditching him right? I wanna fucking get laid...
Hell no! Marco grinned at cap- boy. You got any idea how amazing the chicks will think WE seem with that douche around? They'll crawl all over you my man!!
You're a fucking dick Marco!!! It was so fun pissing Joe off!!
Now Marco only needed permission from his parents. He'd ask dad, he was such a pushover!
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Entering the Dragon academy with his
dad, Marco found it to be the best place to ask. Not that he actually
needed it, but he was allowed to try. He'd just sneak out the window
if dad said no.
Marco had just earned a new belt, and
decided to show off a bit.HaaaiiiiiiIneeedaaaacoooffeeeee!!! His dad always said he had to make sounds when they sparred. To release his chi, or something like that. That probably worked as well as anything!
Stop acting like an idiot
Marco! Dad took this thing really seriously, as he was a master
in sim- fu. Marco was going to be a master at it too! Because sim- fu
made the blood pump through the body!!
Mum thought it was funny......Don't listen to your mum, listen to me. Dad had taken on his strickt- voice.
I'll tell her you said that..... Can I go to a party this weekend? This place smelled like feet!!
His dad shouted out a loud: NO,
as Marco ducked away from a kick. Crap! Dad kicked hard, and this
wasn't some nice father- son activity. This was training!
Marco wasn't really sure why dad didn't teach
Oriana this instead. She was the one that had a ninja- fetish. He had
no idea that it was an attempt from his parents to teach him to focus.
That's all you got old man!? Marco
taunted his dad, hoping to break his concentration. No way he could
win the honest way!
I would never have dared talk to
my dad that way! His dads voice was forced and hard.
Talking while fighting wasn't the easiest thing in the world. Marcos
grandparents had died before he was born. So he'd never met them. Somewhat he still doubted dad hadn't dared talk "that way" to them. 
And who are you calling old any way, boy? A little kid like you, is no match for me! Gard growled.
Little kid? Okay, that was it. Time to kick some oldie butt! It would have been easier, if his dad didn't look so damn terrifying while practicing the art of sim- fu. And those teeth... Yikes!
Suck on this grandpa!! Marco threw his leg out, aiming for his dads head. Because that was safe! He was so going down!
Ofcourse his dad avoided it! And even got a fanclub as he did. What the hell was wrong with that guy? His dad was nothing to cheer about, he was old and boring!
Marco got so irritated at the guy, that his dad kicked him in the chest, and won the spar. He lost, again! It sucked loosing to dad! He was so old!
Marco made one last try:
Dad, may I please go to a party this weekend?! The old ghost
was definitely going to loose now that Marco had qualified for a new
belt!!
Gard looked at his son. It wasn't that a
party was so bad, but having Marco all alone, at what most likely
would be an unsupervised party... That couldn't end good. Something would burn, get broken or he'd break some of his own bones.Instead he said: If you can beat me in this spar, I'll let you go!
Old man going down!!! Marco shouted it, not even giving his dad time to prepare! He was so winning this time!!! Thinking about a pretty girl with fiery hair was really inspiring!
Dad!! You can't defy gravity! That's cheating!
This was going to be so painful!
Obviously, thinking about a terrifying
brunette with glasses was more inspiring than redheads. Marco lost to
his dad again.
You're unfocused. Dads deep voice
got his attention. You have to be able to focus on the task you're
doing. And only that. So this time, no party.
Ah well, he'd just sneak out
the window instead.
-----------------------------------------------------The weather had been acting all strange that day. If Marco didn't know better, he would havethought someone had a machine that could controle it!!
Thick fog made it hard to see anything, the heavy rain wasn't excately helping. As that wasn't bad enough, father- son time seemed to last all day. And as the good son Marco was, he agreed to play catch with his dad. He was a teen now after all, so how bad could it be!?
Ouch!! My eye!! For crying out loud
dad!!! As the cold, pouring rain wasn't bad enough.
Keep your eye on the ball!!! His
dad shouted it, and laughed a bit. Dad was such a sadist. Football
was way easier than this shit.
Marco threw the ball back, as well as
he could.
Stop throwing like a girl! His dad
sounded a bit tired.I'll tell mum you said that!!!
No, don't tell your mum! Gard gave up. That was a fight he wasn't willing to take.
Iva would start nagging him about how bad it was, teaching his son that throwing like a girl was even consideren an insult!!! Because that implied that the right way of doing things, were mens way. And that womens ways were somewhat wrong!
What was even more annoying, was that she made a good point! He just said it out of old habit.
Know what boy! If you can catch
this with your hands, I'll let you go to the party!! He paused
before continuing: Then you don't have to sneak out like you were
planning to...
How the hell did he know that?!
Marco was like most teens, he had no idea that his parents had been young once too.
Bring it on old man!!! Marco only hoped he sounded more confident than he felt.
Please catch the ball. Please catch the ball. Please catch the ball. It went through his brain like a mantra.
I want to meet girls, I want to meet girls, I want to meet girls. Who knew one could have several mantras in the head at the same time?
Fuck yeah!! He whispered it, terrified his mother would hear the foul language.
Marco then heard his fathers voice in the distance: You're taking your sister with you....
Wait..... Had dad just tricked him to get them out of the house?? That old bastard......
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A simple close- up of Marco. So my legacy now have a girl looking like her dad, and a boy looking like his mum. I blame Ivas womb for that.
About Joe: You all know a guy like that!! If you don't, you soon will!! Trust me on that... You never get rid of him either: Again, trust me!
And Gard had a spraytan, they were taking a picture and he wanted to look pretty ;)
Poses are by the same as last chapter, pluss lili09.
Thanks for reading another loooong chapter :) I just had way to much fun with it. (And no, Marco's not as hot as your brother!!)
