WELCOME TO MY LIFE!

Disclaimer: Spanking of a minor and intense spanking scenes… Don’t like it… Don’t Read.

Chapter 1

My name is Danielle Savannah Curtis, I know it’s a normal name, not as original as Sodapop or Ponyboy. But, I don’t mind. I am 10, almost 11. I know I am little, but hey blame my parents, because i started late.

As, you may know, my parents died a long time ago, for me when I was 8. Since then, I have been living with three older brothers. Darryl, who just goes by Darry is my oldest brother, he is 25. So any single ladies want to hook up with him, just give him a holler. He works 2 jobs, one is a roofer, he is always home when I get home. But he pulls a lot of muscles, so Soda always has to give him a back rub.

My second oldest brother, who also is my guardian is Sodapop, he is movie star handsome. The kind you stop and stare as they go by. He works down at the DX, don’t ask me how to get there, cause I am not allowed to walk anywhere by myself. He dropped out of school, when he was 16 so he could help out with the bills. He said it was because he was dumb, I think it’s because of something else.

My third older brother, is 5 years older than me. He is 15 and is a junior; he skipped some grades because he was more advanced and way ahead of everyone else in his grade. Pony loves to read write. But almost every time I see him, he always has his head in the clouds, day dreaming and what not.

It makes Darry and soda really mad, because usually he watches me when everyone is at work. Soda always tells pony, to be careful with what he is thinking. And steve tells pony, that it only takes one time, one time when he is not paying attention, that something bad could happen to him or me. But, he is also an A+ student, and he is on his schools’ varsity track team.

I however, go to Will Rodgers Middle School, and I am in the 6th grade. I feel kind of lonely, because most of the gang is either still in school, or have already graduated. But, I know absolutely no one and have to sit by this one weird girl, cause she always follows me around. Darry and Soda say that it is not nice to stereotype people. But, I can’t help what I know is true.

It was my favorite class, Art. So the teacher was explaining to us how to paint.

“Curtis…. Pssssst….. Dani” I looked to my right, and saw Sara, how was as old as I am, she leant over and said…. “How many stupid teachers, does it take to screw in a light bulb.”

“How many?” I asked, fearing the answer.

“None, they won’t plug it in, they will just explain stuff to you!” We laughed. The teacher must of heard what we said, because she whacked her ruler down and told us to go sit in the corner. We obeyed, once class was out, she came over to us, and asked us if we had anything to say. Sara, just said, “Nothing Ma’am.” However, I would soon regret, the words that came out of my mouth.