|Your Brown Eyes
Author: EMandM891 PM
Nathan's been living with his adoptive family for a year now in a different town and school. He is considered an outcast, a mute freak (at least only at school) with no known friends. That is until he meets Connor Marsh, popular and handsome. The two are soon the best of unlikely friends, until one of them wants more... Yaoi/Shounen Ai. Do not read if homophobic. OC/OCRated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Humor - Words: 522 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 1 - Published: 10-22-12 - id: 8632825
|A+ A- Full 3/4 1/2 Expand Tighten|
My first story to be published on FanFiction so if you don't like it please leave comments on how I can improve. I hope you like it. All characters are original but is loosely based on Cinderella in modern times.
Nathan hated it when they brought their friends back. Brianna and Sabrina were bad enough but when they were together with the other girls from the cheer-leading squad they would leave so much mess afterwards, he would end up spending a good two hours cleaning up, only to then start preparing dinner for everyone except him since he wasn't welcome to eat with them at the table. The only problem was the women refused to eat carbohydrates while Mr. Richmond won't eat anything else, so that always required Nathan to cook two different meals then bathe the youngest member of the family, the only one he was related to by blood.
After Mrs. Richmond found out she could no longer conceive she decided to adopt and fell in love with my brother, Charlie. The problem with the adoption was Charlie refused to be separated with me and so we came as a package deal much to Mrs Richmond's chagrin. I was made into a sort of live-in maid and carer for Charlie but since I was still a minor and had to attend school for seven hours, five days a week she had to take responsibility of Charlie for those time periods, although judging from the times I've seen her with him I don't doubt that as soon as I step foot out the door she's handed him to someone else. Luckily for her he was starting preschool this year.
The stomping of feet down the basement stairs woke me from my thoughts, as did the high pitched, nasally voice of Brianna, a stereotypical blonde just not with natural blonde hair.
"What the hell do you think you are doing? Why aren't you upstairs making food for our party? What the hell do we pay you for!" Her voice reached an octave only dogs could hear, as she stood in front of me with one hand on her cocked hip the other shaking a finger at me as if I was a puppy that'd pissed on the floor.
"For one thing you don't pay me, second I didn't even know you were having a party to prepare for and if I had known you wouldn't find me anywhere near here" I replied setting the book I had been reading at some point, on my bed and stiffly standing up.
Brianna huffed and puffed in front of me, glaring at her phone then at me. "Its too late for you to do the food and not be seen, since everyone's already here, you fu-" and before she could finish that charming sentence, a voice like smoke and honey rippled through the room and both Brianna and I looked up to see a golden Adonis standing at the top of the steps leading into my half of the basement.