Chapter 1: Boys Just Want to Have Fun

My name is Alexander Pierce. I live in Meraki City and am eighteen years old. I'm a Fine Arts student at Zenith University, one of Elysian Sky's most prestigious coed campuses. There isn't much to say about myself. I suppose I'm one of those guys who comes across as a laid-back, happy-go-lucky punk. A stud who is continuously chased by female students at school. An athlete who is just concerned with winning. A son who simply wants to please his parents. Perhaps you believe you know me because of my reputation in school and the baseless stories that circulate about me. You believe you know who I am, but you don't. Nobody actually knows who I am.

No, that’s not right. There’s someone who knew me very well. She was Daphne Rose and she was my best friend.

But if you're truly interested, then let's chat about me.

On February 22, 2000, at 9:40 p. m., I was born in the Archangel Raphael Hospital in the city where I currently reside. I was born into a prosperous household. Desmond is my father's name, and he is an architect. Adelaide is my mother's name, and she is a chemical engineer. They're both graduates of the same university, so it's only natural that they'd want me to attend there. They both had graduated with honors. My father was the magna cum laude, while my mother was the summa cum laude.

This may come out as arrogant, but I'm actually rather intelligent. Many distinctions were bestowed upon me as I grew up. It's not just about awards. I received the first honor award every year. I was constantly ranked first. I was an honor student from kindergarten to high school.

I was valedictorian of my high school class. But there’s more to me than meets the eye. I'm not a nerd who is exclusively interested in academics and has no social life or girlfriend. You can't put me in a box based on school stereotypes. I am an overachiever who excels in a variety of areas. Academics, athletics, art, and music are all options.

Yes, I've covered all of the fields. I am talented in the areas of studies, basketball, sketching, and singing. I was famous in my former school, Cherry Blossoms Academy.

A lot of ladies and gays had a crush on me for reasons I didn't understand. Flowers, chocolates, stuffed animals, bracelets, and other gifts were given to me.

They always treated me with kindness, kissing and hugging me as if I were their favorite toy. I just let them do their thing; I was happy with the attention they were giving me.

Many boys were envious of me and wished to be like me, who had a large number of admirers. I may come across as cocky when I say this, but I'm simply expressing the truth. They described me as attractive, engaging, gifted, and charismatic. I was simply being myself, but I was still being cautious with my words and behavior. I didn't want to jeopardize my good name and reputation. I'm a courteous person. I'm a strong person. I'm always able to get things done efficiently.

When my parents learned that I planned to major in Fine Arts in college, they were surprised. They believe that because of my high IQ, I may be an architect or engineer like them, or even a lawyer or a businessman. My true love, though, is art. As a result, this was the course I opted to pursue.

My parents weren’t angry at me since they knew I was talented and could one day become a wealthy and successful artist.

My parents have four children. I'm their second child. Penelope, my older sister, is two years my senior. Her skin is ivory, and she has raven hair that hangs below her shoulders.

She recently finished her nursing course and is currently studying for the forthcoming board examinations. Penelope, my older sister, is intelligent and outgoing, just like me. You will never tire of her company. She has a lot of friends and has had a lot of boyfriends.

She is currently dating Hector, an attractive dude who was her classmate in the same course as her. They're both serious about becoming nurses, so passing the board examinations was a top priority for them.

During their dates, which took place largely at coffee shops, they studied together. In between breaks, they read medical review books and sipped their chilly lattes leisurely.

I’m confident that my older sister and her boyfriend would pass the examinations. They might even top them.

Hailey, my younger sister, is sixteen years old. Penelope is a shade lighter than her.

Hailey's black, wavy hair cascades down her back, almost to her bottom. Her hair framed her heart-shaped face.

She finished with honors from high school. She intends to study at the Conservatory of Music. She aspires to be a well-known vocalist. She's a fantastic singer. She's a soprano and a metal screamer. She is also a proficient pianist. She's the lead singer of her own rock band.

She is an introvert, but not a hermit. She has five dependable friends to whom she puts her trust. She stated that she would not be a well-known singer, but rather teach music to children in a public school. It's not a problem because teaching in a public school pays nicely.

Zachary, my younger brother, is fourteen years old. He is in his second year of high school. He has an oval-shaped face that is framed by curling jet-black hair, dark almond eyes, and full red lips.

He dislikes his red lips, which he believes make him appear feminine. As a result, he smokes on a regular basis. He enjoys smoking menthol cigarettes. On tense days, he claims that these cigarettes keep his head cool. He has a good academic record.

He enjoys playing the guitar and is extremely skilled at it. Miss Everly, Zach's adviser, told me that Zach and his band regularly perform at school assemblies. She also informed me that Zach has a large number of friends. I'm quite proud of my little brother. I enjoy spending time with him. We have a lot of fun playing video games together. We also discuss aliens and the cosmos.

Currently, my college friends and I were on a road trip one scorching summer day. By the way, I had four buddies ride in my Ford with me. It was a night out with the boys. We were planning on visiting Paradise Beach. We spoke about what we'd do on the beach if we came there.

"Let's go parasailing," Jacob said. He is tan-skinned and slender, and his shaggy hair was hidden beneath his cap, which said: "Carry Each Other." He has a piercing in the cartilage of his ear.

"I can't do that," Colton said with a shake of his head. I'm terrified of heights. " He has a light complexion, a medium build, and spiky hair. He was dressed in a green shirt with the words "Braveheart" on it.

"You're such a downer!" Jacob shouted, "for once, take a chance. Try to do something you're afraid of and overcome it!”

Colton replied, "Are you serious? So you consider yourself brave? You're not even courageous enough to court Jane, your crush!”

Jacob explained: "Of course, it's a different matter. It takes time to court someone. All I need is perfect timing."

Colton responded: "Just say you're a coward when it comes to telling your crush about your feelings!"

"I'm not!" protested Jacob.

"All right, I'll give you a chance,” Colton challenged him, “If I parasailed successfully, you'd immediately woo Jane as soon as we returned to the city."

"Deal!" Jacob agreed.

"All right, let's shake on it!" Colton declared.

Jacob and Colton exchanged handshakes.

"What are you going to do, Nick?" Colton asked him. Nick is fair-skinned, muscular, and wears his hair in a short fringe. He was dressed in a black Deftones tee-shirt. He answered: "I'd like to go on the zipline!"

"Really?" Colton was surprised. "So I'm the only one here who's terrified of heights?" He asked rhetorically.

Nick continued, "I also want to ride an ATV (all-terrain vehicle)."

Ayden nodded and said, "Ah, yes, that'll be fun." He has blond hair and light skin.

He is sporting a short haircut. Ayden is popular with the girls, much like me. He had many girlfriends. They said he was attractive. They're also enamored with his blue eyes. Stacey, the hottest girl in his class, is his current girlfriend.

"We can travel around the entire beach in those vehicles," he continued.

Nick challenged him, "Ayden, let's race!"

"All right!" exclaimed Ayden, accepting the challenge.

"What do you want to do when we get there, Alex?" Ayden asked me.

"Anything," I replied simply. "I haven't made up my mind yet."

Ayden said, "I'm sure Alex will merely flirt with the ladies.”

I joked, "As if none of you do it."

Then I suggested, "Why don't you join me? I'm sure there are a lot of lovely ladies in the bar!”

"Are you going to flirt with the ladies, Ayden?" Jacob asked jokingly to him.

"I'm just joking, Alex,” Ayden told me. Then he replied to Jacob, “No, I will never fool around. I love my girlfriend.”

Colton scoffed, "Come on, don’t take love too seriously," then he continued, “have fun once in a while. Don’t worry about us. What happens in Paradise Beach stays in Paradise Beach," Colton smiled.

We arrived at Paradise Beach after a long journey. We were awestruck by its magnificent beauty. There were palm trees aplenty on the shore.

The sand was white and hot. In the clear blue sea, a large number of people sailed their colorful boats.

It was a beautiful day. The sky was filled with cumulus clouds. It was an absolutely stunning day.

We did what we stated we would do on the warm beach. We all went parasailing together. Colton refused to back down. As a result, Jacob would follow through on his promise to court Jane. We felt the wind blowing our hair in our faces while we were parasailing. It was similar to riding in a hot air balloon, except we were belted in and supported by harnesses. We were high in the sky, and we could see an overhead view of the beach and sea below us. As we rose higher in the sky, the number of people in our vision shrank.

We went ziplining. Colton stayed with us because he was dead set on overcoming his fear of heights. Beautiful seascapes and vistas greeted us as we descended. Many trees' tops may be seen. The sea glistened in the sun next to the trees. We had a good time despite feeling a little woozy. Colton puked into a brown paper bag as we returned to the zipline station.

On the smooth and rocky roads, we drove ATVs. We had a lot of fun driving ATVs. A race was held between Nick and Ayden. The race was won by Ayden.

We went to a local convenience shop when we grew thirsty and then headed to the beach. The sun was still shining brightly, and the sand was warm. Colton and I each had a different Slurpee flavor. He got the apple flavor. I got the orange flavor. The drinks were cool and delicious. They quenched our thirsts and satisfied our cravings. Jacob sipped a refreshing light beer from a bottle. He claimed it wasn't overly strong or bitter. It was enjoyable for him. Ayden sipped his pina colada. This cocktail was described as sharp and fruity sweet.

"I'll recommend this cocktail drink to Stacey," Ayden said. Nick sipped Chuckie, a chocolate milk beverage. It reminded him of his childhood, he said. It had a sweet and deep flavor.

And now here we were. We went to the bar in the evening. We indulged in the utmost debauchery. We danced to electronic dance music (EDM) and remixes of pop and rhythm and blues songs from the 1960s to the present. We drank a great deal of beer. Some of my friends inhaled narcotics, but I'm not one of them. I liked to concentrate and recall all of the wonderful things that had happened to me. We flirted with the stunning and captivating ladies.

In my room, I slept with Sophia, a lovely and sultry blonde. As we embraced each other, we kissed passionately on the lips. I pressed my hands against her buttocks and squeezed them. We explored each other's bodies.

Then we unfastened each other's shirts afterward. I drew her nearer to me. She was only wearing a bra at the time. Her flat stomach drew my attention, and I admired it. I took down her thong and rubbed her butt. I stroked the insides of her bra, fondling her breasts.

We kissed each other hungrily this time. It was an amorous kiss. I stripped her down to her underwear. I massaged her butt. Her waist was caressed by me. We kissed more ardently, this time, with our tongues. Her palm stroked against my manhood. She delivered me earth-shattering fellatio.

She sucked me dry. As she tenderly licked my cock, I stared at her turquoise eyes. She was driving me insane and making me horny. My balls were sucked by her. She sucked the head of my dick while rotating her head. I licked and sucked her lovely breasts' pink nipples. I entered her from behind and pounded her. As I slammed her cunt on the bed, she groaned happily. Then I rammed her in the missionary position.

We made love for a long time. We cuddled in the bed when we were exhausted.

ONE WEEK LATER, I had a wholesome trip with my family members.

My family and I went to another beach called The Nest. My father, who was driving the Range Rover, put on some old music while we were on the road. We listened to The Beatles' whole discography the entire time. My parents were huge Beatles fans. They seemed OK to me. Some of their songs were familiar to me, and they were all excellent.

My family members like music in a variety of styles. Mariah Carey, Celine Dion, Whitney Houston, Aretha Franklin, Dianna Ross, and Beyonce Knowles are some of my older sister’s favorite artists. Penelope is a huge fan of music’s well-known divas. She prefers singers who are capable of hitting high notes.

Hailey, my younger sister, enjoys Alanis Morrisette, Bjork, Evanescence, Paramore, Lacuna Coil, Jinjer, Kittie, Cradle of Filth, Behemoth, Tool, Black Sabbath, Pantera, System of A Down, Korn, Disturbed, Linkin Park, Oomph! Rammstein, Metallica, Megadeth, Alice In Chains, Saydie, Even, Cheese, and Greyhoundz are some of the most well-known bands in the world. Hailey enjoys rock music, as I previously stated. It's best if it's as loud as possible. Rock bands, she said, have the best music and lyrics.

The music is headbang-worthy, and the lyrics are thought-provoking and well-written while being relatable. That is something I agree with Hailey on. I, too, am a fan of rock music for the same reasons.

Justin Bieber, One Direction, Jonas Brothers, Ariana Grande, The Weeknd, Dua Lipa, Billie Eilish, Lorde, Troye Sivan, Calvin Harris, and Sia are among my younger brother Zach's favorite artists. He is a young boy who enjoys listening to catchy tunes on the radio and on music channels. He also enjoys attractive singers. And I completely respect his choices.

While in the car, we ate chips and fruits and drank cold soft beverages.

We finally made it to The Nest beach. It was a large lagoon surrounded by tall green mountains. It was a peaceful and pristine beach with plenty of trees. The sea was blue-green and the sand was white and chilly. A swarm of seagulls flew in the echelon formation.

My family and I played frisbee together. Then we went swimming in the sea. We later took a boat ride on the underground river and visited the enticing caves. My brother and I snorkeled and swam beneath the waves, marveling at the beautiful coral reefs and adorable fishes. We went for a hike in the rugged mountains. We surfed by the waves. We used the gorgeous landscape and seascape vistas as a backdrop for our photos.

We dined in basic, low-cost places and had excellent meals. We photographed the release of small turtles into the water. We appreciated the beauty of the limestone cliffs as we climbed them.

My younger brother and I chatted about aliens in our cottage room when we were all resting. I informed him about the reptilian aliens that pretended to be celebrities on television.

"Which do you think is more terrifying? Would you rather be in the universe or in the ocean?" I asked Zach.

Zach guessed, "the ocean is more terrifying. I'd rather be in space."

"What makes you think that?" I asked one more.

"It's because we humans talk about aliens and the universe more than the ocean and its strange creatures," he explained.

"To be honest, they're both terrifying," I told him. "We've only explored 5% of the ocean and 4% of the universe. However, I must confess that you are practically correct. We are so preoccupied with extraterrestrial species from outer space that we rarely discuss the mysterious creatures beneath the sea. Marine monsters and mythological sea animals, for all we know, could be much scarier than aliens."

“Alex! Stop frightening Zach!” Our mother warned me, "He might have a nightmare."

"Relax, Mom," I said gently, smiling, "Zach doesn't get afraid easily. He's gotten acclimated to my alien tales."

Our father was absorbed in the daily newspapers. He wasn't paying attention to what we were saying.

"Okay, but pray before you go to bed," our mother instructed Zach.

"All right, Mom," Zach respectfully said.

"And you, Alex!" Mom informed me.

I gave a nod.

I finished reading an e-book of HP Lovecraft's completed works. Penelope was watching a reality show on television. Hailey was looking through her social media accounts on her phone. On Wattpad, Zachary read horror stories. Our parents were sleeping. Later on, we all fell asleep. We got tired after our enjoyable trip.