Characters:
John: A 14 year old boy, who has just started high school. He has long brown hair, and hazel eyes. He's rather attractive and very conceited. Treats his sister poorly. Although John is short for his age, he is still taller than most of the girls.
Michelle: John's 10 year old sister. Like John she has brown hair, but she has dark blue eyes. She's been planning her revenge on John for a while, and is in grade five.
Lindsay: Michelle's best friend. Attends the same school as Michelle, is in the same grade, and likes the same stuff as Michelle. She hangs out with Michelle a lot, and as such has been bullied by John quite a bit. She looks up to Michelle.
She has blond hair and blue eyes.
Marie: An 11-year old friend of Michelle and Lindsay. She has long red hair, and green eyes, and is very attractive. She has begun to develop physically, and is taller than John. Has a bit of a reputation as a heart-breaker, who has dated several boys. She has a crush on John.
Anne: A 10 year old who is friends with Michelle and Lindsay, but has always envied Lindsay, as she wants to be Michelle's best friend. She is big for age, and is a tomboy, with a few older brothers. This has led to her being rather strong, and quite scrappy. She has short brown hair, which has been cut into a boy's haircut.
Claira and Sarah: Twins who are friends with the girls. They look very similar, and are hard to tell apart. Both have long blond hair, and brown eyes. The only way to tell which one is which is that Claira usually wears glasses.
Chapter 1: Captured, (or The Smell of Defeat)
This happened to me a few years back, when I was 14. I had a 9 year old sister who I would bully relentlessly. I was really rather cruel, sometimes I would throw her around just because I was bored. Due to this she ended up resenting me, and often called me names, which only made me throw her around even more. This all changed on her tenth birthday.
My parents were out of town for the weekend, and my sister was having some of her friends over. I was put in charge of them, and I had instructed them to leave me alone, as I had no interest in spending time with those losers. I was playing Call of Duty when I heard a knock at the door. I went to open the door, and was shocked when six little girls came running into my room. This took me off guard, but I was determined to defend myself. Two of the shorter girls grabbed my legs and I was left unable to run away, and although I was able to fight off two of the girls going for arms for a while, I was brought down by the fifth girl who dove into my stomach and knocked me to the ground.
Before I knew what was happening the girls had me pinned to the ground, with one sitting on each of my limbs, and another on my upper chest. It was then that my sister slowly walked in and looked at me, as if she was a lioness stalking an antelope. "Not so tough now big brother" she said with a smile. "What the hell do you think you are doing! You stupid little idiot, get these freaks off of me now" I screamed, this was infuriating. "Haha, I'd talk nicer to us, since now we own you! Gag him Lindsay" my sister instructed.
The girl on my upper chest seemed confused, "With what Michelle" she asked. "Your socks." my sister said, and the girls all started to laugh. Lindsay slowly took off her baby blue socks, and dangled them inches above my face, "Open up," she said sweetly. "Go to hell Lindsay!" I shouted back, Lindsay was almost as annoying as my sister.. But before I closed my mouth she shoved the socks in my mouth and hand gagged me to keep me from spitting them out.
"Okay girls, lets bring him to my room, Lindsay make sure he doesn't spit those socks out" my sister instructed. So the girls all grabbed a limb and carried me to my sister's room, while Lindsay held the socks in my mouth. When they got to her room, they dropped me on her bed, and quickly pinned me down again. "Let's make sure he won't be leaving anytime soon" my sister commanded. "Lets tie him up with these" Claira suggested, holding up some of my sisters underwear. "ARGHAALLABGH" I wanted to scream, but Lindsay had rested her leg across my face, and it was covering my mouth so I was unable to spit out her gross sweaty socks. I don't know if you have ever had someone else's worn socks in your mouth, but the taste is awful, and that sweet sickly taste was stuck in my mouth. The girls who were sitting on my legs, crawled up my body so they could help the others tie each of my hands to Michelle's bedposts. I tried to struggle , but there were a lot of hands fighting against mine and Lindsay was slapping me regularly, so I was having a hard time defending myself.
Once they finished they all got off of me and observed their handiwork, and taunted me. "Haha now he's ours" Anne exclaimed. "John you look so cute when your helpless" Marie teased. There was no denying that for an eleven year old Marie was hot, and if she had been my age, then I probably wouldn't have been so freaked out by her crush on me. I couldn't say the same for Anne, who I had affectionately started calling the moose, she was a fat, ugly, freak, just the kind of girl my loser of a sister would hang out with.
"Well John, why don't you boss me around now? Why don't you tell me what to do? Why don't you push me around? Face it John, your about to get what you deserve. You've been treating me like crap for years! But I'm not your little sister anymore, now your gonna be my little brother, and my slave" Michelle screamed. "Wow nice speech you little brat, now untie me or I'll make you wish you were never born" I responded coldly. My sister looked shocked, as if she couldn't believe I was ruining her "moment", and she was contemplating what she could say to respond.
She never got the chance as Lindsay crawled on top of the bed and straddled me and slapped me as hard as she could, producing a loud smacking sound. "How dare you address your master like that! And you took my socks out of your mouth!" Lindsay came to Michelle's defence, and forcefully opened my mouth and shoved her socks back into my mouth. "As punishment for taking the socks out of his mouth he should have to deal with all of our socks!" Sarah shouted out. As soon as she had suggested it all of the girls took off their socks, and shoved them into my face, and suddenly I was covered with their smelly socks, and all I could see was a flurry of pastel-coloured fabric. "We should make him smell our feet too" Claire added, and suddenly there were twelve dirty, smelly feet rubbing against my unprotected face. Man I hated those twins! "I hope your having fun baby bro, because this is only the start! When we are finished with you, your gonna regret the way you treated me." my sister said as she rubbed her feet over my mouth. This was not gonna end well.
End of Chapter One!