Chris without his Porno | Ep-1

Chris: Mom, where are my socks, I couldn’t go to school, for fuck sake, where are my socks?

Mom: It would be in your mystery locker, where you keep all of your adult stuff and pretend there is nothing in there.

At this time, Chris would be astonished by the fact, how her mom got to know about his secret porn collection, and how he couldn’t shiver more.

By the way, my name is Himal, I write stories, in my fuckin / freakin mind. This is the first time I am literally writing it down, we should get back to the awesome story I was telling you.

Chris: What are you talking about, mom, I don’t even know what is porn?

Mom (in a sarcastic tone): Are you sure, because, your father told me you were enjoying it, last night.

Chris: I don’t think so, mom, I was watching Nicki Minaj videos.

Mom: Yeah, those slaps on her ass and my right hand swinging on your cheeks, you love it, don’t you?

This is first, and the last time we are talking about it. Now go and throw that nasty collection of erotica you borrowed from your friend or I will throw you in a boarding school.

Chris: Sure, I will never do that again.

Chris goes back to his room, literally picks up every porno he saved for himself, collect himself from all of the happiness he is about to give up and throw that porno bag in the garbage street with a swing.

Chris: I still couldn’t find my shitty socks?

Mom: Even I couldn’t let me know if you find some. Though I have your breakfast ready, come here and get some.

After eating a hell lot of carbs, Chris directly head away to his new life, his new school.

— — — — — — — — — — — AT HIGH SCHOOL — — — — — — — — — — —

Chris: Hey man, do you know where the hell 11-C is?

Draxler: I don’t know, I am a senior, that’s all I know. You look fresh meat and ugly, want to marinate yourself and then get squashed by my friends and me?

Chris: Man, I don’t know about bullying, but this is making me gay and funky, are you lord Varys from “GOT,” or your father is? Let me know by the end of the class.

Chris: Hey man, do you know where the hell 11-C is?

Wesley: Yes, take a right from exactly where are you standing right now, go left, hustle a bit and then, take three perpetual rights, you will reach your destination.

Chris: Thanks man, finally found a guy like you who has a face just like his nature — worthless. Give me the directions, or I will make you give them up.

Wesley (with a shivering voice): It is just behind you, amigo!

Chris: Cool!

Chris reaches to his class, goes straight to the last desk, and dozes off by just keeping his head on the table, & wakes up with the jingle of the class.

Chris (in his mind): Oh, that’s cool, finally between people who know how to behave. I wish my parents tried for this school earlier.

Teacher: Hey there, Chris Yunagi! It will be great if you can, please stand up and introduce yourself to the class.

Chris (in his mind): Hey guys, I came from a pretty poor school, of which I cannot even remember the name of. I am passionate about ignoring people since this morning, as I haven’t seen so much worthlessness walking around me, I love to stare at my mirror for hours as I couldn’t find a better-looking guy than me, except Ronaldo.

Chris (with his actual words): Hey guys, I am from Brooklyn, I love to read books, and I have a passion for playing football. I am looking forward to scoring in my future SAT’s, that’s it, for now.

Teacher: Great! I would love to help you score great in SAT’s, but first, you have to prove your worth in this class.

Chris: Sure, why not.

Shirley (whispering to Kimero): Wow, this guy is good at faking and lying shit, I wish I can be that!

Kimero (Whispering back to Shirley): Same here, girl!

— — — — — — — — — — Lunch @ HIGH SCHOOL — — — — — — — — — — —

Grisho (whispering to Chris): Hey, Chris! How are you? It looks like you are a real fan of porno!

Chris (speaks frighteningly): Where?

Grisho: The one which is on your left pocket of the bag, and the one is actually in your pocket.

Chris: Wow, looks like you are a fan or a stalker.

Grisho: Fuck you! I am perceptive.

Chris: I call that not minding your own business.

Grisho: I don’t care; people like you are worst!

Chris: I can see who’s the worst, the one who doesn’t care about other people or the one who just desperate to a peek into my life, back off, lady.

Grisho: Fine, but you won’t get away with this, pervert.

Chris was finally happy that he ultimately landed in some school that might help him buildng his future, but we all know life, it doesn’t happen as per our needs, because the way of life is exigent, so how does Chris can have something that good? right?

Next episode: “Link is not here, for now, just follow me and will get the notification in your mailbox, ;).”

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