All I Want Is You Baby (BoyXBoy)

Chapter 1 I Like It!

Hello, my name is Kate Roberts. I am a guy.
Yes bitch, your entire life is a lie. Go kill yourself this instant because I hate my name and you hate your life or you won' be reading books if you had friends! Losers!

Back to me since you seemed overly concerned about my life than your own. I'm a student at Kerlin County High, California. They say everyone has something they are good at, right? I tried searching for that one thing I'm good at but I'm already 15, sleeping in my bed as a high school freshman and I think, I'm still searching what the fuck am I good at? 

I've always been a goof. I'm not good at studies, just an average student you have here, not good at sports, forget music, I only like the superior instrument—Violin, and somehow I convinced my parents to buy one for me, but whenever I play it, our neighbors complain that it seems as if someone has died  when they hear me playing it. Hey, it's not that bad, is it? Learn to respect talent, old hags! What's left, painting? I just don't know what to say. I completely destroyed the art room the last time I entered it which was a week ago . Now, they have banned me from the art room. Could you believe that they specially made a 'banned' poster with my handmade sketch as the background of that poster? Ridiculous! When I first saw that poster, I looked at my portrait—

"I don't have gap tooth! EVEN THE POSTER ME LOOKS CUTER THAN REAL ME!"
What am I saying? I'm ugly in the poster and in real life.
Pardon, but I'm very loud. Most of my life was spent in shouting, the rest in trying not to die. There's nothing like speaking normally for me.

I tried cooking, but I almost, note that I said almost, burnt the house. . .While cutting apples. See, shit happened, okay? I'm pretty sure I can burn water if I'm told to boil it. Not everyone was born to impress Gordon Ramsay! Some people were there to annoy him because who doesn't like a white chef turning red just at your mere presence?

Bad luck is like a chewed gum God threw on the ground and I somehow rolled all over it. I've been pretty miserable ever since I was born. People just don't leave me alone! I wasn't alone even in my mother's womb—My sister was kicking me all the damn time! Yes! I have a bratty twin sister. Anna fucking Roberts. I am the elder one by the way because apparently she kicked me so many times while we were in the womb that I was dying to come out of that bloody hell. Born with bruises. Anna always acts like she the elder one. I will tell you why but first let me tell you what kind of person she is so that we can strengthen our friendship by having a common object of hatred.

Let's talk about Anna Roberts: 'The Queen'. You must be wondering, what's with that lame title, right? I thought that too, but later found out that people can literally do anything to get that title. It's either fuck or get fucked. I know something's wrong with this generation's head. Yes, I am included. She was given this title because unlike me, she is good at studies, she can dance, she can play the piano, she can cook, and above all, she knows makeup, which apparently makes her pretty.

Yep! In this world, all that comes first is looks! Don't deny that! Once a guy got jealous of another good looking guy, Alex of class 1-A, my class, and gave us one hour lecture about inner beauty and shit like that. I have a very annoying habit. Doesn't matter if it gets me in trouble, I will always speak my mind. It's like a sixth sense and I've named it sharp tongue! So I ended up saying "Dude, stop it! You only say that because you're not as hot as Alex!" I just let my tongue do the job, and those hoes won't be looking for me again~

Man, that day, it was the first time I did a sprint from my school to house, with twenty four bulls after me. And I knew, that if I stopped, I would become sauce. They were jocks and I'm a geek. One slap and I'm squashed like a mosquito, giving off the saltiest sauce in human history—My blood.

As if life hadn't fucked me enough, Brandon Johnson fucked my sister. Hey! I'm the elder one and I'm still a virgin. Someone look at my marbles!
"Kate! Wake up! Are you mumbling shit in your sleep again?" Anna shouted from outside my room. She has that squeaky hateful voice like me. I hate Anna and because I look like her. So, I hate myself.