The Prophecy Ch.1
Date: 10/7/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Black, Consensual Sex, Interracial, Group Sex, Older, Teen, Older, Teen, Teen, Author: StoryWeaver990, Source: sexstories.com
The Prophecy Ch. 1 This is a story I wrote on an alternative profile and have edited it so I can continue the story now. This story contains fantasy/magic within it and is the start of more interesting magical twists to come. If you’re not interested in the realm of seduction, fantasy, action, and adventure then you found the wrong story. “Life is boring,” that single consistent thought went through Luke’s mind. Although what else would be going through the mind of a eighteen year old high school guy while he sat in English class. The teacher was going over the proper word usage that Shakespeare portrayed in his works and the only thing Luke could think of was how many times the teacher was going to say the same thing. Now technically considered an adult, Luke had an overall grasp on how school ran and got enough high grades to stay a head of the course. Now a senior, he knew all the twist and turns and hidden rules of school, both outside and inside class. Which, leads to the point where he was about to die of pure boredom. At this point he was merely counting down the seconds until the bell rang. He ran the seconds through his head as the random thoughts bounced about in his skull. Two minutes. “I wonder if my last two classes will be this boring.” One minute forty seconds. “How much can a guy keep talking about a dead man’s writing?” One minute ten seconds. “I wonder what the girls are whispering about over there. Probably their latest crushes.” Twenty five seconds. “Why ... is this taking so long?” Ten seconds “I’d say freedom but I still have two more classes.” The bell finally rang with a high pitched buzz that had Luke shuffling from his desk within minutes. As soon as he left the class he was swallowed up in the sea of high school students that blended in a chaotic melting pot of faces and a buzzing noise that made Luke want to find some headphones. As he walked to his next class he could see the groups mashing together: athletes, preps, Goths, dorks, anarchists, bookworms, partiers and etc. What was sad was that he didn’t fit in any of these crowds. In fact compared to the crowd he didn’t stand out much at all in fact. He was 6ft with some of an athletic build to his frame that made him look more scrawny than skinny. His green eyes were covered by his messy dirty blond hair that almost came to his shoulders. Even his clothes didn’t stand out: grey jean jacket over a band t-shirt, black jeans, and tennis shoes. He didn’t fit in with any crowd since he had a mix of hobbies as well as talents but didn’t get so caught up with one thing. Instead of making many friends because of it, it seemed to distance him from others. He didn’t mind it at all though. Every time he did try and fit in with a crowd something just didn’t sit right with him. Some were too immature, others too unfocused, and most were just plain annoying. The groups seemed to be too far into their fashions, studies, parties, sports, or fads for Luke’s taste. It actually got on his ...