Chapter 1

I was just minding my own business, walking toward the school bus, when I heard voices behind me. I couldn’t distinguish them at first, but after a while, I recognized Kara’s voice, and then Charlie’s. Kara Malloy and her first cousin, Charlie Malloy. They were both cheerleaders. I didn’t know for sure why they hushed their voices, but they did, and so I listened more intently. It was a bit of a struggle, since my autistic brain had auditory processing issues like most such brains. Even so, I caught the last part as I replayed it in my mind.

“Cute butt, don’t you think?” Kara told Charlie.

“Sure, but he’s ... such an awkward loner. I don’t know why. Maybe he’s just shy. He just really doesn’t ... talk. Period. Not to most people. And he ... looks at you ... it’s ... uncanny. He looks at you like he’s ... not just ogling you ... like he’s ... searching your soul. It’s ... beyond creepy. It’s terrifying. Maybe for me, it’s partly because he’s taller than me ... even taller than you, and you’re tall for a girl. He’s tall ... and scrawny ... and he’s just ... scary ... but, yes, he has a nice, tight ass ... and nice abs,” Charlie explained her attitude.

“Yeah, but he can’t actually scan your soul, you know. He’s a guy. They can’t even read your minds, which is ... so frustrating. They love to remind us that they can’t read our minds. If they can’t do that, they definitely can’t scan our souls. Trust me, it’s just your hackles, okay? I think that he’s cute,” Kara repeated.

“Yes, he is ... but he’s also scary. He’s cute ... and scary. Weird as fuck, right?” Charlie snickered.

“Yes, well, look at that bulge ... and let’s keep our voices down. We don’t want Dan to hear us, right? Besides, maybe he’s gay,” Kara reminded Charlie to keep the volume low.

“Holy smokes ... he’s ... oh, fuck, he does have a nice ... package ... that’s not his limp dick, is it?” Charlie blushed a bit.

“I think so. Imagine how it looks fully hard. Oh, man, I got to find out! Don’t you?” Kara giggled.

“Are you sure about that ... do we want to play with a guy like that? We have boyfriends, after all,” Charlie reminded her.

“Oh, it would be harmless. No harm, no foul. Just scratching an itch. Just satisfying our curiosity. Like cats. My pussycat definitely purrs at that thought. Besides, we fool around and they don’t mind that. We’ll make it up to them later somehow. We always do,” Kara licked her lips.

That was when I had enough. I turned around and glared at both of them. I was deliberately as menacing in my expression as I could be, mostly just to see how they reacted to me. I wanted to scare them, for the satisfaction of that and my own curiosity. I already knew that sleeping with them was a lost cause, so why not intimidate them, at least a little? There was a bit of pent-up frustration and resentment there, I won’t lie. Why not? Girls like this would never give me the time of day and they dared to treat me as a fucking guinea pig or lab rat? Fuck them!

“Woah, dude ... sorry ... we didn’t mean offense, okay? We just ... you know, we ... um were, you know,” Kara stammered now.

“Objectifying me, the very thing that girls complain about with guys? You ladies are such fucking hypocrites! Fuck you!” I told them off as I decided against the bus and opted to walk home.

It wasn’t that far away. Charlie got this weird look on her face now. It hardened for a second, after which Kara looped her arm and followed me. I continued to walk away from them. They continued to follow me. I kept walking, now faster, to get away from them. They pursued me now, moving like lionesses toward a fucking zebra. For some odd reason, they wouldn’t leave me alone now. I kept walking to get away from them, but they kept chasing me.

I didn’t want them to know where I lived, so I began walking in the opposite direction from my home, leading them on a confusing path, with the intention of losing them and then going home. I wasn’t sure why they kept pursuing me, but I wasn’t in a fucking mood to deal with their crap. It was nice that they appreciated my body, I didn’t mind that kind of objectification (who the fuck does ... that’s just stupid!), but being treated as some kind of hamster who needs to be studied as a science project ... that was unreal!

Anyway, I was finally where I could hide in an alley in another area, far away from my house, and thought that I was safe. What I didn’t know was that they knew this area better than I did, being from that part of town. I ventured out for a hot minute to get back on my path home and that was when they spotted me. Kara grabbed me for a second, after which Charlie did so, both of them sweating under their clothes, as it was only early fall, not toward winter yet. My two classmates then pressed against me and touched my face.

“Look, we just want to talk, okay? Is that so bad? We just want to talk to you, Dan. What’s going on inside your head?” Kara told me, even as her hands roamed my body.

“Yeah, man ... look ... I guess that we talked a bit louder than we should have. Kara here warned me. I’m glad that I didn’t listen, though. We wouldn’t have this beautiful moment of bonding and intimacy otherwise, right?” Charlie told me, even as she began unzipping my pants.

“What the hell are you girls doing? Don’t you have boyfriends or something? Oh, wait, I’m a curiosity to you, aren’t I? A sideshow freak or a lab rat, right? I don’t want to talk to you. You’re the sort of girls who normally treat me like mud scraped off the bottom of your shoes, right? So, just go back to ignoring me and I’ll go back to fantasizing that you’re actually the sort of girls whose inner beauty matches your outer, okay?” I snapped, even as Charlie hiked up Kara’s skirt and slid her panties down for her.