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Chapter 3 by Coy-toy Coy-toy

Who are you?

Justin

You really were the definition of the forgotten middle child. While your older sister was the no good trouble maker and your little brother was the precious baby, you were forging your own identity with good grades and athletics. Now in your senior year, you actually had a potential of getting a wrestling scholarship for some of the best colleges in the country. This was due to not only your skill, but the fact that despite attempting to build muscle you were still in a very low weight class, much lower than the best wrestlers normally were, so your competition was laughable.

You really didn’t get along with either sibling. Your brother mostly annoyed you, always trying to hang around you but acting the part of spoiled brat. He was also a giant nerd, massively into anime and everything Japanese he could find. But the one you truly disliked was your sister. It may be that her bad girl persona just made her a bitch, but you hated the rules you had to follow for years because of the screw up she was. You mainly saw her as a dumb slut, while she saw you as a goody two shoes.

You left your room with a yawn, on your way to the kitchen for a late night snack when you hear a weird noise in the hallway. You decide to go look for the source out of curiosity.

Where is the sound coming from?

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