Okay, well, here's the first chapter of my first story. It'll get more
developed and interesting in later chapters, I promise! And this prologue
is the only one in first person POV; the rest are pretty much third
If you have any suggestions, I'll try to be a good person and comply; if
you have helpful criticism, I'll try to be a good person and comply; but if
you have evil criticism and tell me you hate what I'm writing about, then
I'll try to be a good- wait, what am I saying? If you're evil to me, I'm
gonna be evil to you! Muahahaha!!
Okay, I'm better now. Enjoy my story. It's my baby!
Let's start with the basics: my name's Tero Markkinen, I'm 16 years
old, and I've got a huge issue. I really should explain how this issue came
about, so here goes:
I was at one of my sister's plays a year ago. Now, I love Terttu and
all, but seeing a first grade play just doesn't do it for me. So, I decided
to focus my attention on something more interesting.
Raakel Kaikki. Pretty, intelligent, beautiful, funny, gorgeous. did I
say she was good-looking? Anyway, it was her popularity that was my
It was a doomed relationship before it began, which it never actually
did. She was a prep; me, a punk. And if you're ever been to high school,
you know those groups just DON'T mix. Her friends hated my friends (pretty
much only my twin cousins), who in turn hated her friends (pretty much the
whole school) right back. I always kinda had this thing for her, though.
So, that night I saw her in the lobby during intermission. She's got
a brother in Terttu's class, so I guess she got dragged along like I did. I
figured that, since I didn't see any of her friends around, it was safe to
talk to her.
"Hei, Raakel," I said smoothly to her as she walked by. I had set up
the opportunity by telling my cousins, Niko and Ville, that I was going to
the restroom. They're my age, so they were as bored as I was and took no
notice of my departure.
"Oh. um, hei, Antero," she said. I was elated; she knew my name!
"You get dragged along to this play, too?"
"Yeah. My little brother, Pasi, is in it. It's pretty boring, huh?"
"Yeah, even Niko and Ville can't snap me out of it." I was actually
talking to the girl of my dreams!
"Must be pretty bad. At least you've got friends along." And she was
talking to me!
"It's still pretty boring though."
"Yeah. I wish they at least had something to do during these stupid
"Well, we could always find a nice corner and wildly make out." I had
meant it as a joke, dammit! A joke! Why couldn't she just have laughed? If
only she had been joking when she replied.
"Sounds like a plan to me; just don't tell anyone."
And with those fatal words, she took my hand, we found a corner, and
we, well, started wildly making out!
All too soon, people were going back into the auditorium, signaling
the end of intermission. But, seeing as we were both a little preoccupied,
neither Raakel or I noticed this, until my mom came looking for me. and
that's when it happened.
Now, my mom's not the subtle type and she's very old fashioned, as in
"don't so much as hold hands before you're married!" She couldn't find me
when intermission ended, and Ville and Niko didn't know where I was, so she
came looking for me. And, unfortunately, she found me.
For a woman only 5 feet tall, she's got a pretty strong voice that
carried really well, which she proceeded to use to announce my presence and
actions to the entire crowd, including Raakel's parents.
"Antero Kimmo Markkinen! Get your tongue out of that slut's mouth and
get over here! This is supposed to be a night with your family, not your
And thus, I was condemned. After that night, Raakel refused to even
look at me again. She told the whole story to her friends, who in turn told
all their acquaintances, and soon every girl in the school began to hate
me. Some of them ignore me; some of them tease me. But all the girls, preps
and punks alike, hate me. I know this sounds like I'm exaggerating, but it
honestly ruined my life.
No girl in the entire village of Niemi will talk to me seriously.
They seem to think I'm just looking for an easy girl, that all I want in a
relationship is sex, which isn't the case at all. I'm just not that way;
neither are Ville and Niko.
Speaking of my cousins, they don't joke with me about it, because
they can sympathize. Although my mom is only their aunt, she can (and does)
cause hell for them.
As I said, she's very old-fashioned, and just doesn't understand the
logic of teenagers these days (then again, who does?). A couple of weeks
ago, she yelled at Ville to pull up his pants, which he always wore with
the waist resting on his hips - just like every high school kid in Niemi.
She threatened to pull his pants down if he didn't pull them up. He didn't;
she made true her threat.
Another thing Mom doesn't get is the idea of males having piercings.
She makes a huge fuss about the tiny silver loop in Niko's left ear; she
even tried to pull it out once. Good thing she doesn't know about his
Anyway, that's how I got to be sitting all along, a year later, in a
huge meadow of wildflowers, pondering existence. I've thought about the
past year, in which no female between the ages of 14 and 19 would talk to
me. I don't know what to do. What can I do?
Okay, that was the prologue! (Thank you Captain Obvious. lol) I hope you
liked it! If you did, then review and let me know. Heck, even if you hated
it, review and let me know, just be nice about it! I'll also try to be good
about updating =) Love you all!