Day 132 – Lucie – YouChallenge Short Story

“So when are you going to make your move?” He says as he slaps Peter on the back.

“Gross, why the hell would I do that?”

“Because she’s French man, and you know what they say about chicks from France?”

“What? They speak French?”

“No man, that they’re hot and go all the way on the first date, and she’ll be sleeping under the same roof as you, you’d be absolutely crazy not to try something!”

“I don’t even know what she looks like.”

“She’s French man, she’s going to be hot, I swear, if you don’t tap her, I will.”

“Shut up,” Peter says as he shoves Kyle away, both boys freeze in places as they hear a car pull up in the driveway, signalling the return of his parents with their new house guest. Peter feels the sweat suddenly seep out of his pours, nervously wiping his hands on his trousers as he hears car doors close. He gives Kyle a quick glance and rolls his eyes when he sees the big grin on his face, he turns away, secretly breathing into his hands and almost passes out as he wafts in his own, stale, garlic infused breath. It’s then that the door swings open and his Father steps in, carry two large suitcases, a huge smile on his face.

“Peter, go help your Mother will you?”

“I’ll help Mister Winters,” Kyle says as he rushes out the door, coming back in a few moments later with another two suitcases, looking white as a ghost. He locks eyes with Peter, shaking his head vigorously, seconds later he’s followed in the door by Peter’s Mother and Lucie, who is without a doubt, the most beautiful girl Peter has ever seen. She smiles at him, he feels his cheeks instantly go red, but, like Kyle, the look his mother gives him also is one of perplexed confusion.

“Pete, this is Lucie, Lucie this is my son Peter. Treat him like your brother,” his father says as he grabs Peter by the shoulders.

“H-h-hi,” Peter says as he holds out his hand.

“Hello Peter, it’s awesome to meet you, your Mother and Father have told me all about you,” Lucie says, in a deep, deep husky voice, grabbing his hand tightly and vigorously shaking it.

Peter stands there for a few moments, not knowing what to say or do, but his father quickly sees his difficulties and takes control of the situation.

“Peter, why don’t you show Lucie to her room and show her where everything she needs to know is while you’re there, you know, give her the grand tour,” his Father says to Peter as he squeezes his shoulders, Peter buckles with pain, gritting his teeth and forcing a smile.

“S-S-S-Sure, it’s down this w-w-w-way,” he says as he leads Lucie down to the back of the house. “This is your room here,” he says as he opens the door. “It used to be my sisters room, but she’s moved to Brisbane with her boyfriend.”

“Lucky for me,” Lucie says as she grabs Peter, dragging him into the room, slamming the door behind them, fifteen minutes later Peter stumbles out of the room and into his, where Kyle sits waiting.

“What the hell happened to you?” Kyle asks as he helps Peter to his bed.

“You were right, you were so right,” Peter says as he collapses on the bed. “She just wants to have sex, that’s all she wants, man it was amazing,” he says as he passes out.

Meanwhile across the hall….

“It will be simple high-overload, I have already placed my seed in the boy, the town will follow and then the rest of this vile world and we will…” A knock at the door interrupts her report, she quickly closes the small device and opens the door and pulls Kyle in, “I’ve been waiting for you,” she says as she slams the door shut.

 

END

 

The challenge was, ‘the exchange student comes to stay.’

One Comment Add yours

  1. Really cool. It could be a good start for a great science fiction story

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