Michael's POV 

March 13, 1996

I was sitting at the table with wrapping paper and tape all over the place making a mess that I was going to have to clean up after I'm done. 

Today is Nancy's birthday and I never knew it was hard buying stuff for a girl. I bought her that necklace she wears almost every day but I don't know what else she would want.

I ended up getting her a dress that might or might not be her size. I might just take her to the mall and let her pick out something.

I tape a part of the wrapping and let go just for the wrapping to come apart again. I groaned in frustration. "Mom! I need help!" I yelled. 

Mom came in worried and then laughed at me. I glared. "What?" I asked. "You have wrapping paper bits and tape in your hair. 

I looked up and patted at my hair. "What do you mean? How would it even get there?" I asked wiping my hair feeling around. 

"What'd you need help with?" She asked. "I can't wrap for the life of me," I said getting annoyed thinking about it. 

"Michael, it's not that hard to wrap paper." Mom said making me turn to her. I saw she was almost done wrapping the gift. 

"Wha-how?" I asked trying to get how she's so good at that. My thought was cut short when I heard a knock at the door.

I turned to the door then at mom. "I think that's, Nancy," I said. I walked over and opened the door to see Nancy's small self in front of me. 

"H-hi." She said shyly. "I smiled. "Hey," I said leaning on the door. "You know you have a mark on your chin and cheek and a smeared part on your forehead?" She asked. 

I touched my face and turned. "Oh is there? I wish my mother would've been so nice to tell me that other detail." I said. 

"Mom just laughed. "I will be back. Mom, please keep her company." I said running up the stairs to the bathroom. 

Once I got in there I saw what she was talking about and that there was tape in my hair. I sighed and went over to the counter with all the rags and started to wash my face. 

"How did I even get all this on me?" I mumbled to myself. I looked closer and realized my facial hair was coming back. 

My dad always wanted me to grow a beard but I feel like I wouldn't be Michael with a beard. I grabbed my dads razor and started to shave around my face. 

After I was done I looked everywhere to make sure nothing was on me anymore. I walked to the light and turned it off before exiting the bathroom. 

I started to make my way downstairs before I heard small giggles. I started to walk slowly. "And here's him in the bathtub." I heard making my eyes widened. 

I raced over to them and snatched the photo book they were looking at. "Michael." Mom said I was looking at me naked in the bath.

I felt my face get really red. "Mom, why are you showing her my naked baby pictures?!?!" I asked. "Michael, she's going to see it sooner or later." Mom said standing up. 

"Mom!" I yelled as she left the room. I looked at Nancy's red face that was smiling a bit. "No looking at my naked pictures," I said. 

"Why not?" She said standing up. She came closer and tried reaching for the book. I stepped back. "It's embarrassing," I said. 

"Let me finish looking." She said reaching for the book again. "No, What if I was in your home and looking at you in the bathtub naked?" I asked. 

"I'd be embarrassed and you're stronger than me so you'd continue to look while holding me down." She said. 

"Would not!" I said lying straight through my teeth. She's right, I would do that. "Michael, I know you." She said. 

"Oh, yeah?" I said. moving before she grabbed the book. I grabbed her by the waist so she'd stay in place. 

"Michael!" She whined. "You're not seeing me naked anymore," I said. She pouted which made me laugh. "What's so great about this book anyway?" I asked. 

"Y-you're adorable face." She said. I laughed and looked at her. "You're funny," I said setting the book down and lifting her up. "I'm not joking, Michael." She said. 

I pecked her lips before setting her back down but not letting go of her waist. "let's change the subject. I got you something and you're going to try it on." I said. 

"Now?" She asked. "If you want. It'd be nice if you tried it on now." I said. "What is it?" She asked. 

I held her hand and pulled her to the table to get her present. I grabbed it and dragged her upstairs. "You'll have to open it to find out," I said. 

We got upstairs and everyone's door was open except mine. I walked to my door and opened it. "Here you go," I said shutting the door. 

She walked over to my bed and sat down with the present in her lap opening it. I walked over to her and sat down beside her. 

She got it open and looked at the black dress. "In my defense... I don't know what to get you and I don't know your size." I said. 

"I'll try it on if you don't look." She said. I nodded and turned to face my wall. I felt her get up. I stared at the wall zoning out. 

I started to think of Talia. I think she likes me. She like taking pictures of me, like a stalker. I started thinking about me killing her. 

Her death wouldn't be as simple but painful. I would stab her in the stomach slowly and watch her screams as I take her guts out ripping them open. 

I'd stick my hand around grab her rib cage and start pulling it. She'd scream in agonizing pain while I watched. 

"Michel, It's kinda revealing don't you think?" I heard interrupting my thought. I turned and saw Nancy's dress on her. 

I was a bit short making her arm pull on it. you'd think it wouldn't show cleavage but it's pushing her bust-up, making it spill out almost. 

It's really skin tight. It shows everything like her bra and panty line. "Whoa." I breathed out. "I-is it bad?" She asked. 

"No," I said standing up and walking to her. "I'm just speechless. That's how... sexy you look." I said biting my lip seductively. 

She put on a small smile and looked down. "That's embarrassing, Michael." She said. "Do you need assistance taking that dress off?" I asked. 

She shyly put her hands up and I grabbed the hem of her dress before slipping it off of her. She crossed her arms and looked up at me with those innocent eyes. 

I wrapped my arms around her waist and slid them up to her bra. She bit her lip and pressed herself up against me. 

I unhooked her bra and slid my hands to the straps. I pulled them down her arms while she let her arms fall. 

I stepped back as the bra fell to the floor. I looked into her eyes and grabbed her hands. I guided her to my bed while I sat at the edge. 

I put her on my lap as I still looked into her eyes. "Michael..." She said quietly. I leaned in and kissed her lips. 

I pulled away and wrapped my hands around her waist. She looked down. I looked down and saw I got hard. 

I moved my hand so I could touch her chin. I raised her face so she wouldn't look down. I pecked her lips once more before making my way to her neck and kissing around. 

She wrapped her hands around the back of my neck. Her skin was so soft. I gripped her hips and started to move against her. She made little sounds.

I moaned into her neck feeling pleasure out of this. I made my kisses go down until I reached her breast. I started to suck on her nipple. 

She arched her back and made a tiny squeak. I released and looked up. Her eyes were closed. I went back to what I was doing to her. 

I still bucked my hips and played with her as much as possible. I'm still trying to learn how to pleasure her. I might have to ask... James. 

I then heard a knock making me jolt up still holding Nancy. I sat her down and she went to get her clothes on. 

I opened the door to see my mom. "Yes?" I asked. "Did the dress fit?" She asked. I want to kill her. I can't believe she cockblocked me. 

"It was to tight," I said biting my lip out of being a bit nervous if she heard or not. "Awe, I'm sorry." She said. "Me too," I said. 

[Skip To Later That Night]

I stood at James door rethinking if I should ask him anything. I took a deep breath before knocking and waiting patiently for him to open the door.

"Mom, go away I'm fine!" I heard. "It's Michael!" I yelled out a bit. The door then opened. I looked down to meet James' face. 

"Hey?" He said. "Hey... I... I have a question." I said. "About what?" He asked leaning on the door frame. "It's about... stuff..." I said looking to the right and then to the left. 

"You wanna come in?" He asked moving out of the doorway. "Yeah," I said hesitantly stepping into his room. 

I walked over to his bed and sat down on the edge looking up at him. He shut the door and came over to awkwardly. He grabbed a chair and sat in front of me. 

"So... What is this question?" He asked. "Um... I... I wanted to ask if you knew how to... to..." I paused feeling my cheeks heat up. 

"To pleasure a girl..." I whispered lowly. "Oh? You fuck a girl. It's that easy." He said. "No... I... I want to-" "Oh, without sex?" He asked cutting me off. 

I nodded while avoiding eye contact. "You could play with her tits." He offered. "I already-I want to pleasure her... down there..." I said. 

"Oh, well, you can always kiss her thighs and rub her clit slowly then go all out." He said. I nodded. Then there's a whole and you should finger her." He said. 

"Oh?" I said confused. "Start with one finger and then go with two to stretch her out so when you do fuck her she'll be used to it." He said. 

 "Okay," I said nodding. "Is there other things I can do?" I asked. "Well, you can always eat her pussy." He said. 

I looked at him strangely. "What? I don't want to eat her cat. She doesn't even have a cat." I said. "No, Her vagina." He said. 

"Why would you call it a pussy?" I asked. "I don't know but I call girls vaginas pussy's." He said. "Eat her?" I asked. 

"Like... licking, kissing, and sucking down there." He said. "Oh..." I said. "Yeah, teasing it fun so If she's about to cum its fun to stop then go all out." He said. 

So he's one of those guys... great. "I'd rather... just to get to it and let her feel pleasure," I said. "I'm surprised you're coming to me. I thought you'd have experience." He said. 

"Well, you thought wrong," I said. "Just... lick her whole vagina to see how she reacts then just go all out." He said. "All out?" I asked.

He nodded. "Oh, and girls take longer so expect to be down there for a while." He said. I nodded slowly. "And don't do anything to upset them." He said. 

"I... I won't..." I said getting up. "Are... are we done," I asked awkwardly. "I guess." He said getting up and walking over to the door. 

I walked over to the door. "Can... people not know about this?" I asked. "Sure..." He said shutting the door. I sighed and walked to my bedroom.

[Skip To The Next Day At History]

I was currently writing down notes and casually looking over to Nancy when I was done writing. The light from the sun was on her making her skin glow beautifully. 

She was continually glancing up and down at her notes and the board. She finally stopped stretched. I ripped a piece of paper and started to write. 

"Do you want to go out somewhere like a date I guess?" I wrote before folding it and throwing it at her. It hit her cheek making her look over at me. 

I mouth "I'm sorry" and pointed at the note that was now on the floor. She leaned over and grabbed it. She started unfolding and looked at it. 

She had a smile on her cute face. She started to write something. "I guess we're done with notes. We covered everything. You can pack up since class is almost over." The teacher said. 

I then looked back over to have something thrown in my face. I looked down and saw the paper. I swiped it up and rubbed my face. 

I unfolded the letter and started to read. "I would love to but, Maddie wants to see me at six so we'd have to rush." She said. 

I looked over to her seeing her mouth "Sorry". I nodded and put the note in my binder. The bell then rang causing me to get up. 

"I'm sorry, Michael," Nancy said coming towards me. "It's fine. Does this mean I have you till two-thirty to six?" I asked. 

"We can't go anywhere. You like to end up keeping me till late at night." She said starting to walk away. "What? You're the only person that doesn't annoy me." I said a bit loud. 

People started to look at me. I gripped Nancy's shoulders and pushed her a bit making her hurry up. "Jeez, Michael. What's the hurry?" She asked. 

"Nothing," I said lifting her up making her squeal. "M-Michael set me down." She whined. "Nah I said grabbing her books and putting her over my shoulder. 

"Michael!" She whined. "Michael, what are you doing to her?" Blondie said. "Rushing her. Hoping I can just ditch last period with her." I said passing Blondie. 

"Put her down," Blondie demanded. "Nah," I said making my way to my locker. "Mikey!" Nancy whined making me smile at the cutesy nickname. 

"Alright, alright," I said setting her down. "Sorry, I'm just happy," I said giving her a sweet smile. "What are you so happy about?" Blondie asked. 

"Like I'd tell you. It's for Nancy's ears only." I said grabbing her hand and dragging her to my locker. "I'll see you at six-thirty!" Nancy yelled. 

She then caught up and looked up at me. "So, why are you so happy?" She asked. "I don't know Nancy," I said opening my locker. 

She playfully punched me. I hugged her. "I love you," I said kissing her forehead. "I... I-I love you, too." She whispered like it was only for me to hear. 

[Skip To Nancy's House] 

"I'm sorry," Nancy said getting out of the car. "I don't mind," I said getting out of the car. We then walked over to her house. 

"I'll be quick then we can do what you're so happy about. What is it though?" She asked opening the door. "You'll just have to see," I said. 

"You're being so unfair, Michael." She said walking in. "I just know How to keep secrets unlike you," I said. "I keep secrets." She said.

"Like what?" I asked. "You... you being a..." She stopped and looked at me. "Well, thanks," I said. "I don't like what you do, but I love you so much... I feel safe somehow." She said. 

I put on a little smile. "You love me?" I asked. She nodded. "I-I just don't want to lose you..." She said. "Oh, really?" I asked. 

She walked into her room and I followed. "Yes..." She said quietly. I sat down on her bed and grabbed her stuffed bear. 

"Mr. bear wants you to come over and lay with me," I said. She turned to me and smiled. "I'm busy." She said. "To busy to lay with me and cuddle? I'd play with your hair." I said. 

"Hang on. at least let me change." She said exiting the room. I turned to my side and looked at her desk. There was a picture of her with her family.

It looked like her when she was really young with her mother and father. Her mother had a big belly. Nancy never really talks about her mom all that much but I wonder what happened.

I grabbed the photo and took a closer look. Her dad looks skinny and way better in this picture. "Hey." I heard making me look over. 

Nancy was in one of my sweaters and had fuzzy pants on. "Well, don't you look cute," I said sitting up. She walked over and looked down. 

"I see you were looking at my photo." She said. "Yeah, I wanted to get a closer look of you younger," I said. 

She climbed over me and laid down. "We took that two days before my mom died." She said. "I'm sorry," I said cuddling into her. 

"It's fine." She said. "How old were you in this photo?" I asked. "Eight." She said. I didn't say anything. "She died giving birth to my little brother." She said. 

I looked at her. "Then my little brother died three hours later..." She said making me hug her. "I'm so sorry," I said.  

"It's fine. There's no way I could've stopped it from happening." She said. I didn't know what to say. "I just wish I could see her again... I wish my dad could see her again." She said. 

"Is this why he..." I didn't want to finish. "Yeah... He blames me for what happened to mom." She said. "Nance?" I asked. 

"Hm?" She said looking away from the photo. "I hope someday you can get out of this," I said. "What do you mean?" She asked. 

"I mean... like moving away from here and starting new," I said. "By myself?" She asked. "Well, I was hoping with me," I said. 

She smiled. "I'd like that." She said. I kissed the top of her head and just laid down with her. She cuddled into me. 

"Thanks, Michael."