2 weeks with my cousin part 1

[niko777]

[COLOR=white]Here is a little story I'm having fun writing. Please understand that I'm not anglophone to start with and that I often make mistakes. I hope you'll like it. [/COLOR]

2 WEEKS WITH MY COUSIN PART 1

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[COLOR=white]?Could you babysit your cousin for, let?s say, 2 weeks? Please? You know your uncle and I are going on a trip and we couldn?t find anybody to?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]- Well, auntie, you see, I have a job, a life and I can?t take care of a 15 years old boy for that long, you know I?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]- Thanks a lot for saying yes, Scottie, we?ll be there tomorrow morning! Bye! Love ya!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]Nice. Now I had to take care of my cousin who was 7 years younger than me and who I had seen only twice in my entire life. Like all 15 years old boys, he would have this ?attitude? and would only want to play xbox or something like that. I hated teenagers. They reminded me of the younger me, the me I wanted to forget, the me who was rejected by girls and beaten by jocks in the locker room. Oh, well, I would just have to feed him and put him in front of the tv and everything would be all right, or so I thought. [/COLOR]

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[COLOR=white]I was doing my morning training routine when the bell rang. I was pretty proud of my body: at 5, 11?, I weighted a solid 175 pounds, had 16? biceps, a 44? chest and a slim 31? waist. I looked pretty good and it was thanks to my training and my dedication. I dropped the 35 pounds dumbbells I was curling pretty easily, put on a shirt and prepared myself for the worst. When I opened the door, the first thing I saw was the scarily-happy face of my aunt Brigitte. Too much make-up, too much boobs, too much everything. Then, when I saw my cousin Jonathan, I must say I was surprised. I thought he would be short, kinda dirty, have pimples and braces, but instead he was pretty tall (5, 8?), had a perfect golden skin, curly blond hair, green eyes and had a pretty good slim build (he must have weighted a good 130 pounds). His voice was pretty high pitched, but it was kinda cute. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]At last, him mom left, after saying ?goodbye? about a hundred times and telling me numerous jokes about dogs and cats. Gosh was she annoying. ?So, I said, it?s been a long time! What do you want to do during those 2 weeks?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]- Hum? I don?t know. May be watch some tv? Do you have an Xbox?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]- Yeah, sure, it?s all in the living room.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]I knew it. Television + video games + food = tranquility and peace. We watched tv and played video games for the whole day and I must say I was surprised to see that he was pretty intelligent and behaved extremely well. I guess my strange auntie had done a pretty good job raising him. I told him he could take my bed and that I would sleep on the couch, but he insisted on sleeping on the couch instead. He really was a good kid. [/COLOR]

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[COLOR=white]During the night, I woke up, hearing some strange noises. Metallic noises. The door of my training room was partially closed and the light had been turned on. I took a look and I must say I couldn?t believe my eyes: my cousin was lifting weights and boy was he shredded! As I said, he was about 5, 8? and weighted about 130 pounds, but he had no fat on his body. He was curling 25 pounds dumbbells quite easily and his biceps, which were about 12?, I guess, were all pumped, hard and covered with veins. Every muscle fiber was visible on every part of him. That gave me an idea. I suddenly opened the door, surprising him and making him drop the weights on the floor. ?I?m sorry, Scott, he said, I just couldn?t sleep and?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]- It?s ok, Jo, don?t worry about it. If you want, I can help you with your training and stuff. I?m your cousin, man. If you want to do or know something, just ask, ok? [/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]- Thanks. I guess I was just shy to ask you. You know, mom doesn't want me to workout, cuz she says it can be dangerous. I think she's kinda crazy. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]- Oh, really?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]- Yeah. So... hum... when can we start training?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]- What about tomorrow morning??[/COLOR]

[iceman75]

Nice start, I want to see where this goes!

[philat99]

Keep this one going, please. Great premise and promise!
Mike

[chocomus]

I like how this goes ^_^