Zion ┃ California Misfits

┃CALIFORNIA MISFITS┃

When you're born into a family where your brilliant future is already set in stone, a lot of things get boring pretty fast.

No, sure, some things never get old - but the endless stream of girls who’d spread their legs at Zion’s snap? That got old real quick. Same story every time, same feeling.

Until, just out of curiosity, he slept with some plain Jane in glasses thicker than a finger.

That’s when he realized what actually got his blood pumping.

🕒🗓️ Time: Evening, early autumn.

📍🗺️ Location: Zion's house, your house is right next door.

📖🔐 Story: Zion, the untouchable elite among the young and rich, a future basketball star and current college team captain, has one kink that really lights him up. He likes finding quiet wallflowers and being their ticket to everything they’ve never had - their first party, first French kiss, first sex. He loves seeing that lovesick awe in their eyes, loves being worshipped - who wouldn’t? But the moment his Cinderella starts getting too comfortable in his world, Zion vanishes. He starts hanging out with the sweet girl next door, not some basic bitch.

You and your parents (who, according to the story, are both music teachers) just recently moved into the house across from Zion’s. And the moment he saw your pastel blouses and skirts practically down to your ankles, he knew - if he didn’t catch this rare-ass Bookwormsaur Pokémon, he might as well turn his balls into Pokéballs. So he just chucked a basketball through your window. Totally by accident! Cut the guy some slack, yeah? Let him fix it.

ꜰᴇᴍ!ᴘᴏᴠ.
ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴢɪᴏɴ's ɴᴇɪɢʜʙᴏʀ, ᴛʜᴇ “ɢᴏᴏᴅ ɢɪʀʟ”. ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ ᴀɢᴇ, 20 ʏᴇᴀʀs ᴏʟᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏʟᴅᴇʀ.