Shapes&Fairies

Roberto wasn't like the other kids of the group. His parents weren't apart of the club. His parents were druggies who cared about their next fix more than their own son. At the age of eleven he feed, clothed, and watched over himself.

So when an annoying red headed girl who was way to fucking happy started trying to talk to him. He ignored her and brushed her off as much as possible. When a redheaded boy and girl with blue hair joined her. He hide far away from them and ran in the opposite direction every time he even saw a glimpse of them.

It was one of those times that he was hiding from them that he meet the shy kid named Norman. Norman was in his class and he honestly didn't pay any attention to the kid. Looking at him after knocking the kid over from literally running into him. He wasn't much.

Norman was scrawny with wired glasses and messy brown hair and covered in scars. The kid was holding a stack of books that had fallen over.

"Shit sorry. Here let me help you with those. " he scrambled to help and the kid freaked out trying to grab for the books before he did but he picked up the first book and blinked at it.

"Give it back!" The kid snatched the book from his hands and glared at him "what you gonna make fun of me too? Call me a Fairy Boy or some shit like that!?!"

"What?!?! No! Why would I do that?!?! Granted reading Drag Magazines is not what I expected but why the fuck do I give a damn what you do?!?!" He nearly shouted back in response to the small boys anger.

"Because other people are judgemental pricks. Or as my sister says 'over judgemental cock waffles who need to mind their own business and go fuck a cactus '" he shrugged while glaring at him.

Roberto couldn't help himself. That was the most ridiculous thing he had ever heard. He laughed hysterically. "Your sister is fucked up!"

Blinking Norman laughed with him and the two eleven year old boys stood laughing hysterically in the back of an alley way.

"I'm Norman by the way."

"Roberto." They smiled at each other when a girls voice broke the silence and sent chills down Robertos spine.

"Is he bothering you baby brother?" It asked and they both looked to see the red head he had been avoiding originally.

"Nah. He's my friend. "

Roberto blinked at that never having had a friend before. He watched as the scowl on the girls face morphed into an excited smile and her entire personality did a whole 180.

"Oh well that's good. I got you a new dress to try on but it can wait if you want to hang out with your friend. " she frowned and he wondered aloud at her.

"He wears dresses and you are fine with that?" He was confused. He never heard of anyone being alright with a boy wearing boys clothes.

"Of course. So he wears dresses and looks better in high heels than I ever could dream of. It happens and that's perfectly fine. " she looked stern again.

He found himself asking before he could think it through "Can I wear a dress too?"

Both looked at him smiling "of course! Come one we'll get the others and force Prince Charming to suffer through it!"

They dragged him with them and that was how he found himself making a whole crew of friends. It was a couple months later they learned his home situation and suddenly he was adopted by Charmings parents and he had a whole new family. He never regreted the day he ran right into the boy named Norman.