Buzz
Chapter 1
Ryan
6 years ago
It was my first year in Caltech university studying computer science. I already knew most of the shit that was being taught but I needed it on paper. I could have taught this class myself when I was 12. I had skipped two years in high school and started college at 16, so I was younger than most of the student body. Putting it mildly? I am a mother-fucking genius.
I loved computers and that technical side of things. I didn’t have a computer growing up, but the teacher who taught us computing in school let me use the old one in their classroom during free periods and lunch time. I started watching videos online and reading books about how to do things, the IT teacher, Mr. Blake, was pretty cool too. He would help me when I asked him about anything.
I first found that I had a talent for hacking when I was 13. The bank had taken the last bit out of my mom’s bank account because of bullshit charges, so I hacked in and got it back. It was only $27, so I don’t think they even knew it was gone.
I grew up in one of the shittiest and poorest areas in the whole of America. Winston Heights, Texas. Every day, we heard of someone dying of starvation. The old, the young and the infants. It hit anyone. It was just my mom and me. My deadbeat “dad” had walked out on us when I was still in diapers. My mom had to work 2 jobs just to keep the roof over our heads. A sixteen-year-old chick who used to sneak her boyfriend in, used to babysit me when my mom worked late. They used to get up to all sorts when I was in another room- I knew what a blowjob looked like when I was nine. They really didn’t care that I was still awake, whenever they felt like it, they would fuck.
I was 9 years old when my teacher, Mrs. Booth, realized that I was advanced and bumped me up a grade. Then I was bumped up again in tenth grade. All my classmates were 15, I was still 13, so I didn’t have any friends in school.
I didn’t care about shit like that. I went to school, I was taught basic shit that I already knew, and then went home for a cheese sandwich and a packet of ramen or a tin of beans for tea. My mom was never there to make tea, she was always at her second job, and wouldn’t get home until around 8pm. We weren’t ridiculously poor; we were doing better than the majority of Winston. My mom was able to pay all the bills on time and we always had food in the cupboard. It wasn’t great food, but still, at least it was edible. I was a growing lad, constantly fucking hungry.
I continued the trend of a cheese sandwich and a bowl of ramen or a tin of beans after I left home to attend the most prestigious college for geniuses, such as yours fucking truly. There were a few kids in my class that were equally as good as I was, but I also had numbers. I was a god damned human fucking calculator. It was fucking crazy how quick I could do math. I could recite the first 300 digits of pi without even having to think about it. Who the fuck needed to know pi though, it was something I would probably never even use.
I didn’t know what I wanted to do when I left college. I needed a job, I needed money. I needed to stay the fuck away from Winston Heights and I needed my mom to get out of there too. I wouldn’t have been able to attend college without my “scholarship”. The fuckers didn’t even want me at first. I had no proof, but I was certain it was because of where I was from.
I got my acceptance letter from Caltech a few days before the rejection letters started coming in for a scholarship. I had applied to more than 30 companies, I had a letter of recommendation from my guidance counsellor from school, also had a handwritten letter of recommendation from the head teacher. Didn’t fucking matter though. Those fuckers would have taken one look where I was from and put it in the ‘fuck no’ pile.
I started researching the companies again straight away, and when I found the company with the biggest annual turnover and the CEO who looked like a fat cunt, I decided that was the one who would give me my scholarship. Yeah, I was breaking the law, which I said I wouldn’t do, but I had no choice. I’d be stuck here forever if I didn’t attend college. So, I hacked their computers. In my defense, it was the easiest system I’ve ever hacked. Their security was shit. I managed to find the documents I needed and added my name to the middle of the list. I wasn’t putting it at the bottom, more chance of being caught. I’m not fucking stupid which we have already established.
A week later, I got the letter accepting my application for a scholarship. I was going to fucking Caltech university. My mom cried. She couldn’t stop telling me how proud she was. Yeah, I was a big fucking tough man, but not when it came to Miss Cobain. She was my biggest supporter and cheerleader. She knew how smart I was from the age of 2. I had done some shit that I don’t even remember, but apparently, I shouldn’t have been able to do it until I was 8 or something.
I was in my bedroom packing my shit to go to college when my mom knocked on my door. “Baby? Can I come in?” She asked. I walked to the door and pulled it open. She held 2 mugs in her hands and had an envelope tucked under her arm. She came in and sat down on the bed (checking first- like I said, I’m a growing man and had needs), and then handed one of the mugs to me. “Ok, Ryan, before you go off to college, I wanted to give you something. I’ve been saving up whatever I could after I paid the bills and groceries, it isn’t much but hopefully it will help you until you get a job.” She passed the envelope to me. I opened the envelope and a shit load of bills fell out. There must have been around 2G’s.
“What the fuck mom?!?” I yelled. “Where the fuck did you get this?” “First, watch your language, you know I don’t like you speaking to me like that. Secondly, I just told you. I haven’t been buying much for the last few years. I was trying to save up anyway, but when you kept skipping grades, I had to save a bit more. I haven’t wasted a dime, whatever I had left in my purse, went to your college fund.” I was speechless. I don’t think I had ever been lost for words. My mom had gone without for the last few years, just so I had some money to get me by till I got a job. I dropped the cash on my bed and pulled her up. I could feel my eyes filling up, I wasn’t a pussy, by all means, but this shit touched me.
***AUTHORS NOTE***
Thank you all for reading chapter 1 of Buzz!
This is book two of the series, The Titan Kings MC.
Please make sure to check out book one, Axel, only available on GoodNovel.com.
Chapter 2RyanI moved to a college dorm two weeks later, my mom was able to get the time off work so she could help me move in. I hated it when she cried as she was leaving. I started my first class soon after. They were surprisingly hard. I didn’t struggle with them, but it was the first time I had to actually think about something I was being taught. Shit just came naturally to me. I was housed with another first year, Oliver, he was 18, but didn’t seem to care that I was only 16. He gave me a beer on our first night. Because I had spent the last few years with people older than me, I was more mature than most guys my age.Before I knew it, it was Christmas. I was able to fly home for the holidays. I worked in a coffee shop near to my dorms, I was pretty lucky that I didn’t have a lot saved up. I needed a job quicker than a lot of the other students, so when I went in the local coffee shop near my dorm, look
Chapter 3Julia“You did what?!?” I yelled, jumping up off of the sofa. “Why the heck would you do that?” Still yelling, now I was pacing up and down our living area. I couldn’t believe Emmy! She had gone back to the coffee shop and spoke to him. “I can’t show my face there again now! What the hell is wrong with you?” I cried. “Jules, relax! We just talked, I wanted to know if he was worth the inner turmoil you seem to be going through.” She spoke softly, trying to calm me down. “That’s not your place! God! I’m with Riley, you remember him? My boyfriend! I am not looking to meet anyone else; it doesn’t matter that I am attracted to him. I won’t do that to Riley.” Emmy was silent. After a few minutes, she nodded and then walked away. “Riley’s a jackass. You deserve better- and in my opinion, Ryan is better.” She said as she
Chapter 4RyanIt had been around 4 weeks since I saw Julia. It was strange but I missed her. I had barely spoken to her. Yet I fucking missed her. I was desperate for her to come back into the coffee shop. I looked up every time the door dinged, announcing a new customer. I could slap the shit out of myself sometimes.I had been back for around a week when I saw her again. I didn’t see her in the coffee shop- no. I saw her around campus. I hadn’t seen her round campus before. I decided to be creepy as fuck and follow her. I didn’t know what her major was, I didn’t know her professors. I didn’t know anything about her. I crept behind her as silently as I could, I mean, not right behind her. I would definitely get caught that way. I hung back a bit, always making sure there were a few people between us. That way, if she turned around, I could pretend I hadn’t seen her. She walked into an econom
Chapter 5JuliaI was lying on my bed in my room, studying, when my cell buzzed, alerting me to a message. Ah, Riley had called. I didn’t even hear my phone. I dialed the voicemail box and listened to the voicemail Riley had left. “Hi baby, I’m sorry I won’t be able to come over tonight, I forgot about a test in English Lit I have tomorrow so I’m just going to stay home to study. I’ll call you tomorrow.” I sat back confused. I pressed redial and listened to the voicemail another time trying to find the hidden message. My friend is in the same class and she hadn’t mentioned having a test, I had been with her this afternoon. Still, I decided to call her just in case. I scrolled through my phone until I found her number. “Hey Jen, listen, bit of a random question, but do you have a test in English Lit tomorrow? Riley cancelled our plans because he had to study.” “No, we had
Chapter 6JuliaIt didn’t register to me until the next day that I was single again. I woke up, immediately noticing the pain in my right fist. It took me a good 30 seconds to remember what happened the night before. Riley cheating on me. Seeing him in the middle of performing oral sex on someone who wasn’t me. We hadn’t had sex yet, but we had done stuff. I hated that I still had that vision in my mind. I felt guilty about the other girl though, she didn’t know about me, why would she? It wasn’t like Riley would say “oh I have a girlfriend, but she won’t fuck me. Do you want to do it?” I shook the images out of my mind. I was newly single, Riley could go and fuck everyone on the planet for all I cared. I was done with him. I could no longer trust him.Emmy had been a god send. She found some clean underwear and pajamas in my drawer and lay them on the bed for me. I got changed and
Chapter 7RyanWe had been hanging out for a few weeks. I was trying my best to be a good friend, but fuck if I didn’t want her. Julia and Emmy had been hanging round the coffee shop as often as they could without missing classes or falling behind. I started going round to their place a lot more often too. I was getting closer to her; I could feel her eyes on me sometimes whenever she thought I wasn’t watching, I always found an excuse to tough her, leaving my fingers lingering on her body, it always made her shiver. I love that I was having the same effect on her that she had on me. I hadn’t ever wanted a girl like I wanted her. Every day we spent together, we got closer. I wanted her so much. Even Emmy could see what we were doing. She called it ‘our sex face’. Not very original but fuck it. I am a big fucking soppy fucker, but what the hell? I’m falling for her. Big time.We were watching a
Chapter 8Julia“I love you Julia, I’m in love with you.” Yeah, I heard it correctly. Ryan loves me. I felt my heart bursting with need for him, I needed him to know how I felt about him, how much I had been needing him. I wrapped my arms around his neck, slowly pulling his head down to meet mine. I was only an inch away from his lips. My stomach filled with butterflies, overwhelming me with lust and desire. I needed this. “Kiss me” I breathed. His lips crashed down on to mine, as cliché as it was, I felt everything fall into place. They say that when you meet the one made for you, you felt it in the first kiss. I really could feel it. Everything washed away, every thought, every feeling, just vanished. There was nothing else but this kiss. It was perfect. We carried on kissing, slowly, tasting each other. His kisses were perfect. I could feel the butterflies were now doing backflips and somersaults
Chapter 9RyanWe had been together for just under ten months. We were going to be celebrating our one year anniversary in a few months. Things were amazing. We would go out to parties, drink, they would dance, and I would stand close to them, making sure no other fucker went anywhere near them. I would help them get back home and then I would stay over with my girl. It was coming up to Christmas. I asked my girl to come back with me to meet my mom, then we were flying over to her parent’s home to meet her parents and brother. I wasn’t nervous about meeting them. She was really nervous about meeting my mom though. We had packed everything up and were planning on an early night before the early flights the next morning. I was staying at my own place tonight- Julia and Emmy weren’t going to see each other for a few weeks so they were staying in and having a girlie night- whatever the fuck that was. Make up and shit. I w