Werwolves

Chapter Four - Fanboy in the Flesh

I almost choked on the bite of strawberry. "You - You're a fanboy?

"Well, yeah," Jay responded. (How could he act so casual about it?) "Why? What's the big deal?"

"' What's the big deal'?! This is the first time I've encountered a fanboy. Ever, in my life. Of course it's a big deal! Which books have you read?"

"The Maze Runner, Divergent including Four, Harry Potter, The Hunger Games and Percy Jackson."

And that was when I had a fangirl attack. It was the biggest I ever had. I've had several attacks recently - bad ones when my parents said "It's just a book", but this one was painfully exhilarating. I dropped my fruit container into my lap and stared at Jay, wide - eyed, gasping for breath. It was freaky and amazing at the same time.

"Oh . . . my . . . gods - "

"I say 'oh my gods' instead of 'oh my god' too!" Interrupted Jay. "Percy Jackson is my favourite out of all those books. Mars Almighty . . .You do know that Mars is the Roman version of Ares, right?"

"Yes, of course I do."

"Good," Jay was quiet for a while. After a few seconds I broke the silence.

"So . . .how does your kind get pumped up about fandoms? What's it called? Fanboying?"

"You could call it fanboying. I just say, "Oh my gods, oh my gods," a lot," Jay replied. "Have you taken a godly parent test?"

"Yeah - I usually get Aphrodite or Athena."

"I mostly get Apollo or Hades."

"Wow . . .Hades? Okay . . ." I answered.

So for the rest of recess, Jay and I talked about Percy Jackson while Piper and Hazel tried to get his attention. Yeah, good luck with that, I thought. They weren't fangirls or even casual fans of fandoms.

I thought I was the center of Jay's attention now.