Chapter One: Your Not-So-Average Teenager

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(Chapter One: Your Not-So-Average Teenager)

Instead of having my lunch with my friends, Nina and Kelly, I'm here in the library facing a computer. I'm doing a research on the Avengers. My research on them started last May and I was lucky because it was summer and I had enough time for research--24/7. But now, it's the second week of February and I only have limited access to the Internet.

I type in on Google: 'the Avengers 2013'. As I wait for the results, a group of freshman boys invaded the computer at my right. And they are loudly talking.

Morons, I think. I face my computer. Come on, you slow piece of crap.

I really hate the Internet here at school. It's very slow, slower than molasses. I take my pencil from my pocket and start to sketch on my notebook. A thousand years later, the results show up.

"Finally," I whisper to myself.

I read each result in the first page and click on the first link: The Avengers' new threat. Thankfully, the website opens quickly. There is a photo of New York during the Chitauri attack. I turn the page of my notebook and I start to read the article:

After the Chitauri attack in New York, a new threat has been given by an unknown source from Germany and we think that their target is the Avengers.

I become curious about this situation. I continue on reading the article and take down some notes. As I write down, the freshman boys begin to turn up their volume. In these situations, if my nerves can be confident enough, I do the right thing.

Just like what I did last year here in the library; I was in the General Collection section with a friend and the same freshman students raided the room and I was pissed off by their noise. I stood up and told them: "Alam niyo ba kung nasaan kayo? Nasa library, diba? Bakit kailangan niyong magdaldalan? (Do you have any idea where you are? You're in the library, aren't you? Why do you have to keep on talking?)"

They quickly shut up and one of them said sorry. And I can sense his sarcasm.

Getting back to my research, I type in Captain America on Google. I'm very interested in him about being a part of the Avengers because he is just an ordinary human being with a shield and I have no idea why he's the team leader. Even though I do a lot of researches on him, none answered my questions. I'm just so curious about this. Results only show that he's a "special" member of the team and that S.H.I.E.L.D. is not giving any information about this. 

Luckily, one of them is very famous, and I guess I'll never be more curious about him, who is Iron Man. He's actually not very well-known to people worldwide but, he's very well-known in the U.S. He has a multinational corporation called Stark Industries and as I read, his company was formerly owned by his father, Howard Stark. And I think, Tony's the coolest person in the world.

The results for Captain America show up and they are still the results that I have viewed before. I wrinkle my nose in annoyance. Then, I close the browser and log out my account. I stand up, take my notebook and put my pencil in my pocket. Before getting out of the library, I stop by the front desk and write my name on the list and walk outside.

"Ronica!" a familiar deep female voice shouts my name as I walk to the stairs at my left. I look at my front and it was Roxy, my friend in senior year. 

Based on my opinions, she's kinda like me because she likes peculiar things; for example, I like the Avengers and she likes the Middle Ages. And she is also a friend of Nina's.

"Oh, Roxy!" I reply. "Ano'ng mayroon? (What's up?)"

"Gusto ko lang lumabas ng room. Mga gago lang tao doon, eh (I just wanted to get out of the classroom. People there are assholes)," she says, rolling her eyes.

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