I Know, I Have A Problem (Unfinished)

Posters

I plop down onto my bed with the box in my lap. I've been waiting all week for this moment. I grab the box openers and cut into the tape. I can barely contain my excitement as I shakily separate the flaps.

It's too beautiful! Ahh my eyes!!!

I hastily grab the contents out of the box and hold it out in front of me. Finally, I have a poster of my favorite anime character!

He's just so breathtaking!! I'm screaming!!!......Literally.

"Oh my God, can you shut up about your anime posters already??" My older brother shouts from the other room.

I don't respond. I can't. I'm too busy flailing around like a posessed walrus.

"I swear, Edie, we have school tomorrow and I don't want to be kept up until 2 a.m like last time!!"

I manage to pull myself together enough to hang the poster on my wall. It's starting to get pretty crowded. I have anime posters and drawings hung up all over the place. And don't even get me started on what's hiding in my closet, or even worse, under my bed. It's like the pit of no rerturn under there.

I decide to be productive and change into my pajamas. Or to be more specific, my special pajamas decorated with anime characters. I know, I have a problem.

On the outside I may seem like a kind, quiet 16 year old girl, but NO. They don't know. All the anime. All the gay ships. All the fanfics.

They.
Don't.
Know.

And I plan to keep it that way! The last thing I want is for people to discover my weird obsessions. The fact that I'm not very social makes it even worse. Not that I mind, though. I'm perfectly happy with my posters.

Speaking of! I need to order the new limited edition poster! They stop selling in two days! I sprint over to my desk and grab my laptop. I hastily search up the website and find the poster.

Okay, good. They still have zero copies.....wait...zero-

"AHHHHHHHHHH! NOOOOOOOOOO!" I shriek. I curl up into a ball on my bed and start rolling around.

WHYYYY, GOD WHYYY? WHY ME????

"EDIE I SWEAR TO JESUS STOP SCREAMING!!" My brother barges into my room.

"NOOOO YOU D-DON'T UNDERSTAANNNNDD, BRANDONNN!!!! THEY R-RAN OUT OF THE-THE LIMITED ED-DITION POSTERSSSSS!!!" I scream through sobs.

"JUST LET IT GO!!" Brandon screams and wrestles me on my bed. "STOP WITH YOUR CRAZY OBSESSIONS!!"

The fact that he would even dare tell me to stop angers me even more and I sob even louder.

"AHHHHHHH!!!!"

"WOULD YOU TWO KNOCK IT OFF?!?" a very angry mother yells from downstairs. "I HAVE WORK I NEED TO DO AND YOU HAVE SCHOOL TOMORROW!! GET A GRIP AND GO TO BED! NOW!!!"

We immediately stop screaming. Brandon lets go of me and climbs off of my bed. I sit up, still hiccup-ing from sobbing.

I missed my once in a lifetime chance!

I rub my eyes and shoo Brandon out of the room.

"Night, Edie." he says on his way out, rolling his eyes.

I crawl under the covers and curl up like a rolly polly. I can't believe they were all sold out! And it was of my OTP!!

I stare at my new poster.

Give me strength!

I close my eyes and try to relax. It's not working. I try changing positions. Nope. Maybe just one episode of anime will calm me down and get my mind off the trauma. I grab my phone and pull up the anime I was watching.

Just one episode. Then I'll be relaxed enough to sleep. Yes. Just one. It's alright, it's only 10:00.

11:00 pm: Okay maybe one more episode won't hurt.

1:00 am: Okay, just one more.

3:00 am: Just ONE more! I promise!

Just one more episode... that's the biggest lie I can ever tell myself. I glance at the time. It's... 6:00 am!?!?!?? I just stayed up all night watching anime. Great.

I put my phone away and sit up. Might as well start getting ready.

I grab some clothes from my closet and start to get dressed. Suprisingly, I feel pretty energized.

Pulling an all-nighter really isn't that bad. I could do this more often.

I finish getting ready, make it to the bus on time, and even get to class extra early. Man, I'm unstoppable. Nothing can get past me!

The moment the teacher begins the lesson, I plop my head down on my desk and doze off. My moment of bliss doesn't last very long because my teacher, Mrs. Ezell, hits a ruler on my desk, jarring me awake. I hear a few snickers among the class.

"Ms. Edie, if you are to sleep in my class, then you can leave. I will not tolerate this behavior. This is your first and final warning." Mrs. Ezell glares down at me.

"Yes, Mrs. Ezell. Sorry, it won't happen again." I feel my face turn red.

Mrs. Ezell continues with the lesson and I barely manage to keep my eyes open. When the bell rings to dismiss us, I sluggishly gather my stuff together and trudge out of the room. Ughh. I feel like trash. I'm never pulling an all-nighter again.

"Edie!"

A sweet voice calls from behind me. I turn around and see my friend, Aivy, waving to me. I attempt a smile and she jogs to catch up with me, her honey colored curls bobbing as she steps. Aivy is one of my only friends at school. Anime brought us together.

"Hey! So did you get the limited edition poster?" she asks.

Oh the pain! I tear up just thinking about it. I look away from her.

"I don't feel like answering that question." I say.

She sniffles, nodding her head 8n understanding. "It's ok, I didn't get one either."

We both break into a dramatic sob. Some random senior turns around and gives us a weird look. But we don't care. Nothing matters at this point. Our lives are worthless.

We clutch onto each other's arms and give a reassuring squeeze before dramatically parting ways. This is why I love Aivy so much. She's always there for me when it's tough. Like that one time Brandon accidentally threw away my anime stickers.

I sigh in reminiscence.

Those were the times.

I wipe a glistening tear from my eye and continue walking to my next class.

My attention is suddenly caught by a rather piercing and annoying laugh. I look over to the right and see a mob of girls crowding around someone. I peer over the group to see the persons face and I am met with the gaze of a certain popular guy.

Jay Bennett.

Wonderful.

Yayyy! So first chapter done! I partially based Edie's character off of myself; sarcastic, crazy, dramatic, and in love with anime. (Not nearly as much as she is, though). I feel like i can relate to her on so many levels and i hope you can too! Thanks for reading! More is yet to come!! ~😘