Loser Like Me.

Chapt. One

September/10/2014

The Weekend.

A loud scream broke through my two story home in Lakewood County a small humble town found near Texas. My mama Amelia was the first into my room with my dad Michael stumbling behind gawking at me as I was jumping up and down in my bedroom, "What the fucking hell is going on?" Exclaimed my older brother Mitch walking behind my parents scratching his brunette hair, mom gave him a stern look for cussing "Mitchell Harrison Scott, watch your language!" Mama scolds waving a finger at him, he just rolls his eyes staring at me "Okay, what the fricking heck is going on?" He asks, I smile widely then exclaim "The new Marvels comic is out!"

Mitch shakes his head exiting my room muttering "Nerd.." I ignore his sly comment, and run to my parents shaking both their shoulders exclaiming "You guys have to take me!" Mama sighs replying "I can't, I start work at 9:30." I then look at dad watching him frown heavily "I'm sorry pumpkin, but I gotta go to work too at 10:45." I sigh disappointed staring at the wooden floorboards, then mom yells "Mitch c'mere!" a groan is heard as he walks in asking "Whatttt?" Dad then says "Your taking Quinn to the comic book store." I squeal jumping up and down, my older br other groans once more arguing "But dad, I'm suppose to be hanging out soon with Kent and Josh at the skate park!" Aw yes, Kenton Smithson, and Joshua Butler..aka Mitch's druggie skater friends who smoke pot and have a bad rep - typical teenage boys.

Both mama and dad gave Mitch their world famous "if-you-don't-then-we'll-ground-you-forever" look, which made my older brother gripe replying "Fine I'll take her. But I swear twerp if I see any people from school I'll beat you to a pulp" I nod knowing that wasn't true, then I begin bouncing happily over to my dressers for an outfit, my parents and Mitch exit the room possibly heading downstairs for lunch.

Once my clothes were picked out I head inside the bathroom deciding to take a warm shower, I turn the heat up extra hot letting the warmth burn my skin in a good way then I reach out grasping the coconut shampoo lathering it into my brunette hair and scalp, after rinsing that out, I use the coconut conditioner digging it into my scalp and running my nimble fingers through my locks, once my hair was washed I use some citrus body wash loving the way the smell came off my skin.

After my shower was completed I step out grasping the fluffy blue towel I always kept on the rack, I dry my pale petite body then change into a Captain America t-shirt with floral jeans and converse. Using the towel I wipe down the large mirror studying myself; there staring back was a blue doe eyed girl with plump salmon lips, a button freckled nose, and long wavy brunette hair with a blue tint near the ends.

My family members always say that I'm very beautiful and unique, however I found myself a boring nerdy girl who had no friends and sat alone at lunch, I stare down at the sink grasping the cold surface, I shake my head putting on my large glasses that fit the whole nerdy aura, I head out of the bathroom grabbing my wallet.

While heading down the flight of stairs I nearly tripped over my white, tan, and light grey Calico feline companion named Pigeon who laid at the bottom step with his paws tucked behind him swishing his tail, I giggle at the cat reaching down and picking him up carefully stroking behind his ears, he purrs against my chest nudging my fingers.

The two of us walk into the kitchen, dad sat at the table and mom was making sandwiches "I nearly tripped over Pigeon again." I say sitting the cat down on the checkered flooring, "That cats always laying on the stairs." Dad says eyeing the Calico feline, I giggle a little walk over to mama resting my chin on her shoulder "Watcha making?" She smiles proudly replying "Smoked ham, with white grilled cheese between two pieces of toasted bread." That's the thing about mama, she was always cooking new things because it was her passion, This is why she owned a vintage sandwich shop named Amelia's Sandwich Shop, I worked there on the weekends for comic book money.

While licking my lips, mama hands me one of the toasted sandwiches which I instantly gulp down loving how the warm cheese stuck to my tongue and the roof of my mouth. After I finish eating I head over to dad leaning against him to see what was new in the paper, "Quinn 've told you plenty of times not to lean over me when 'm reading." He scolds in his deep Texan accent, I apologize then stand near him asking "Is there anything new at the station?" Dad folds the paper setting it down replying "Not much, we arrested that guy who graffited testicles all over the grocery store." I nod trying not to snicker. Well dad was the chief of police, he worked the cops for about a few years keeping Lakewood clean even though mom worried about him nearly every day.

Around later on Mitch finally took me to the comic book store in his shady looking car that seriously needed cleaning, "When are you gonna clean your car?" I question flicking up a brow, he glares at me replying "Whenever I want, twerp." I shook my head trying not to breathe from the intense smell of pot and alcohol "Y'know that mama and dad are bound to figure out about your pot." Mitch snorts rolling his eyes "Hah, yeah but I know ya won't squeal or anything, cause I'll beat you to a pulp!" he threatens, I roll my own eyes replying "You won't do anything, Mitch." a harsh punch comes in contact with my arm I instantly flinch groaning rubbing the place where he punched, aw sibling rivalry.

There was only one comic book store in all of Lakewood with thee most awesome Marvel comics named *Nerdfighters Unite (a/n yes, it's named after the term John and Hank Green made up, why was it named this? because that is an awesome fucking name.) along with comics it sold other merchandise; figurines, posters, cardboard cutouts, television series on DV, accessories, and video games.

To me it was like heaven on Earth, I begin jumping for joy as Mitch drops me off in front, I skip inside greeting the owner named Chuck as I walk up to the counter "Sup Chuck, do you have that new Marvels comic?" He smiles nodding replying "You know it, just arrived today from Marvels." Then he walks to the back grabbing a cardboard box opening the newly released comic wrapped in a clear plaster bag, Chuck hands the beautiful and colorful book in my hands, I just smile inhaling that new comic book smell, and then I retrieved my wallet paying the rightful price. While leaving something caught my eye - it was a cardboard cutout, but not just any cardboard cutout it was a mint condition Captain America comic styled cardboard cutout, I quickly head over staring into those big eyes as they stared back into my soul.

Usually cardboard cutouts didn't interest me however there was something different about this one, Chuck came over hands behind his back smiling proudly at the creation "Ya like it?" I nod quickly replying "I-It's amazing, how much?" A hum vibrated from his throat as he taps his unshaven face, "Since your my favourite costumer, I'll take $4.00!" Just like that I was holding the cutout underneath my arm proudly, Mitch however looked unamused, embarrassed by me "You did not buy a cardboard cutout of Captain Douchebag!" A growl escapes my lips as I wack him upside the head with the cutout, exclaiming "It's Captain America, asshole! And yes I did buy it because it's a mint condition one!" he rolls his eyes then drives us home, dropping me off. Once inside I take the comic and cutout to my bedroom. Firstly putting Captain America beside my dresser, and then putting the comic with my collection. After a while I went to bed since school was tomorrow.

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V o c a b • S e s s i o n

*NerdFighters: People who instead of being made up of cells and organs and stuff are actually made out of awesome. They fight decepticons on behalf of Nerds everywhere! / A term made up by the Vlogbrothers John and Hank Green. (symbol on the side)