Short Stories

London Summer
You win Chapter 1

*TV fizzes* “I’m a Crusnik” *TV dies*

I own a house and share it with 2 guys, Jay who’s a emoish, naruto fan & and is okay with the ladies, then there’s Ace an uber geek that has a girl ,then there’s mary, Ace’s girl and the girl that tells us about girls but we can still watch a few hours of robot wars, Chobits, Naruto (in Jay’s case), just about any violent, gory and weirdest TV show and anime, and last there’s me Alex, artist, gamer but mostly writer. And we all love our local comic shop. They walk among us!
“Jay, Ace, Mary. Anyone want anything from they walk among us?” I yelled up the stairs after pausing whilst I put on my fleece.
Mary’s feminine voice cut in “I’m coming’ with you my little Crusnik.” she said as she kissed me on the cheek.
“You shouldn’t kiss me it ticks Ace off, by the way how drunk did I get that time we went to the mcm and I dressed up as Abel Nightroad.” I said, not being able to remember what happened.
“Let’s just say you tried making out with a guy in a sailor moon outfit, whilst crying out Molly.” She explained as we entered the shop.

“What’s up Guy?”
“Sup Al”
“Got the new death note?”
“Yup, usual place.” that’s no where near as cool as a normal conversation that I have with guy.
“Hey Guy…” Mary started speaking.
“Third from the bottom your right hands shelf.” Guy said twisting his thumb.

Then I walked over to the manga corner and crashed into someone…
They dropped their books… I picked the books up and glanced at what they were: Jing; king of bandits, .hack and Death note vol.1.
“Wow, those are all great reads…” I commented, but as I looked up in to two eyes greener than the bountiful leaves of spring, and the words halted I couldn’t speak.

“Yeah, I Just stopped reading shojo, and wanted to branch out.” she said as the awkward silent moment passed.
“Uhhh… umm… yeah…” Oh god I was sweating and everything, god I felt terrible I front of a beautiful girl. I could see Mary whispering to Guy about what was doing.
“I… I have to… er… bye, got to go, sorry.” I said, as I grabbed the book and my wallet paid and left with Mary trying to catch up with me whilst tearing into a new packaged dunny. She pocketed it, and caught up with me and was about to speak when I said…

“Don’t bother mary…
You win”

By

Alex Sipière