Just to start off, this is about my best friend and his dreams to becoming a super-hero. I'm allowed to use his name so, enjoy! You may hear me, Sam, in it. Based on one of my failed YouTube videos...
Chapter 1: School
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Groan. End of Summer Holidays and welcome to school. I am a comic nerd. I'm quite overweight and wear glasses. And I'm Asian. Now, people may stop reading just about now, because they don't want to read about a fat Asian do they? Even I wouldn't. I'm sorry but I am racist towards my own race. I don't like anything about it. I even tell my friends that and I don't have any Asian friends, only white guys. I just hate the way they swear, swag walk and piss off everyone with their tiny little 'innit' pixie voice and it is fuck annoying.
I just want to get that out the way before I begin because, it counts as a major part of my story.
I woke up that morning and decided not to pretend to be sick today, purely because I was excited to meet my friends. Being part of an Asian family means that you can't go out with your friends, no discos, la-di-da. Now I am a person who only dreams of doing the things that my friends do, but while they go and chase girls, I'm stuck at home to study or something like that. But I am not necessarily the brightest spark in the bulb. Actually I'm not that smart at all. Being in 10th grade my parents are really pushing me because it's exam time!
But I probably just passed. Like always.
I pulled on my dark blue pants and I put on my Kick-Ass T-Shirt and my black, denim hoodie. I didn't do the zip, because one, I'm fat and two, I look less fat.
I picked up my bag and walked to school. I've been walking to school for like 3 years and I don't over eat or anything. I'm just fat. And I hate it. I mean when someone farts, they think it's me, because I am fat. Jesus. Let it stop.
I am so unpopular because I read comics and books. I mean I'm just a creep.
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So school went by. Boring. I dropped off at my local comic store, Dead Universe Comics. Then something caught my eye. Something I can't explain. On sale was the ENTIRE 'Kick-Ass Volume 1 and 2.' Under $7. Sweet. I decided to head home, and avoid trouble. I just wanted to read and read until I had got enough. And that's never by the way. Within the 2 hours that I had I read the entire volume. Advertised on the back was the movie and a link to buy it from Dead Universe. Sweet.
It was just like coincidence. I have to get some shut eye first.
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After school today (Friday) I go to Dead Universe. Dave, the local comic owner says when I walk in,
"Want more Kick-Ass?"
"Hell yeah man!' I reply. I run between the isles looking for the DVD. My eyes spot it lingering in the corner, and I hungrily grab it. I take it to the counter. Hopefully the last of my pocket-money will be great.