So uh, yeah, I thought I'd try giving my hand at a Chronicle fanfiction. :P Please no hating, I'm already hating myself as it is with this story because one of the later chapters which I'm writing is not cooperating with me. xD Oh, and also, I'm still debating whether or not this is going to be rated T or M, because I'm still plotting out the second half of this story, which pretty much determines the rating. So far it's leaning towards M, but I'm keeping it at T until I'm sure of it because there isn't really anything questionable for the T rating in this story at the moment.
I. First Sight
Andrew Detmer was a curious teenager.
However, could you really blame him? He had an abusive father whose on-the-job injury forced him into retirement and a mother suffering from stage four cancer. No one in school really liked him, save for his cousin Matt Garetty, whom he never really talked to anyway. And now, he decided he'd record everything that went on in his life, taking down the imminent barrier between him and whoever happened to watch all the footage – not that he was planning on that, but still. There was that possibility.
But… after that one fateful day he, Matt, and wannabe future politician slash new found friend Steve Montgomery found that hole in the woods during the rave, things had changed.
He became different. He became stronger.
Keeping his abilities secret just became harder every day. The urge to use it upon those he disliked increased by the hour it seemed. It didn't feel any different as he felt someone bump into him from where he was at his locker.
Gritting his teeth, he shut his locker door, prepared for the worst. His face hard and grip on his camera tight, he turned to see who had decided to pick on him so early in the morning (Man, school hasn't even started yet, Andrew thought, frustrated). But what he wasn't prepared for was the girl kneeling on the ground, quickly gathering the books she had dropped.
He stood there, camera still in hand, staring at her in shock more than anger. His mind drew a blank, and before he could even think about assisting her, she was already standing back up, books in hand.
"U-Um, sorry," she apologized hastily. Andrew still stared. "I didn't see where I was going…" Her eyes went to the camera in his hands.
He blinked. Did she just apologize? Shaking himself out of his thoughts, he said, "It's… It's okay." He said this monotonously, like he said just about anything nowadays. His face held no expression. Noticing she was still eyeing the camera, he explained, "I've just decided I'm going to… record things… in my life now…" He slowed down and eventually faded out, realizing how idiot that idea must sound to her. He mentally scolded himself.
It was the girl's turn to stare as she nodded, and they stood awkwardly like that for a few more seconds. Suddenly the bell rang and the girl's eyes widened. "Oh, I have to get going!" Andrew didn't reply, and she just swallowed and nodded again. "Well, I guess I'll see you around." She walked past him and down the hall, and he turned after her, not quite sure what to think.
