I look from left to right.
" Urgmmmmmhh" I moan, which can be translated into,
" No, It's morning! I just want to stay here and sleep forever." I groaned and glanced at my poster of my want to be boyfriend. My heart lurched despite the fact I was looking at a colored piece of paper. He also reminded me, of something, happening soon. Oh! Today was the day! Suddenly my nerves got the better of me and I shot out of bed with surprise. Bad idea. My head spun and throbbed and I gave myself a second to readjust. But, I had no time! I had to get ready! This was the one day each year where I could belong. Squeal with fellow fangirls, explore and discover new things to religiously learn about. Today was Herocon. A convention held in Gotham city itself, where all the hero enthusiasts come to be enthusiastic.
I booked it to my bathroom and attempted to tame my monstrous brunette hair. Oh man! My goal was to get stares my way, last year I was below invisible, but this year, I was going to turn heads. I put on my black mask, green outfit, with a leather jacket I borrowed from a friend on top. This day was the reason I joined mixed martial arts club, why I practiced myself out to the point of utter exhaustion. I know deep down, I'll never be a hero. Though at least my pointless skills come in handy when I do encounter the occasional bully/bad guy. People at my school know not to mess with me, or do bad things around me. That's partly the reason why they think I'm a complete freak.
When I snap out of thought process I find my head turned downward looking at my mismatched socks. Regret and sorrow, my most unwanted emotions, flowed through me like the blood in my veins. Stand up girl. This is your time. Make the most or it! That's my usual motto that I try to remember through my rough spots.
A car horn echoed through my empty house. My friend Amelia waited expectantly in the front seat. Amelia was one year old then I, and had volunteered to drive this year. We are both major fans of Batman and Robin, and today she was dressed up as Robin. I felt I needed to broaden my horizons so instead of being Batman, I chose Green Lantern. I had just started to read the comics and it really interested me.
" Hop in squirt! We have a long journey ahead of us! To Oz!" Amelia always made random references to stuff. I laughed and shouted back.
" We shall follow the yellow brick highway!" I turned, locked my door and skipped to a beat up maroon minivan. Since we lived on the outskirts of Gotham we never really considered ourselves living there, but nonetheless it helped that the drive wasn't so long. As we got closer people with brighter and brighter get ups began to appear crossing crosswalks and strolling on sidewalks.
" Look! Flash! Green Arrow! Amelia! BATMAN! " She turned her head slightly to make sure she could still focus on the road.
" Mmmm that guy in the costume is not at all bad looking,".
" That's gross he's probably old enough to be you father"
" Hey, you forget, I am 16 after all, in England that's the age of consent."
" Your gross," I snicker, and then laugh.
" Say's the youngster who's never gotten a date or a clue as how to pick up boys." Amelia winks.
" Oh shut up, boys have had crushes on me," I say hesitantly. Amelia just giggles and continues driving. I feel the blood rushing to my cheeks as I see boys who are dressed up as him enter the convention building. Here it goes. Stepping out onto the street, with sensual Amelia following, you would guess I wouldn't be the one getting all the attention, but I was. As we walked up to the line to get our tickets, stares never left me.
" Hey you, hot thing, look who's getting all the boys in tow now," Amelia laughs at me with clear amusement throughout her loud features.
" Achievement unlocked," I sigh. I was getting a little uncomfortable, older guys were looking as well, with no shame in there expression. I guess my costume pulled off what I was going for. Just not the way I wanted it to. It wasn't at all revealing if that's what your thinking. I had a dark mask, framing my bright feverish green and golden eyes, knee high black boots the cover half if my bright green tights. A black mini skirt over that with a white thick belt pulling it all together. Underneath the stylish leather jacket I had on, was a tight green lantern shirt. White long gloves covered my bare hands and arms. To top it all off, this green lantern ring I got from a small mysterious store of a lonely corner near where I live. I guess I looked different from what I usually wore, which was usually a graphic t-shirt and some old jeans. Also, I never really wore my hair this big and out there, normally just in a ponytail. Maybe I should have paid more attention to they way I look, but I figured it never really mattered in the first place. Now I see that I was smart. This was too much, and I was too much. Though I'm not about to chicken out and walk in a different direction, what's the worst that could happen in there? Amelia leads the way into a large exhibit hall.
" I could die here, happy," I say.
" I could to, but I could die extremely happy if I got to actually meet-." Her sentence was then interrupted by a round of powerful gunshots. Pure terror flew through the air like sharp knifes in a tornado. Amelia screamed then laid down flat on her stomach desperately. Adrenaline shot through me. This was the day. The day I am supposed to save hundreds of lives, and become the hero I am supposed to be, alive or dead.