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Callie’s POV
I let out a long sigh.
This is boring.
Where’s a damn customer when you need one?
I lifted my legs so my feet were hovering above my head.
I stared at my converse that I had designed with Spiderman on it which had written on ‘With great power comes great responsibility’
I then started softly singing my own version of the Spiderman theme song.
“Spiderman, Spiderman,
Does what ever the fuck he can,
Can he swing?
Crawl a web?
Yes he can, cause he’s awesome,
Look out here comes-”
“Excuse me,”
I let out a loud shriek of fright and fell backwards in my chair.
“Are you okay?”
I looked up and saw a guy leaning over the counter.
“Yeah, don’t worry, I do that all the time,” I said rubbing the back of my head.
He climbed over the counter and helped me up.
“Thanks,” I said.
He adjusted his glasses and smiled.
“It’s okay, are you hurt? Do you have concussion? How many fingers am I holding up?” he said holding up three fingers.
I raised my eyebrow at him.
“Seventy five,” I said.
He gave me a look.
“I’m kidding!” I exclaimed.
He rolled his eyes and smiled.
I smiled back.
For a while we stood there awkwardly.
“Erm…only staff is allowed behind here, and, erm, you’re not staff…sorry,” I mumbled.
“Oh, okay,” he said climbing back over the counter.
“So…how can I help you?” I asked.
“I wanted to look at the Spiderman comics,” he said.
“Sure, right this way,” I said vaulting over the counter.
I skipped to the corner of the shop with the Spiderman comics.
“Here you go,” I said.
“Thanks, I love your shoes by the way,” he said.
I looked down at them.
“Thanks, I’ll be over by the counter if you need anything,” I said walking back.
I collapsed onto my chair.
I made myself look like an absolute idiot.
I got out my sketchbook and started drawing made up superheroes.
I saw him come back.
“I’ll take this one,” he said.
I looked at it.
“Issue one hundred and thirty five, return of the punisher, that will be twenty dollars,” I said.
“Geez that’s a lot,” he said reaching into his pocket.
“Dude, I don’t make the prices, plus it’s practically an antique,” I said.
He started laying out his money.
He put at nineteen dollars and seemed to be having trouble finding a dollar.
I reached into my pocket and found a dollar.
I put it in front of him.
He looked at it then me.
I placed my finger on my lips.
I put the money away and put his comic in a bag.
“Enjoy your comic,” I said handing it to him.
He smiled.
“Thanks, see ya,” he said walking out.
As he left I put my hand behind my head.
“Ow,” I whimpered.
“Oh my fucking god,”
I turned round and saw Violet standing there.
“What?” I said rubbing my head.
“Dude, that was Mikey Way,” she said.
“Should I know who that is?” I asked.
“Hell yeah! He’s the bassist of My Chemical Romance!” She exclaimed.
“Huh?” I mumbled.
She gave me a look.
“How hard did you hit your head?” she asked.
I rubbed my head.
“Very hard,” I said.
“Well ask Vitalia when you see her later, she’ll know,” she said.
“Yeah sure, I’m gonna get an icepack,” I said heading to the back.
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I let out a long sigh.
This is boring.
Where’s a damn customer when you need one?
I lifted my legs so my feet were hovering above my head.
I stared at my converse that I had designed with Spiderman on it which had written on ‘With great power comes great responsibility’
I then started softly singing my own version of the Spiderman theme song.
“Spiderman, Spiderman,
Does what ever the fuck he can,
Can he swing?
Crawl a web?
Yes he can, cause he’s awesome,
Look out here comes-”
“Excuse me,”
I let out a loud shriek of fright and fell backwards in my chair.
“Are you okay?”
I looked up and saw a guy leaning over the counter.
“Yeah, don’t worry, I do that all the time,” I said rubbing the back of my head.
He climbed over the counter and helped me up.
“Thanks,” I said.
He adjusted his glasses and smiled.
“It’s okay, are you hurt? Do you have concussion? How many fingers am I holding up?” he said holding up three fingers.
I raised my eyebrow at him.
“Seventy five,” I said.
He gave me a look.
“I’m kidding!” I exclaimed.
He rolled his eyes and smiled.
I smiled back.
For a while we stood there awkwardly.
“Erm…only staff is allowed behind here, and, erm, you’re not staff…sorry,” I mumbled.
“Oh, okay,” he said climbing back over the counter.
“So…how can I help you?” I asked.
“I wanted to look at the Spiderman comics,” he said.
“Sure, right this way,” I said vaulting over the counter.
I skipped to the corner of the shop with the Spiderman comics.
“Here you go,” I said.
“Thanks, I love your shoes by the way,” he said.
I looked down at them.
“Thanks, I’ll be over by the counter if you need anything,” I said walking back.
I collapsed onto my chair.
I made myself look like an absolute idiot.
I got out my sketchbook and started drawing made up superheroes.
I saw him come back.
“I’ll take this one,” he said.
I looked at it.
“Issue one hundred and thirty five, return of the punisher, that will be twenty dollars,” I said.
“Geez that’s a lot,” he said reaching into his pocket.
“Dude, I don’t make the prices, plus it’s practically an antique,” I said.
He started laying out his money.
He put at nineteen dollars and seemed to be having trouble finding a dollar.
I reached into my pocket and found a dollar.
I put it in front of him.
He looked at it then me.
I placed my finger on my lips.
I put the money away and put his comic in a bag.
“Enjoy your comic,” I said handing it to him.
He smiled.
“Thanks, see ya,” he said walking out.
As he left I put my hand behind my head.
“Ow,” I whimpered.
“Oh my fucking god,”
I turned round and saw Violet standing there.
“What?” I said rubbing my head.
“Dude, that was Mikey Way,” she said.
“Should I know who that is?” I asked.
“Hell yeah! He’s the bassist of My Chemical Romance!” She exclaimed.
“Huh?” I mumbled.
She gave me a look.
“How hard did you hit your head?” she asked.
I rubbed my head.
“Very hard,” I said.
“Well ask Vitalia when you see her later, she’ll know,” she said.
“Yeah sure, I’m gonna get an icepack,” I said heading to the back.
Hope you enjoyed =)
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