Kapitel Eins (Chapter 1) - Intrologue

“…hello?…goddamn.”

Stupid thing, I thought to myself as I pushed another button on my tiny digital camera. Can’t wait to get a real camcorder…

I pushed another button then stood back. My face appeared on the little screen. My name is Alexis.

Hey….shut up. Seriously. So I’m a guy and my name is Alexis. God I hate my name.

After I finished recording myself I pushed Stop, then plugged the camera via USB cable to my laptop, Brick. Don’t ask. I was in a bad mood today. I’m usually more…happy, and optimistic and what-not. My bad mood comes from being stuck with my “family” all day. Oh, well.

I streamed the video I had just recorded into a computer program. I smiled momentarily at the new wallpaper I had put up recently on my desktop before it disappeared behind the window that popped up. I’m interested in photography and film. I’m also good at drawing…so people say. I liked filming random crap and taking pictures, editing them on my laptop, then posting them up on video sites and whatever. Ch-yeah. Those are hobbies. And so, I was now editing the footage of myself I had just filmed. Anyways, you could probably call me an artsy, hyper, optimistic goth. Well, I’m not even gothic. People might think that by looking at me, since I dress in a lot of black. Stupid labels.

A video showed up on the editing screen. A medium height guy dressed in a black, unzipped jacket, black T-shirt, and baggy green jeans is seen. He has sharp dark eyes, a bigger than average nose, kinda big lips (in my opinion), and black hair spiked in all directions. You couldn’t see it from the screen, but I also had black boots on. Yeah, that was me.

Beh. I stroked my small goatee absently, clicking and dragging clips on my screen, the bright LCD lit in my ebony eyes. Yep, I was 16 and shaving. A lot of other kids did too, don’t get me wrong. It was just weird to me, and probably to them too. It’s not like I shave a whole lot anyways. Plus, it drives the chicks wild...no, I'm kidding.

I smiled at the screen, now satisfied, and minimized the window after I saved the video. I heard a knock on my door.

“Yeah,” I called over my shoulder, turning back to the screen and dragging a folder around on my desktop. I liked to be neat. I heard the door open, then a moment later, arms slowly wrapped around my neck.

My heart thumped in my chest, my blood freezing cold in fear. The Strangler had come to get me! I screamed in my head and struggled, the breath slowly escaping my lungs ‘till none remained….

…Just kidding.

I couldn’t help but giggle and turn around to kiss my best friend, who also happened to be my girlfriend.

“Hey Alexis,” she teased.

“Hey Robin,” I said in an exaggerated girly voice, then we both laughed. I hugged her, and she poked me on my side.

“I like your wallpaper,” she gestured to my still open laptop screen. It was a picture of one of those photo booth sheets, turned into a wallpaper for my computer. It was me and her in the mini-photos.

First pic: me and Robin doing modeling poses.
Second pic: both of us doing bunny ears behind each others head.
Third pic: making funny faces at the camera.
Fourth pic: both of us making out in front of the camera…

Cough. Good times, good times…

“I like it too,” I replied, poking her back on her tummy and turning to look at her. She smiled at me. She was so damn beautiful.

Robin had long auburn hair, tied back in a pony tail with two long bangs running down her cheeks. She had the brightest blue eyes, whereas mine were black, and ny eyebrows were arched in such a way to give me a glaring look, and sharp eyes. She also had a tiny nose, and round yummy cheeks. I, being of Hispanic origin, had a bigger nose, and thin cheeks with slight stubble, having just shaved. She had thin lips turned in a warm smile, my lips were bigger and usually in a shy frown. But at the moment I was smiling back at her. We contrasted quite a bit though, I guess you could say. She was also wearing a brown tank top and blue jeans today.

“I love you,” I whispered to her as I gave her a hug. “And I you,” she said back to me, squeezing me closer. I sighed onto her shoulder, then I let her go after a moment. I went to my laptop and shut it down.

“Are they waitin’ for us?” I asked her, suddenly remembering what she was here for. “Yep,” she grinned. I smiled back at her and went to her, holding her hand. We went out of my room, and I closed the door behind us. I guess I couldn’t really complain about my “stupid camera”, when I had everything I could already want, right there with me, holding my hand.