Hi! I’m Eddie and I’m 17. I never had any friends, and when I finally got one, she turned my life in a total mess, so much so that I don’t even speak with my mom anymore. Here’s a thing – because of my dad’s job, our family had to move a lot. Because of that, I was homeschooled, but my mom forced me to participate in various sports or with other kids in skill networks. And unlike my parents, I always hated getting acquainted with new people. I used to think, why would I do that at all, if in the next few months or a year at most, we’ll be moving again and I’ll have to meet someone else. So once, my mom brought me to a computer class, and there I didn’t have to engage with anybody but a machine, and I loved that, so it has sorta become my passion. Gradually I mastered new skills in computer graphics and began to enjoy drawing my own comics.
My mom often got mad me for “sitting in front of the screen all the time,” and she invented different stuff to keep me from doing it. For example, once she invited our neighbors to our house, and they had a son who was my age, and she kinda forced me to socialize with that guy. So, I was sitting at the computer, and he appeared to be fond of sports (well, actually it was the only thing he could talk about). At some point, he started saying that computer guys were weak nerds, and I told him that athletes were stupid, so we began arguing and I got really furious to the point that when he was leaving my room, I pushed him as hard as I could and he rolled head over heels downstairs. It’s needless to say, that after this incident, our neighbors did not even say hello to us.
When I turned 15, my dad switched to another position in his job so that we would no longer have to move all the time. We settled in a small town, and for some strange reason, my parents decided that it’d be better for me to go to school like everybody else. Everything was new and strange, and as soon as everybody found out that I used to be a homeschooled computer nerd, they behaved as if I was cursed. Some of them played nasty tricks on me, like, putting glue onto my locked lock, or painting my chair so that I ruined my jeans.
Apparently, my mom was hoping that since I started school, I’d immediately have lots of friends, and when this didn’t happen, she kinda got worried. And that really began bothering me. Once, for example, she said that she wanted to buy me new clothes, but when she finally managed to lure me out of the house, it turned out that instead of the mall, she took me to a psychiatrist. This literally outraged me to the core. I stayed silent during the whole session, and all the way back home, mom kept putting me down for that.
Mom didn’t get discouraged either and began to arrange parties at our house, where she invited mostly couples with children and literally forced me to go hang out to them. But, as soon as they figured out that I didn’t even have any social network accounts, they started thinking that I was weird or something. It was to my advantage, ‘cause I could freely go to my room and do my favorite thing - draw comics. By that time, by the way, I had made enough money to print out several of my works at printing house. And on the very day that I was carrying my freshly printed work home, I ran into her - Leah.
Everything fell out of my hands, and she dropped her handbag and all of its contents scattered across the sidewalk. Feeling awkward, I began to apologize and started helping her collect everything, but suddenly I noticed that she had taken one of my books and began to study it carefully. For a minute or two, I just looked at her, and on the one hand, I felt indignant at the fact that she just took it so boldly, but on the other hand, she was the first to see it, and I was wondering what would happen next. She showed a vivid interest in my comics and made a few comments, and we started walking together and arguing over it, so that I didn’t even notice how we had suddenly appeared standing near my house.
From that day on, we began meeting at cafes and sometimes at my house and working together on comics. It turned out that she also used to change cities and schools, and her parents resembled mine a lot. I was 16 back then, and she was already 18 and it was probably because of that age difference that it was so interesting for me to hang out with her. It turned out that there was some sort of a computer graphics club in the town and she not only took me there, but also joined it with me, even though she wasn’t that into it herself.
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