![]() ![]() ![]() That girl owes me so big-like name her firstborn after me kind of big. I groaned, burying my face deeper into the prep book. I cannot believe I let Maggie talk me into this. I needed to have fifty new vocabulary words memorized by the end of the night, and the chaos around me was making it difficult to concentrate. I rolled my eyes and tried to tune out the noise. ![]() Pandemonium, I muttered as two brightly-colored, spandex-wearing individuals began a heated debate over which was better-Marvel or DC. ![]() With so little to do in Lothbrook, Georgia, the Horde’s monthly meet-up event was as big a deal as the San Diego Comic Con. A hazard of living in a small town, I guess. It was Superhero Saturday, and the tiny shop was packed with every die-hard fan within a fifty-mile radius. Wedged between a metal rack of colorful anime novels and a life-size cardboard cutout of Captain America, I used my SAT prep book as a barrier between me and the throng of cosplayers and super-nerds swarming the comic book store. The Dragon’s Horde was as crowded as a Walmart on Black Friday.īy a sheer stroke of luck, I’d managed to claim the last square inch of standing room left in the place. ![]()
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