"You have pretty eyes." she said. "Huh?" "I said you have pretty eyes." "Oh." "Thank you." I mumbled. That was my earliest memory of me receiving a compliment. That was me, 2nd grade sitting at a lunch table by myself. You're probably asking, Who am I? Well, my name is Jacob. I'm 17, blond hair, short, and those blue "pretty" eyes. But what most people don't know is the real me. I'm a major nerd, I love Sci-fi, video games, rap, politics, and so much more. Ever since I can remember I was a loner. Always the last one picked for sports, always the one in the back of the line in the hallways, the one that sat in the back corner and tried his hardest to be invisible. I've always lived in my head and thrived there even to this day. I've always had trouble getting to know people and getting close to them. I figured I would write this series of stories for the people I love and the I would be lying to say this wasn't for myself. This story goes out to the Sinners. Daniel, who convinced me to stop being lazy and write and especially my best friend Ace. Enjoy.
