Scott Pilgrim vs. The Girl Next Door

Chapter 1

Song of Chapter: Ramona from Scott Pilgrim vs The World

After the big hullabaloo between Scott and the seven ex's, for Scott, things seemed better for the boy, or so he thought. He thought he would be sailing cloud nine with Ramona Until, well, the same fate as every ex. He was dumped. Again. He still could remember the same words Ramona had shouted at him before kicking him out. He didn't even know why they had broken up in the first place.

But now, he was sad and alone (again) with only Wallace to somewhat comfort him. Not that he really helped much, Wallace was terrible with sad and depressing situations. Wallace was just Wallace. But he had his band. After a while, he tried to give up on the whole situation and concentrate on his band. The music was a sort of healing to him, letting his mind get lost in the mellow sound of the bass once again. Everybody else always somewhat knew that Scott would be depressed after losing his girlfriend, (Again) But they never knew that he would be this depressed. Even sometimes the music they made seemed depressing nowadays.

But they tried their best to cheer him up, hoping he could move on to something else. "Ramona was special," he would say, "And I don't know if I could ever find another special one like her again. Or lose another." Then he would sigh and look down at the floor.

But then that all changed. Nobody knew it was going to happen, it just happened.

"Hey Scott!" Wallace called from the bedroom they both have awkwardly shared in for the past few months. "What?" Scott groaned from the ground. Literally. He had fallen asleep on the ground, due to tiredness of crying over the loss of his ex-girlfriend that dumped him.

"I think we might have some new neighbors!" Wallace said excitedly, coming into the messy living room. Full of beer, junk food, clothes, and many other things you probably wouldn't want to touch, Scott skillfully avoided it as he grabbed his coat and ran out into the freezing Toronto weather. Wallace, not knowing what to do, simply followed. Outside, there was a large truck, a bunch of boxes, and some random furniture 'Probably for a yard sale' Scott thought as he looked at the furniture.

It looked very old and rusty, a couch had a bite mark in it. The rest of it was perfect. Two cars were parked by the truck, one a large pickup, and a blue Toyota, both empty and fairly new. Scott and Wallace watched as the truck was unloaded, guys going back and forth between the truck and the house. Once they were done, the men left in a hurry, and the brown truck was soon drifting off faster than you can say "Scott Pilgrim ate my sandwich".

Suddenly, the front door of the new house swung open. Out came a guy, followed by another two guys, then three girls. "Woah! That guy is HAWT!" Wallace said as he eye-raped the first person, which Scott eye-rolled to. 'Poor person' Scott thought bitterly. The guy briefly glanced over to the two and then went back to walking down the street. The others seemed to be having a conversation about something.

"So, do you call dibs on anybody?" Wallace smirked, nudging his elbows towards the girls. Scott grinned as he eyed one of them. She had long brown hair with bright red highlights in her hair. The girl had some sort of instrument case slung over her shoulder. It was covered with stickers from different rock bands. Scott could make out a few of the popular ones and not so popular ones.

Scott didn't bother checking out the others, he was too fixated one this one girl. The guy who was originally eye-raped by Wallace came back, with a box, that looked closely related to a pizza box. It was a pizza box. Wallace was then again, checking every detail of the guy. The guy had jet black hair, and he was wearing shades, (Even though, it's freaking winter in freaking Toronto!) His hair was in three points, and kind of looked like something you would see in anime. He didn't really have any muscle, just he looked kinda like a runner who could rob an old ladies' purse and get away with it...

He also had a case strapped to his back. It looked 100% Like a guitar. And electric one at that.

The guy finally noticed Wallace's eye-raping and looked back, a confused face. "Hey guys!" The jet haired boy spoke, his eyes never wavering off Wallace's. The one that Scott was looking at turned to the boy. "What?" She yelled from the other side of the road. He lifted the box up, showing that he had brought food.

Everybody in the group turned their heads and stopped what they were doing to look the at glorious wonder the boy had brought them. "Alright guys," He chuckled a moment. "The first one who punches those two in the gut," He suddenly had pointed to Wallace and Scott, "Get's THREE slices of pizza!" He grinned. Everybody gasped, and Scott was extremely confused. "Ready, set.... GO!!" The boy screamed.

Wallace, being 1% More knowledgeable than Scott, immediately grabbed Scott by the hood of his collar and started to run- for the sake of their stomachs "What the hell!" Scott choked as he gasped for his breath."We're gonna die." Wallace said as he sprinted from the group. He glanced back to their hungry faces. "Yep, we're gonna die." "WHAT?!? YOU KNOW I ALREADY DIED ONCE!" Scott looked at Wallace with a very pissed off face. "Steppin' out of your comfort zone GlaDoS." Scott rolled his eyes and slowed down.

"Alright. I think we lost 'em." He glanced behind his shoulder and saw that there was no one there anymore. Wallace looked back and saw that the guy he was eye-raping was gone. "I didn't even get his number." He sighed. Scott punched his arm. "Shut u-" He ran into to something big. "Hey." Scott looked up to be face to face with the guy in the suit. "Can I have your number?" Wallace asked. Scott facepalmed. The guy in the suit though fakely for a moment.

"Mmm, no." He said bluntly, smiling. Wallace gave him a disappointed look. "Why not?" Wallace whined as if begging his mom to give him a cookie. Setting the pizza box on his head, the guy turned Scott and Wallace's bodies around to see a hoard of people chasing near them.

They gave terrified faces, but then the guy behind them pushed them forward, and laughed. "Sacrifices must be made!" He shrugged, before stepping to the side. Scott covered his eyes. Wallace made a girly shriek.

How's that for the first chapter? Like it? Hope you did!! :D

Seeeee ya!

(No, I totally did not take Kuldud3's thing....)