'Breakfast!' shouted Wayne's mother.
Hearing that voice told Wayne he was awake and aware of the sound of the surroundings. He pushed himself out of his comfortable bed and got to his feet.
Moving toward his toilet, he replied half-consciously, 'OK,OK, just let me wash my face.'
After he finished his daily hygiene routine and dressed, he walked downstairs for his readied meal. His mother was doing the dishes , probably what his father was having before. The food wasn't especially great, but it suited his taste well.
Mom know me too well for that, he thought.
Finishing, Wayne put the plates aside, thanked his mother and got outside for a early morning exercise. He rode his bike downhill outside the housing area he lived in. A soothing breeze greeted him and lighten his mood up for the upcoming hours. when he reached the foot of the hill, he return in the same way as before, opposing the slight steepness of the hill.
Gosh, he thought. It never is so hard to ride back up isn't it? Maybe I should visit the gym later.
When he stopped to catch his breath again, a slight screech approached him. It came from above and it sounded metallic. Looking up, Wayne found only a lone lamp post and trees.
Those can't have made that metallic noise, he mused. When he was about to give up, the screech came again.
I could swear that came from above, in the direction of that lamp post, but what could it be? He assumed.
After awhile, he grew bored of it and continued back home. A bath was what he wanted the most after a nice exercise. He took his time in the bathroom to rethink about the shriek he heard from the lamp post. He did not even mix the soap well on his skin before washing it off, clearly still musing about it.
When he exited the bathroom, Wayne heard a slight rustle coming from the drawer of his wardrobe. Those drawer weren't used because of their situation near the ceiling, making it impossible to reach without the aid of a chair. He took a chair in his room and reached for the drawer above. Then he found nothing but dust gathered for at least some years judging on the thickness of it, not even a foot step of a cockroach or rat can be seen.
Looks like something grand is about to happen in my life, finally! His heart exclaimed.
Hearing that voice told Wayne he was awake and aware of the sound of the surroundings. He pushed himself out of his comfortable bed and got to his feet.
Moving toward his toilet, he replied half-consciously, 'OK,OK, just let me wash my face.'
After he finished his daily hygiene routine and dressed, he walked downstairs for his readied meal. His mother was doing the dishes , probably what his father was having before. The food wasn't especially great, but it suited his taste well.
Mom know me too well for that, he thought.
Finishing, Wayne put the plates aside, thanked his mother and got outside for a early morning exercise. He rode his bike downhill outside the housing area he lived in. A soothing breeze greeted him and lighten his mood up for the upcoming hours. when he reached the foot of the hill, he return in the same way as before, opposing the slight steepness of the hill.
Gosh, he thought. It never is so hard to ride back up isn't it? Maybe I should visit the gym later.
When he stopped to catch his breath again, a slight screech approached him. It came from above and it sounded metallic. Looking up, Wayne found only a lone lamp post and trees.
Those can't have made that metallic noise, he mused. When he was about to give up, the screech came again.
I could swear that came from above, in the direction of that lamp post, but what could it be? He assumed.
After awhile, he grew bored of it and continued back home. A bath was what he wanted the most after a nice exercise. He took his time in the bathroom to rethink about the shriek he heard from the lamp post. He did not even mix the soap well on his skin before washing it off, clearly still musing about it.
When he exited the bathroom, Wayne heard a slight rustle coming from the drawer of his wardrobe. Those drawer weren't used because of their situation near the ceiling, making it impossible to reach without the aid of a chair. He took a chair in his room and reached for the drawer above. Then he found nothing but dust gathered for at least some years judging on the thickness of it, not even a foot step of a cockroach or rat can be seen.
Looks like something grand is about to happen in my life, finally! His heart exclaimed.
* * * * *
Life past on as usual, until he visited Wayne few days after.
'It was holiday, man, cheer up. I'm here to have fun, not looking at your gloomy face all day so, come on, let's get some one-on-one practice, whatcha say?' Fred called on to Wayne while he entered only seeing Wayne staring through the window.
'What?' He replied a moment later, 'I was only thinking about -'
'Not having a girl friend, not studying well enough, sleepless days, boring holidays and what more? What more can you brag about?' Fred finished for him. He sat down and help himself to a cup of tea from the messy dining table of Fred's doing. Clearly, he had not start his cleaning work his mom wanted him daily, although its only afternoon.
'Not those, its...its...argh...How do I put it?' Wayne claimed. 'Its something that happened to me the other day, weird things like -'
'Ya finally started? The maturing? Finally!' He said exhilaratingly. 'You are already 15 and we thought you will never grow! Buddy, you will soon think of yourself as a teenager and enter a new world, full of fantasies, future and linger no more to your childhood. Then yo -'
'Stop cutting me off like that! That's rude you know? Didn't we have that moral lessons together and when you halted the teacher's lecture and start about your claim that your parents taught you all these already during home ed and in the end you got scolded? Respect, dude, respect!' Wayne barked out of frustration.
Fred looked down on the floor, moping apologetically. 'I'm sorry, man. I thought what I might say was right so I got straight on, you know me better than anyone does. So this matter must be real serious. Let's hear about it then while we move to the court. Sound good?'
'Yeah, great. Let me get my shoes and the ba -'
Fred got the basket ball and started dribbling toward the gate. 'I got that for ya. Anything else?'
In Wayne's eyes, he could see a flame of excitement sprouted into life as he ran to him and his mouth widen into a grin.
'Let's go then, to the court.' Wayne avowed.
Life past on as usual, until he visited Wayne few days after.
'It was holiday, man, cheer up. I'm here to have fun, not looking at your gloomy face all day so, come on, let's get some one-on-one practice, whatcha say?' Fred called on to Wayne while he entered only seeing Wayne staring through the window.
'What?' He replied a moment later, 'I was only thinking about -'
'Not having a girl friend, not studying well enough, sleepless days, boring holidays and what more? What more can you brag about?' Fred finished for him. He sat down and help himself to a cup of tea from the messy dining table of Fred's doing. Clearly, he had not start his cleaning work his mom wanted him daily, although its only afternoon.
'Not those, its...its...argh...How do I put it?' Wayne claimed. 'Its something that happened to me the other day, weird things like -'
'Ya finally started? The maturing? Finally!' He said exhilaratingly. 'You are already 15 and we thought you will never grow! Buddy, you will soon think of yourself as a teenager and enter a new world, full of fantasies, future and linger no more to your childhood. Then yo -'
'Stop cutting me off like that! That's rude you know? Didn't we have that moral lessons together and when you halted the teacher's lecture and start about your claim that your parents taught you all these already during home ed and in the end you got scolded? Respect, dude, respect!' Wayne barked out of frustration.
Fred looked down on the floor, moping apologetically. 'I'm sorry, man. I thought what I might say was right so I got straight on, you know me better than anyone does. So this matter must be real serious. Let's hear about it then while we move to the court. Sound good?'
'Yeah, great. Let me get my shoes and the ba -'
Fred got the basket ball and started dribbling toward the gate. 'I got that for ya. Anything else?'
In Wayne's eyes, he could see a flame of excitement sprouted into life as he ran to him and his mouth widen into a grin.
'Let's go then, to the court.' Wayne avowed.
* * * * *
'Aww c'mon, we ain't got whole day ya know? Can't cha just believe me for once and get workin already?'
'Fine, get working, and confirmation comes after, OK?'
The male hesitated, 'Deal.'
'Is that him?The him?' a tiny, feminine voice asked.
'Yes, it is. Now, we better get goin' and tell our boss 'bout it ya?' said another boy hastily. Their footsteps as silent as possible.
'OK, but I want to confirm it for myself here,' the girlish voice replied and its foot steps faded soon after the voice.'Yes, it is. Now, we better get goin' and tell our boss 'bout it ya?' said another boy hastily. Their footsteps as silent as possible.
'Aww c'mon, we ain't got whole day ya know? Can't cha just believe me for once and get workin already?'
'Fine, get working, and confirmation comes after, OK?'
The male hesitated, 'Deal.'
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