PROLOUGE:
TIME/DATE: 16:56/ 2nd March 2003.
SPARTA- 44357 N Brookdale Blvd.
The 11 year old boy known as Adrenn Adalay Thompson awoke on his sof foam matress bed. His eyesight was very hazy at that moment and he rubbed his eyes simiultanisly to get his vision back to regular. Except he rubbed his eyes too hard he saw illsions casted by him. After the images were gone he tossed to his right, oppisite of the wall and looked at his regular alarm clock. 16:57. He was almost late for his own birthday party! He quickly kicked off his covers with great force, and leaped out of bed and into his walk-n closet in a blink of the eye. He ran out of his closet two minutes later, wearing a Black jacket with skulls, a red shortsleeve under it that read "I have nothing nice to Say", blue denim jeans, and white skater shoes. He ran into the bathroom as quickly as he could, and fized his bedhead hair. He geled his hair then quickly ran downstiars. He stopped for a breather and saw his parents were gone. He ran over to the counter and saw a red sticky note by some waffles. He went over to it and he read the very small text.
Dear Adrenn,
We went to the store to get your cake for the party. You said you wanted the one with the shaoe of a basketball right? Well anyway your friends from school called and 19/23 said they were coming. Make sure you get dressed and eat your lunch, and at 5:30 we have to go to the bowling alley. Make sure your rememeber to bring your watch.
Love you,
Dad
Adrenn quickly crumbled up the small paper and threw it in the recycle bin. He felt his waffles and they were cold. He threw it in the microwave. He then sprinted back upstairs, beared right and turned left to his room. He grabbed his platinum watch his mother had gotten him when he was adopted at 7 and checked the digital part of the watch. 17:00. Half an hour left. He sprinted back downstiars trying to keep his pulse at the right frequency and beared left, into the kitchen. He wentover to the microwave and grabbed the glass plate that held his waffles. At once when his touched it, a searing hot warmth collided with his skin. He pulled his hand back immediatly and flciked his hand around trying to cool it off. He grabbed it again and got used to the pain and he quickly dragged it onto the counter. He slammed it onto the counter and flicked his hand again. He grabbed a fork and began to eat. Several minutes later he finshed his waffles and check his digital wristwatch. 17:15! He had 15 minutes left and counting! He ran upstairs again to check on his hair, as it got clumped at most parts. After that he ran into his room and cleaned his room up and made his bed. He then ran back downstiars where he saw his Mom and Dad head in. Kevin and Mary Jacobson. His dad very tall with a crisp brown goatee, and his mother very fit with Golden hair. Adrenn hugged them as they walked in and he saw a very big cardboard box in his moms hands. "Sweet!" he said looking at the cake. The price read $25.45. Alot. "Alright lets go!" his dad said walking back outside and opening the very fancy car. Adrenn followed close by and jumped into the backseat. His mom set the cake next to him and got in the shotgun. He heard a roar from the front of the car as he felt the seat vibrate. Adrenn looked through the sun-roof and thought he saw a shimmer of twisted air for a second but disappeared...odd. He didn't care because he was going to celebrate his 11th birhtday party.
by Guest Mon Apr 28, 2008 3:47 am
