Secrets of a Utopia Vol.1

5 - A trip to some Clothing Store

At dinner time, I decide I should tell my parents about next week now so I don't forget.

"Mom, Dad and Lucas. Day 7 of... the fourth week of this month I have a doctor's appointment. From 14:30 to 16:30," I say.

"When did you learn this?" asks my mom.

"Today," I answer.

"Why are you telling us?" asks Lucas.

"Is there anything else we should know? Do we need to bring anything with? Do we need to be there at the same time as you? Are you sure we have to come with? Will this be on our holo-watches? Do you know the reason?" asks my dad.

"It will be on your holo-watch... Any extra details should be there, I guess. Dr. Jensen only told me when it is and that you all have to come with," I say.

"Why do we all have to go? You're the one who will be turning 13, not us," groans my brother Lucas.

My brother talks a lot, but not as much as my dad. Lucas talks more at home and with friends. Sometimes when he talks he can be a bit mean, so I guess it is good he doesn't talk as much around people who aren't his family or friends.

"I don't know why you have to come with. I didn't ask! The doctor just told me to bring my family with next week," I say.

"Do I have to go?" asks my brother.

"That is out of question! You are going if you want to or not! That doctor probably has her reasons for wanting us all to come. Maybe it has to do with your sister's growth. The doctor might need to do something that isn't recorded. It must be important. I don't want you coming up with excuses on that day 7 or the day before! I know that's what you will do. I want none of it!" shouts my dad.

"Your dad is right, Lucas. The doctor probably has her reasons. It could be something to do with your sister growing up. It also could be testing on us to see if we are healthy," says my mom.

Unlike my dad, my mom doesn't get angry as easily as my dad does. I like that about my mom. I spend more time with her because of this. I don't like to see her angry in the first place.

"I get it, I get it," says Lucas.

"I am done with dinner," I say after finishing my plate.

I take my utensils out of the utensil area on my plate. I do the same with my napkin. I put my glass, plate, utensils and napkin in a shoot where it will go to get cleaned.

Plates are a rectangle box that can be opened or closed on the top. Inside it there is a place for the food, utensils and napkin. The drink is put outside of it. It is useful if somebody will be eating a meal elsewhere, such as they are busy with work and need to eat while working. The only downside is the fact that there is no place for a beverage.

There is a place for a beverage, but you would have to but a different cup in it. It is a cup that is used for people who have to eat somewhere else so they don't spill their beverage while walking over there.

I walk up the stairs to my room. My room is the second door, while my parents is the first door and my brother is the third door. My brother is directly across from the bathroom. Next to the bathroom to the right is the stairs to the third floor. It doesn't have much, my parents keep their desks in there and charging is up there. At least that's where Lucas charges things. I used it up until the other day when I got my own. I would charge my laptop and phone up there. My old phone was a phone that I could only call my parents on. My brother still has that type of phone. Sometimes my mom worries a lot. I think she worries that we might fade away. I don't know why, as usually people fade away when they are old. It is very uncommon for a child to fade away.