Skinbugs

Chapter 1: Fresh

I felt my body being touched. Someone, or maybe even something was shaking me. I slowly opened my eyes, scared of what i was going to see. It was my mother; Judith.
"Get up dear, it's time to eat!" My ears popped and I couldn't understand a thing she was saying. The clock on my nighttable was beeping. The time was 8. I crawled out of my bed and went straight to the kitchen. I grabbed my foodbox as fast as i could and returned to my room. You couldn't hear a sound, because there was none. Everyone was eating right now, which needs to be done in total silence.
After i finished my meal, the box closed itself and sealed again. I quickly got dressed, because today was not that important. Nothing special. I opened the big window in the hallway and slid out, landing safely on my 2 feet. The cobbles underneath me were loose, i almost broke my foot stepping in one of those holes once.
"Oi! Watch out lad! You'll fall on some lady's head if you don't watch out!" I turned around to see who the person attached to this voice was. It was a weird big guy, with a mustache and a flannel shirt. "I-I'm sorry sir!" I said, my voice trembling. This guy looked kind of scary, and I really didn't have time to get in trouble right now. He looked at me with disgust, and I quickly ran my way over to the tower. This is the place where I always meet my friend Opelle. I could see her standing in the corner, reading a worn out book. She saw me, and pointed at the back door. We were going to sneak in. And so we did, silently walking up all the way to the top of the tower. It was about 7 floors high. As we arrived at the top, we sat down and started our daily meeting. "Have you tried yet?" Opelle said as she smiled at me. "No, not yet.." I answered, being nervous of what she would answer. She looked disappointed, but said; "Why don't we try it on Sunday? Together?" My heart skipped at least 4 beats. She wanted to join me? Opelle? "Are you sure?" - "Yes Arth, I'm sure. Doesn't it sound like a cool adventure?" I started imagining what it would be like. Could we finally leave the doors always closing in on us?