Chapter 3 (Timothys POV)

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I put my box back into my closet and sat back on my desk and overlooked some drawings I made.
My phone vibrates, I look at my phone. It's a text message from Keith. 'Aye cuss, I got some more of those metal scraps from the junkyard for ya, come on by and I'll give em to you.' Sounds good Keith, I'll come by after school tomorrow, I replied. 'Cool you know how much I charge cuss, $20. That's it.'

I flop on my bed and look up at the ceiling, I only have $50 in my wallet. What am I gonna do Saturday? Maybe I should sell some of my stuff. Pawn them possibly. I look at my old wrist watch that was given to me for my 13th birthday. It still works, and it's an expensive one too. Aaah who cares, I don't need a watch anyways. I look at my phone and noticed a text message from George, 'Timothy and Monica sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G 😂😂😂' I laugh at the stupid message from George. I replied, shut up idiot, you're just jealous cause she doesn't like you. 'Aaaah what whatever hotshot. Where you gonna take her on a date this weekend? Your moms house?' Nah I'm gonna take her to a dance, my cousin Keith and Ysa are going to a dance party and they invited us. I didn't tell Monica though. I replied. 'Sounds cool, alright talk to ya tomorrow, gotta go to bed. Night bro.' Night.

-In the Morning-

"Wake up lover boy!!!" My sister jumps on my bed to wake me up and then slams on top of me.
I wake up with a sharp pain in my lower back as to where she hit me. "Alright!! Goodness gracious!!" I roared as she ran out of my room. "Hurry up son!! You're gonna be late again." "Alright mom! I'll be down in a minute" I said as I was about to take a shower. I get out and dry myself and put on some clothes. I look out my window, it's gonna be freaking cold today. I said to myself.

I put on a sweater and ran down the stairs, racing my sister once again to the kitchen to my mother with lunch bags in hand. "Bye mom, I love you," we both said at the sametime. A car pulls up besides us, and I see Monicas mother, "hey you two!! Get in it's gonna rain!!" We both ran towards the car and got in. "Thank you Mrs. Hernandez," My sister says. "No problem sweety, I wasn't going to let you two walk in the cold," she said in a calmingly warm voice. "So Timothy. How's that invention coming along? Anything interesting yet?" "No ma'am, nothing yet. I'm still drawing some things out. And besides with all the schoolwork and testing I can barely think of what to do," I responded. "Well whatever you make, I know for sure it's going to be amazing." She said with a smile on her face.

I look out the window and see stores opening up for business. Kids running to school. Just pretty much a normal day in this wonderful city. I can feel Monica staring at me, with such beautiful eyes, her perfume overwhelmed the car. It's smelled nice and yet calming.

We finally arrived at the front gate of the school and got out the car, "thanks again for the ride!" I said to Monicas mom. "No problem! I'll pick you guys up too ok? Have a fun day at school!!" She yelled as she drove off. We made it to school on time. I ran to my first class and on my way down the hallway I bumped into one of Keiths "Boomer" friends, Daniel Williams, and I fell on the floor. Danny boy is a smart kid and very talented in any sport he participated in. Volleyball and basketball were his favorite sports to play. "Hey buddy sorry for bumping into you like that. You good?" Daniel said helping me up on my feet. "Yea sorry bout that Danny, you seen Keith?" "Yea he's in class. You need to talk to him?" "Nah I just wanted to know. Thanks Danny I gotta go." "Alright Timbo, see ya around."

-1st Class-

Same seat, same boring lessons, same old friend seating behind me. And same beautiful view of Monica. I take out my sketchpad and start drawing, what should I do? Should I just enhance something I already built? Or possibly start from scratch and redo the whole thing? My head hurts from all the stress I put myself on. But the only good thing I can keep my mind on is Monica.

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