My Town's Robots (ON HOLD)

First: Teary Mint Ice Cream and Frozen Peas

"Miss. Miss? Miss Webb, it's time for class." 

"Five more minutes!" I yelled. Gosh, I should've slept earlier instead of reading books...

"Okay, Miss. Breakfast is already prepared downstairs, by the way."

Hearing beeps of the pass-code to unlock my door and after hearing my bedroom door slam shut, I snuggled deeper into my pillow and groaned. My teacher, Mrs Wibble, is coming today for my literature lesson. Not that I'm complaining. I'd rather read my books though. I looked out of my window to see rain pattering on the glass which was tinted with a little red. I guess one of the pros of being home-schooled is that I wouldn't have to tolerate with the irregular weather conditions in my town, Lochmeadow.

If you looked at how my town looks like on the outside, you would've talked about how ironic my town name is. Yes, my town used to be all rainbows, sunshine, trees, grass, flowers and whatnot. But it all changed after The Great War. Our town got battered up so bad, it didn't even look like a town anymore. Houses were burnt, crushed, and raided. People had to evacuate but we had no place to go to. More than half of our population were dead and seriously injured; hospitals were packed every single day. Rebuilding was really hard; most of the men died during the war so even women had to work. It was tough, my grandma said.

One fine day, a man by the name of Richard Mills dispatched his pioneer batch of 200 blue robots to each household to assist in everything needed. Everything went well. The people were happy; everybody was happy. And that's all that matters, right? Wrong.

A few days after celebrating his success from his many years of research and hard work, Richard died. Yes, he died. We're not sure how though. The whole town grieved so badly. They trapped themselves at home, unwilling to go out. Everybody shut down their robots every year at that same day to have a taste of how difficult our life would be if not for his contribution to society and his har---

"Alexa! Come down right this instant!"

Now that, is definitely not Gloria, my red robot.

"Yes, Mom!" I yelled a reply, hoping she could hear me from my bedroom.

Wincing as my feet made contact on the cold wooden floor, I move my feet around, feeling for a particular pair of furry rabbit slippers that I had grown to love. It was my first pair of slippers for home use, and even though my feet are starting to outgrow this pair, I still refuse to get a new one. I'd cling on them when Mom tries to put them in the rubbish chute. Being weird is normal for me.

Rubbing my eyes, I shuffled my way to the toilet. Squeezing toothpaste onto my toothbrush, I groaned in frustration. My eyes and brain couldn't seem to coordinate, since chunks of gooey toothpaste adorned my pink sink. Forcing my eyes to stay open, I tried one last time. I almost didn't make it, but I did.

Pushing the toothbrush into my mouth, I started brushing. But the speed started to slow down as I settled on my toilet bowl (with the lid on, of course), and the world started to become blurry. 

"Alexa Faith Webb!"

"Cake!" Oops. I just said that out.

"Did you just fall asleep, miss? Now brush up. Mrs Wibble is coming in 5 minutes!"

"Yes, Mom."

Finishing off, I went into my walk-in closet. Yeah, my family is quite rich. But if only they could care about me more...

What to wear... what to wear? 

Picking out my grey sweatsuit, I tossed it on, perched on my huge geeky spectacles, and let my black locks be free. 

"Mmm, toast!" 

Taking one from the plate, I held it in my mouth as I took my literature book and lesson package and place them on the study table. 

Ding dong.

Just great.

Pushing in the rest of the toast into my mouth, I heard as Gloria opened the door, for Mrs Wibble to come in and for my Mom to go for work and, as usual, come back at 2am. My dad is in another country for a business trip, by the way.

"So, Alexa, I hope you have done your work. Let's start class now, shall we?" She said as she laid out the essentials.

Mrs Wibble has kind eyes, and the corner of the eyes wrinkle every time she smiles or laughs. She always has her trademark wine-red lipstick on. I wouldn't say that she's really old, though. About 40 plus. She's a really good teacher, but she can be grumpy at times.

"Okay, what do you think about this charac..."

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"Bye, Mrs Wibble! Yes I've jotted down the homework. See you next lesson!" Closing the door and hearing the safety beep, I made a beeline to the fridge, took out my favourite mint ice-cream. Picking out a book from the shelf, I made myself comfortable on our leather loveseat.

Paragraph after paragraph, page after page, chapter after chapter, I was finished with the book. I'm sure, if you chuck this book at a person's head, it wouldn't hurt as much as the story. Guess what i read? Yeap. The Fault In Our Stars. Now I'm worried about the next person who eats the mint ice-cream though, I'm not sure if a few tears dripped in on accident.

Ew.

I glanced at the clock.

5:00PM

Movie marathon... Or not? Hmm then maybe I could buy pizza for dinner. I already had Chinese takeout yesterday. Seriously, if you were me, you wouldn't want to eat the food Gloria cooks. Well she doesn't actually cook, she just tosses whatever she could find in the cupboard into a pot. What movie to watch...? Tapping my chin and feeling my imaginary beard, I walked towards the movie shelf. 

Ring... Ring... Ring...

Twisting around, I went to the coffee table and picked up my handphone. 

"Oh-em-gee, Alex! Come to Candice's ASAP. Seems like Noah did his regular job again."

He sounded like a mixture of breathlessness, shock and anger.

The shrill voice that came out from the receiver had shivers running down my spine, and I had to put a great distance between my phone and my poor ear. 

"Okay, take deep breaths, Keegan. I'm on my way. Meanwhile, please go to her fridge and take out a pack of peas."

Hanging up, I informed Gloria on my whereabouts, grabbed a pack of gummies, and jogged to Candice's house.

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