Enlightenment

Chapter 2

Chapter 2: I really need to stop watching cartoons

Ouch that hurt, falling from your bed on your head is very painful especially if you are sleeping on the top row of two rowed bed

I got up of the floor rubbing my head and groaning, what a weird dream, I should stop watching cartoon it made my imagination quite large since I was able to imagine a dream as weird as that

Oh right, my name is max I am 19 years old and I am totally living the most boring life ever.

don't get me wrong it's not like I hate my life or anything, I am not like those gloomy people that see their life as hell and want to kill themselves for nothing big, no, I just want my life to get a bit more interesting, to have some action in it not the same routine every day, boy I didn't know how much my wish will become true I really should have wished for little action just little not all that but we will get to this action later

anyway I looked toward where my older brother is sleeping in the second row of the bed, he was two years older than me of course both of us should have been in college at this age not in our home but this was the summer holidays in fact it is the last day of the holidays so I was planning to make the most out of my day and use it to the fullest, I even finished packing yesterday today is going to be all about fun and just fun

I don't know why but I had this feeling that I should look from the window and when I did I saw a man staring right at me from across the street

He was wearing a long black coat (which I didn't understand how he could stand it with this much heat outside) , black pants and a black hat that is pulled low, I immediately remembered my dream and the man with black and yellow armor but I dismissed this thought because when I blinked the man disappeared

Okay I am starting to lose it these cartoons are really bad for me, I know I am very old to watch them now but I never thought they would make me imagine people like this

I hit the shower trying to calm myself saying it's just a dream I am just imagining stuff but again this weird feeling came back telling me that no that wasn't my imagination

I got dressed and went downstairs to find my mom already made breakfast

"Good morning honey" my mom said "you're up early"

"and yet again you already made breakfast even though I am early, seriously how do you do that you seem to know everything about my movements even before I decide to make them" I said

She laughed a bit "I am your mother no one knows you like I do besides I heard the sound of your head hitting the floor" she said with a wink

My mom is a really cool person she is not like those other moms that freak out about every little thing their sons do or try to force them to something they don't want to do it, no she treats us as if we were her friends not her sons always talking with us before making any decision, give us the freedom we need, never forcing us to do anything and she have this weird habit of knowing exactly what we are doing even if she were miles away from us

"So what are your plans for today?" she asked me with a smirk as if she doesn't already know

I said while eating "after I finish this I am meeting Simon, we will spend the day together"

"So you rather spend your last day in holiday with your friend rather than spending it with your mother"

I stopped eating and looked at her, she started to laugh she knows as well as I am that I want to spend my day with her but if I do Simon would come over to see me before I took off and well...my mom and Simon don't get along very well, I mean that every time they see each other at least one piece of furniture gets broken kind of don't get along

I finished my breakfast kissed my mom on her cheek and got out of the house only to find Simon waiting for me across the road

A quick introduction about Simon before you meet him, he is the calm collected type of guy , thinks before he acts at least 3 times , doesn't like breaking the rules even as small as throwing garbage on the street and most of all unlike me he doesn't mind his normal boring life in fact he loves it *boring is always best* he always said that to me because when things are boring it means things are going as he planned exactly and nothing unexpected happens, no surprises and that's how he likes it

I am sure you are wondering how someone like me hate boring stuff and want some action in his life could be best friends with someone like Simon, to be honest that's a mystery even for me I don't know how it happens but I am sure you have at least one friend who is nothing like you and have absolutely nothing in common with them and yet you are good friends

"You woke up earlier than I expected" Simon said

"And yet you are here waiting for me, did my mother call you and told I am waking up early today" I said to him

Simon said" yup your mother ability of knowing these stuff about you never stops amazing me"

Here is something weird as well like I said my mother and Simon doesn't get along very well with each other but what I didn't tell you that they are like that only when they are face to face but on the phone or something like that they both become as friendly as ever, I even thought they are making a prank on me by pretending to argue every time they meet but that thought immediately disappeared after the first time I stopped my mother from going to the kitchen to bring a knife and god only knows what would have happened if I hadn't stopped her

"Alright how about we begin our day by going to the karaoke I know this great place just a few blocks away" Simon said

"Sure wh...."I froze

Because when I was talking I saw the man in the black coat again across the street, he was definitely staring at me but this time I could see his eyes and I swear they were glowing orange

With the passing of a car in front of him he was gone I looked over at Simon who was looking at me and waving his hands in front my face trying to snap me out of it

I am getting worsethese cartoons are going to be the reason of losing my mind that if I hadn'talready lost it