Chapter 2: Chapter 1: My Bed is Just Too Comfy
My body wasn't cooperating with me. I was stuck. It was around 6:30 in the morning, the time when I normally get up for school. But somehow, no matter how hard I tried to force myself to open my eyes and get out of my bed, my soft pillow was just too inviting. Never in my life did I ever think that I would regret buying a luxury king size mattress. It's make was expensive and could most probably afford a normal used car. I stared at it with rage as I laid in its soft, comfy cloth.
After almost another half hour of heavenly sleep, I finally opened my sleep deprived eyes. I looked around my usual Manhattan apartment. Modern furnishings lined the walls. Most wouldn't even be able to afford the rent of an apartment in this area let alone be able to own one. In all honesty, my apartment isn't even that large compared to our family's mansion back in Japan. The flat was a simple 3-bedroom, 3-bathroom property. The only thing that made it worth 2 million dollars was most probably its location. Located on a high floor with a beautiful view of the New York City skyline made it that pricy I guess.
I looked down through my unnecessarily large glass pane window and saw the usual hustle and bustle of the New York City streets. People were walking and talking to each other. Others were in their Mercedes talking on the phone while occasionally honking at their neighbor. This has been my life for the past year. It's been calm and relaxing ever since I moved.
Just as I was about to get lost in another meaningless train of thought while mindlessly staring out of my apartment window, my phone started buzzing. When I picked it up, a familiar voice came on. Jason Hemrich, son of a small realty company owner, a stereotypical rich boy, as well as my closest friend in America.
"Yo Hajime, where are you? Class is gonna start in about 15 minutes you know. You sure you can make it in time?"
As I took in Jason's words, my eyes quickly darted to the clock on the wall and my stomach started to fill with dread. It was 7:45. I was screwed.
"Crap! I'm coming. I'll see you at school!"
I quickly put on my school uniform, grabbed my car keys and rushed out of my apartment to the elevator. I've never been late to school before. My honor student pride wouldn't allow me to. I ran out of the lobby and was met by a torrent of people. I couldn't make it I realized. Not with my Lamborghini, the streets were too full. And not by running either. There was no way I could make it. A dejected feeling of defeat came over me as I begrudgingly headed for my Aventador while sighing.
Today was going to be a long day.
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