CHAPTER 2: THE INTRODUCTION (PART 2)

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P.O.V William It’s 6:30 AM Moving towards the fridge, I was searching for some eggs and bread. Take them out to the fridge. I make a sunny side up egg, and put in the 2 slices of bread in the toaster. I quickly arrange the toast and egg on the plate, make them up and pour the tea into the shining white cup. Here is the breakfast. Now I should wake up my mother. Passing through a small area like a corridor but with a little lot more space outside my kitchen, I led towards my mom’s room but stopped, I turned towards the right, looking at a small square wooden framed mirror with green patches on it. It looked kinda dirty and was attached to the wall. I looked at myself, with a small cute smile on my face. It’s me William. William Steve. (A simple and innocent boy looking at himself in the mirror degrading himself with his looks. What can be expected from a part-time worker and a waiter? He thinks that there is nothing to know much about him. Actually, he is right. Who in the world wants to know about a destitute, penniless person? He is not good looking and not that handsome-faced person. He has greasy brown hair). Standing in front of my mother’s room, I was unable to decide whether or not I should knock on the door. Therefore, I decided to slowly open the door. I see my mother sleeping peacefully. I wish my mother always slept like this. I have seen her have a very hard time working for me and for this home. I was five years old when my father died in a factory working for some arrogant man for his whole life. After my father, the only thing that is left is my mother.I am the only child and she is my everything. I love her so much. I will do anything to give her the happiness she deserves. She worked her whole life to give me everything. She worked part-time jobs, she worked in hotels as a cleaner, she worked in a school and she worked in a café as a waitress too. So I worked there too, as a waitress, because my mom was a very trustworthy person and, on her behalf, I got the job too. So I work a part time job. Seeing her sleeping peacefully, I didn’t want to disturb her, so I went inside the room, putting her breakfast on the table , giving her a slightly polite kiss on her head. I decided to quietly leave the room. As I turned back , my mother held my hand and looked at me in my eyes. “You woke up , honey. “ Yes mother and I think you should have your breakfast while I am getting ready for work. I wisper “You are getting yourself into so much work, my son. Don’t push yourself into so much work if you are still young” she says softly . Don’t worry, just rest mom, I will be okay. Just exhaling slowly, I gave a sweet smile to my mother. She cups my checks and I down my head as I already know what she will do and she give me a sweet forhead kiss. I place the breakfast on her bed and leave the room. My mother and I both sleep in this room because we have only one room which is followed by a small area outside. 2 wooden seated dining tables in the middle and left of which is a small kitchen. We have a small house and we live here peacefully. i pick up my bag from the chair and hang it on my left-hand shoulder. I pick up the keys from the table and head outside the door. Closing the door, I tied up my white-laced black sneakers and walked away. I prefer to take a walk so that I can save money . I am not that free-hander when it comes to money. Because saving is my first priority. Today the weather looks nice. “Oh god, please make my day as good as this weather.” I don’t have many friends, but those who are, are really good friends and loyal ones too. I am a very hardworking boy . I work and study both and somehow I manage it perfectly. Last month I got 100% expected and got a scholarship to study at a high school. My principal offered me this opportunity and I accepted it because it’s my dream to become a big business man. I want to become rich and achieve the things that my parents didn’t get the chance to achieve and this school is so famous among high-standard rich people. I mean most of the politicians, actors and rich businessmen' children study here. I am not rich but god gave me the chance to have this opportunity. Oh, here comes my café.I went to my café first because my friend told me that he would pick up my uniform from the shop as it was near to his house, so I would change it in the cafe and then I went to school, as my new school is near to the café. I opened the black glass door, I stepped into the café and moved towards the counter. A voice came from the left . “Hey William “ It is my friend Joseph. He was waiting for me with a white slip of paper. I think he had picked up my uniform. I walked towards him. “Here is your receipt of the uniform”. Joseph handed over the receipt to me. “it is in the changing room, your uniform. You can change it”. He had a little excitement on his face. Joseph always lent his hand whenever I needed him. He was always supportive of me. I took the receipt from him and as I took the receipt from him, a few customers were at the door, so I thought it would be good if I would help him before I attended my school. I go towards the customers. They were the two police officers. The one was really giant, 6-7 feet tall, and the other was 6 feet and both with good bisceps . I got startled and asked what happened. “Nothing, boy, we are here just to order. One venti black coffee and one iced Americano” I was relieved as soon as I heard that.” Yes sir “ I replied softly. “In the car please”, the 7 feet one ordered Okay sir They left and Joseph came to me. “You go William, I will manage it” No no Joseph, don’t worry. I won’t be late. I will do it and then I will change and leave okay. “Okay, I will arrange the tables then ,thank you William”: Joseph smiles I prepared the venti and the iced Americano and put it in the box and headed towards the door. I stepped towards the door and was just about to open the door, but someone speed up and opened the door towards me . A white shinny clean leg wearing a shinning black leather ankle boot stepped into my white sneakers .the door hits my head and my coffee box slip from the hand and spillover on my clothes and the lady shoes. “Holy crap, what did I do”.
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