Balding spot

The inside of the 7 seater car was a mess. It smelled of vomit, sweat and saliva. There was writing on the seats, colouring books on the floor, toys on some of the seats and even food littered the ground.

The lady drove the car and I sat in silence. I knew what this was going to be. A lecture. I had this ride with my mother and father before he went to prison. Usually there was more shouting in the car than this and sometimes a belt would fly across the car and hit him.

"Just what were you thinking?" the woman shouted. I knew who she was. From the way she looked I guessed that she was Sally. She was one of the volunteers at the orphanage and she had been volunteering since her late teenage years.

"Fighting in school, you almost killed someone. Is this what you wanted to go to school for? To fight other students..."

The lecture continued for a while but I tuned her out. This was a skill I had learnt back on earth. I would stare at an object for quite some time until it had my full attention and I did not have to listen to anyone.

The car came to sudden stop which ruined the state I was in. "Are you even listening?" she asked with a furious voice.

I could see that she cared about me greatly, well not me but Damien. She was no different from an older sister to him. She had bathed him, fed him, put him to sleep and read him bedtime stories. She had watched Damien grow up so it was no surprise that she actually cared about him.

Yes Damien might have cared for her a little but I didn't. To me she was a stranger. I did not know who she was. This was my first time meeting her.

I kissed my teeth which was met with a shocked look from her. "What was that?" she shouted.

"I'm not doing this?" I said as I got out of the car. I stepped onto the pavement and walked away with Sally shouting at me to get in blaring the horn. I did feel bad for her but still I didn't know who she was. I don't even think it would have done that much difference even if I did.

"Damien, get in the car right now!" she shouted.

"Damien? Nah! Damien's dead!Probably... I think." that was the only reply I gave her as I pushed past people and deeper into the crowd of people who were rushing past me.

I walked for a few seconds before my old phone with the cracked screen started ringing. I looked at the caller ID. It read Sally orphanage. I declined the call only to receive another. No matter how many times I declined the call she called me again.

After putting my phone on aeroplane mode I hailed a taxi. My duffel bag was really heavy. I needed to unload first before I went around my business. I gave the taxi driver the location I wanted to go.

I paid the taxi driver and stepped out of the taxi. I stood in front a giant house with a giant gate. The house stood on several acres of land surrounded by a giant wall. Through the gates I could see the house. It was a huge mansion that I was ridiculously large. Just the land the house was on looked like it was a small island.

There were tens of luxury vehicles, motorbikes and other vehicles. There was even three helicopters on three separate heli pads.

"Hey you, what do you want?" I heard someone talk to me. It was the security guard who stood on the other side of the gate.

"I'm here to meet Aliza. Can you open the gates please?"

"Do you have an appointment?" The security guard asked me.

"No but..."

"Then I can not open the door. It doesn't matter if your the president. I have been given orders to not open for anyone that did not have an appointment."

I looked around. "I don't have an appointment but she told me to arrive here, if you don't believe then just check."

"Check, I'm not going to check. I'm not going to interrupt the ladies sleep just because you say so. Make an appointment." It was at this point that a phone started ringing in the security guards booth.

The guard glanced at me before entering the booth. I could hear him speaking on the phone. 30 seconds later he walked out. He stared at me before jangling the huge amount of keys on his waist before opening the door.

"You were told to come through. Just go straight and knock on the door of the house. The butlers will open it."

I stepped into the property and walked for quite some time before I had reached the house. There was music blasting from the house that I had not heard from the gates. It wasn't trap music or pop. It was classical. The music was loud but I could hear voices chattering outside.

I rang the bell and instantly it was opened. A butler wearing a suit and white gloves opened the door for me. He had a small moustache.

"Good evening good sir, how may I be of assistance to you?" he asked me. This man had a gung ho aura around. If I was a character in DC comics I would definitely recommend him to Batman.

"I am here to see Aliza..." I said.

"Right this way sir." I liked this guy already. Sir? I was going to tell Aliza to give him a pay raise. He turned around to lead me and I almost had a heart attack. This man had a balding spot on the back of his head. Well there goes the recommendation I was going to give him.

He led me around the giant mansion which was just as luxurious as the queens palace back on earth. We finally reached a normal looking door which caught my eye. Everything else was luxurious and extravagant looking but this door reminded me of a normal door in a normal house. I was half expecting the door to be made of gold and adorned with diamonds and jewelry.

"Come in." a voice said after he knocked on the door.

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