~7 years later~
I will be 11 years old today.
Everything has stayed the same besides my sister going into politics and my brother being a lawyer. They are climbing the ladder in their respective jobs very fast due to our reputation and influence.
I have grown to 157 centimeters, which is 5,2 feet here in America. I am above average and have started to get handsome I started to look like Francisco Lachowski.
Today is my 11th birthday.
That means a new lottery. I am already excited. The last six weren't good.
The other seven were Ross Geller, Justin Bieber, Nani(Acrobatic), Jim Halpert, Lloyd Christmas, and Goethe.
Some of them would be good if I wouldn't have already had the Apollo template.
The Nani template hurt the most. If it weren't just his acrobatics, but also his football/soccer skills it would have been good.
At least I can do somersaults and backflips in one go easily.
But today will be better. Surely.
Sadly my instinct couldn't interfere with the lottery and I couldn't feel how it would go.
It was now 11:59 p.m. (23:59)
[Congratulations host on your 11th(7th) lottery]
[Do you want to draw right now]
[Yes] [No]
I thought yes in my head and the lottery started.
[Congratulations Host, you have won the template of Neal Caffrey]
[Neal Caffrey:
-Disguise( 8 )
-Impersonation( 8 )
-Quick Thinking ( 6 )
-Strategic Thinking ( 7 )
-Thievery ( 7 )
-Counterfeiting ( 9 )
-Forgery ( 9 )
-Art Knowledge ( 8 )
-Computer Proficiency ( 5 )
-Manipulation ( 9 ) ]
I actually drew the template of Neal Caffrey. He was in one of my favorite TV shows in my previous life called "White Collar".
He was an expert at counterfeiting and Forgery. As well as manipulation and Disguise and very proficient in thievery.
I liked the character quite a bit.
And once again I started to get all the knowledge. This time it wasn't as crazy as the Apollo template, but I still gained quite a bit of knowledge.
After this birthday my life was getting crazier by the day.
Shortly after my birthday, I started driving.
Then I started drinking while going to college parties.
I had real fun. It was nice.
I partied the whole time. Luckily I never got arrested.
The best thing was Apollo's healing. Due to this, I had an extraordinary recovery. I could get drunk and have no hangovers the day after or wouldn't get fat if I specified the recovery to reduce my fat. I didn't hurt my brain or anything due to it.
If I was a normal human I would probably still wait with the alcohol and drugs, due to the consequences of my health.
But now.
Fuck it. It doesn't hurt now.
But this day was different.
I was now 164cm high and was driving from another party. I was pretty drunk and it was already getting dark.
I was driving in my 2004 Porsche Carrera GT. Suddenly I heard sirens behind me.
The cops wanted to control me. I could have let myself get caught and get a little bit of a spanking from my mom or just drive away. They couldn't identify my license plate because I forged it myself.
As to why I wouldn't get into jail. Of course due to my parents.
I started to drive to the right side of the street and waited for the cop car to come to a halt.
After he parked I started to drive away with a laugh.
I accelerated and drove for quite a bit on the freeway.
They could never catch me.
Soon I already needed to get off the freeway to get home.
I parked my car in a luxurious villa I bought near our house to not get my parents to notice that I was driving.
After that, I told my chauffeur to pick me up and drive me home.
My parents didn't notice anything due to a good disguise I made.
There I was home.
After going to bed I started to laugh.
Laugh at the joy I felt.
It was exciting.
Everything was exciting.
I loved it.
That was the best moment in 2005.