TWO

Two

After I fix my bed, I quickly rushed my way out of my room and headed for the dining room. As I am approaching it, I can smell a hunger-stirring smell of hotdogs and fried eggs. Someone must be cooking my favorite breakfast duo. As I step in the dining room, there I saw my brother as he cooks those hotdogs and eggs.

"Oh you're awake then." He said without looking at me

"Yes. Where is mom?" I said calmly because I still feel sleepy

"Downstairs. At the store. With dad. Mom told me to inform you that you will be going with her this afternoon because I am not available." He said, still putting his focus in cooking the tasty red things.

"Bible study, where?" I asked curiously

"The place is called, The Plains, it's a subdivision." My brother replied

"Sounds plain." I answered with a hint of giggling

"You better behave there. Mom said that the house owner has a daughter with same age as you. Behave Ian." He reminded as he put down the plates filled with 20 hotdogs and 10 fried eggs.

"I knew you will say that. Okay." I replied.

"Yeah, as a reminder." My brother answered.

I didn't speak a word after he said that. I just took a plate, a spoon and a fork, and a mug of milk. We usually eat breakfast together. We're close. I admit that among 4 of them, he's the one who I really like to be with. Oh, his name is Wendell Wales. Even though he's a serious kind of a creation but, I find his seriousness fun, really. We often go to malls together and go home with a lot of cereals JUST FOR ME. If not because of the cereals and of the Play station 1 that he gave me, I think I'll be having a hard time with him. As we eat, the door in the living room sounded, a sign that someone from downstairs had gone there to go here.

"Good morning." Mom greeted

"Hey mom." I said while I'm still busy, eating.

"Ian, you'll be going to. . . .

"I already told him mom. Once is enough." My brother said.

"Alright. Very well then. Let's eat." Mom said

We ate breakfast together. After that, well, it's my job to wash the dishes. Every weekend, that's my assignment aside from sweeping and mopping the floor. After I washed the dishes, I started to do my remaining tasks so that there'll be no more reason for my sister to scold me with. After a few moments, after finishing my tasks, I went downstairs to tell something to dad.

"Dad, can I. . . play with my friends? It's only 10:30. I'll go home by 11:30." I said with shivering hands.

"Are you done with your tasks?" he asked

"Yes." I said with a smile

"Okay, go home by 11:30." My dad replied.

"Thanks dad." I said and turned away.

"Yes", is the word that I don't usually hear from my dad whenever I ask permission to play with my friends. Well, what matters is, he allowed me this time.

I went outside, stood in front of my neighbor's house.

"Luigi, Carlo, are you there?" I called

"Hey Bro, Wait, I'll change my clothes first." Luigi said

"Me too." Carlo said, perhaps he's in their dining room.

"Oh it's you Ian, come in. Sit here as you wait for them."

"Thank you Miss Lays." I said

Miss Lays was their mom.

I can see Luigi rushing towards me as he struggle in putting his arm through the hole in his shirt.

"So where are we going? Gym or Shop?" Luigi asked

"I'd prefer the Shop." I said

"I have money here. I wish Carlo also does. How about you?" Luigi asked

"Yes I do. Fair enough for a one hour game." I said

"Very good." Luigi agreed

"Hey homies." Carlo greeted

"Hey bro, so. . . leggo? I said

"Yeah. Let's go." Carlo said.

We said goodbye to Miss Lays before we step out of their gate and head toward our favorite spot. Computer Shop.