2 What is a system?

I wake up on my bed. This time I don't jump off my bed. I don't see any beer bottles around me. I check my alarm for the time, it's 5 o'clock in the morning, the same time I woke up yesterday, actually two days ago, which is a Sunday. Maybe I should've mentioned that I pulled an all nighter on Sunday.

I'm curious to what just happened. I look around me, nothing is different from the morning before. I look at the calendar posted on my wall. It really is Sunday.

Whatever, time for my morning routine. I pour myself a glass of water, eat my favorite cereal Bops, and do my warmup. Everyday I do as many push-ups, sit-ups, whatever, you name it, as I can. Normally it's about 2 for each. I'm pretty proud of my improvement.

Just last year I could only do 1 on average. And the year before that it was the same 1, but the average was more like 2. Sometimes I could do one, other times half. It's whatever. As long as I get my exercise in, I won't be sad.

While I'm out jogging, I remember what happened to me right before waking up. There was a voice in my head and it sounded like a girl's voice, but also like a machine. I'm freaking out because there was no way I'm hallucinating. This can't be a joke because it's impossible to change the time.

I'm extremely curious, so I call my best friend Lil up. Lil is an aspiring rapper and honestly his music is great. He's a genius that appears once in a lifetime. His song "Bucci Bang" has over 69 billion views on HimTube. That's crazy because he world population is just 19 billion.

Anyway I call my homie up. I hope he's awake, probably not because it's 6AM on a Sunday. Or maybe he is because he was making another fire beat. I hear him say "yo, who dis?"

"It's me, Richard. I need your help bro."

"Nah I'm finna go to sleep. Tomorrow"

"If you don't help me then I'm gonna ddos your moms internet." This is a huge problem for Lil because his parents don't know how to use the Internet and it'll be a huge problem for him because his parents will call him.

"Don't you dare"

"Say I won't"

"You will"

"That's right b*tch. Pull up to my house."

"Bet" Lil, hangs up.

At this point, I'm not even home yet. Hopefully I get home before him.

Guess not, Lil is already at my door. He's extremely mad because he drove his Bamborghini Beneno here. He drove well over the speed limit and got pulled over twice. It's all cool though. He's rich enough to get out of the situation.

"Where the f*ck were you? I was waiting for 30 minutes!"

"At your mom's house."

"Can you be serious for once? What do you need?"

"Last night I was partying a lot. I brought a lot of girls over to my hou..."

"And you didn't invite me. I thought we were best buddies."

"That's not the point, the point is that I hit my head on my ceiling and then I think I died. I then hear a voice in my head about some system thing."

"Oh my god, you have a system."

"What is this system thing and how do you know about it?"