Previously:
P.O.V Steven:
I must admit, I still miss her, I always dream about her every night, I think about her at all times ... but she would have wanted him not to suffer like that
That I live my life, that I discover new experiences, be they good, bad, regular, among other things, I only wish you well.
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At home
He let out a somewhat bored sigh because he had nothing else to do.
—sometimes being home alone is boring—
-I look at the time-
—its still early. . . Nothing will happen if I go out for a while, right ?. . .nah I don't think—
-He said to stop and fix himself a bit, take his keys and take an obvious map because he hardly knows the city-
—fine is everything—
-He was on the shore of the beach feeling the comfortable and rich breeze from the beach along with the water ... until a beach ball hit him in the face making one of confusion-
—Hmm, uh?—
—Sorry!—
-Said a brown-skinned girl dressed in a swimsuit who went for the ball-I'm really sorry it was unintentional
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—Calm down, nothing hurt hehe—
—which? Is your name—
—My name is Steven, Steven ... just Steven—
—Haha, well mine is Connie, but everyone calls me Connie or Coco "Nice to meet you"—
—"The pleasure is mine"—
-said the curly one to the brunette-
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—And you come alone?—
-I ask, saying curiosity to the dark-skinned girl-
—if I can know clearly—
—Oh, well I come here with my parents because I just arrived, well I did not finish because I have a month here and I am in school and blah blah blah basically I have been here for a while—
—And what school are you in? I'm at Crystal, and you?—
—In one that is near which is Gems High School—
—Oh I never heard of her—
-he said without thinking-
—but hey, I'm retiring I'll continue with my personal "Tour" hehe—
—Oh well, bye have fun Steven—
-he said to go with his parents-
—Sure, bye—
-He said to turn around and leave the beach even in order to explore everything he can of the city-
P.O.V Narrator:
And as our little favorite teenager said, he left the beach to continue exploring the city both on foot and by transport, he looked at places that caught his attention, among other places until night came and he had to go home.
—What, why does time go by so fast?—
-I let out a sigh but I couldn't do anything-
—Well there is no other so I better go but. . .—
-I look to the sides trying to orient myself -
—Where the hell am I? Let's see, if I went in. . .and then on. . .after here. . .ay no fuck, don't tell me I got lost? Let's see Steven, you have lost yourself in more dangerous places than this, you will know what to do first ask someone—
-I look at people to ask-
—Excuse me sir, do you know where we are?—
-the man looked a little to the sides-
—we are in the street of the "moss" weird name I know—
—Oh thanks—
-he said to look at the map-
—to see I live in. . Haha, Av.Crystalline rays, it's a bit far—
-I look at the time on his mobile-
—If I hurry, maybe I'll get there earlier, I just have to take the right shortcuts—
-he said to put away his map and his cell phone and start walking or rather running until his cell phone vibrated-
—Oh no, what do I do? What do I do? . .ay no way—
-I answer-hello?
—Hi Steven—
-It was very clear that it was the father-
—H-Hello dad—
-He sounded nervous even as he tried to hide it-
—What's up?—
—Nothing, I just wanted to call to see how you are at home—
—Well, I'm fine thank you lol just bored for being home alone why?—
—Well, anyway, I'm just calling you to tell you that I'll be home late today, possibly at 6:00 AM—
—Really?! I-I mean I say—
-Cough a little-
—really? and because?—
—The usual, unforeseen double shift, so don't fall asleep late, okay? Bye-bye—
—Oh my god you are great, Thank you!
-He said clearly happy and continue on his way more calm-
—well don't get excited anymore, you still have to go to school. . and it's late—
~ A few hours ... well not without exaggerating an hour later ~
-the boy is relatively close to his home and he was looking at him as if he were looking at an oasis in a burning desert, however it lasted a short time because he looked at his father's patrol-
—ay, dear god why?—
-He approached to the door to open it slowly with the keys luckily there was no one in the room but to his bad luck it was dark-you're a feather, you are. . .a. . .feather of several kilos and something heavy. . .-Said between some. . .not very discreet whispers until. . BOOM !! was what was heard when "the heavy pen" tripped over a piece of furniture throwing it, we are talking about Steven, what did you expect?-
—Oh no ..—
- I look up to see if I don't wake up-
—uff luckily not awake yet—
-lift the table, placing it carefully-
—here we go ..—
- he said to go up to his room which was a damn odyssey for him because PUM !! A piece of furniture was heard falling again, meh Steven, what did you expect? -
—What is worse? What is so clumsy when trying to be discreet Or what still does not wake up? which is weird
-When he was at the door of his room he opened it slowly and went in turning on the light to change his clothes for a more comfortable one and go to bed from how "dead" he was -
—and finally at home, note to myself, not leaving much of House—
~ The next day ~
It was a beautiful morning, the birds were singing and ... ahg let's be frank, the cars could be heard passing one after another, the steps of neighbors going to their work and / or school hours but being with our protagonist well ...
-the only thing that could be heard in the house of the curly one, were his snoring that resounded in all but in the whole house and there was his father, looking at him with crossed arms with a slightly angry look-
—"Are you comfortable?"—