*CRASH!
I see everything like it's in slow motion. I'm slowly rotating mid-flight as the truck that just hit me spins out of control. I crash into a building, people jumping out of the way frantically.
"What the f**k is going on!?"
"Someone call an ambulance!"
"NOOO, my limited edition plushie!"
Cries ring out as I slowly come to a stop. What in the hell just happened?
[You have been selected]
*12 hours earlier*
"Hey T! Wait up!"
I turn to see a somewhat pudgy teen rushing towards me, looking excited.
"What's up Quinn?"
"Bro, it's the best time of the year! How could you have forgotten?" Quinn asked in shock.
"Uhh... is it Easter?"
"No."
"Christams?"
"It's April."
"Your birthday?"
"That was last month."
"My birthday?!"
Quinn looked at me silently, slowly shaking his head. I look at him, raising a questioning eyebrow.
"It's All You Can Eat Lunch Buffet!"
I look at Quinn incredulously.
"Seriously."
Quinn nodded his head vigorously and with tons of enthusiasm.
"..."
"Fat ass."
"What can I say, I'm a man of culture."
I just shake my head and slowly tiptoe away from Quinn, who seemed to be drooling just thinking about lunch.
***
*Ding!
I slowly stand up as I stretch my legs and arms and leave for my last class of the day. I silently thank the God's for allowing such a peaceful nap.
"Hey T!"
I turn slowly to see a familiar blob walking towards me.
"Quinn."
"I'm so excited!"
"Why? Isn't your fattening buffet already over?"
"Didn't you hear?"
I look at Quinn for a moment, pausing.
"..."
"Obviously NOT you f**king dimwit!"
Quinn laughed, undisturbed by my sarcastic remark.
"We got a transfer student, and get this... she's supposed to be super HOT."
I look at Quinn for a few moments, studying him.
"So?"
Quinn's jaw hits the floor in a dramatic fashion. He then sighs with pity like he just saw a stray.
"I forgot that you don't usually pay attention to that kind of stuff." He then stands tall and says in a serious tone, "Tryston Willis, you need to live more. Stop being a workaholic and enjoy your youth while you can."
"OK mom."
Quinn smirks, as if satisfied by my response, which makes me step away from him a few steps warily.
"Hey man, I'm as straight as they come."
He looks at me confused before walking into the locker room for gym class. We change quickly before running out to the field as we were slightly late.
"Tryston Willis, Quinn Dawson. You're both late by 30 minutes."
Me and Quinn look at our teacher sheepishly. Her name was Ms. West and she was what many boys in my class, well school, called a babe. She had curves in all the right places and her eyes were a beautiful grey with blonde hair. She was probably 5'7 or so. Quinn opens his mouth to speak.
"Well what can I say? I'm just a man who was busy doing important things."
I slap my forehead. That was probably the 5th shitiest excuse I've ever heard. The other four are from the same idiot who just spoke.
Ms. West looks st Quinn, slightly amused as she was used to his lame excuses. As was everyone else in this school.
"Right. Sure. You each have 50 laps. Quinn, you have double."
I burst out laughing at Quinn as he always got double yet still tried making excuses. Quinn sighs and then starts running along with me as the class gets back to doing whatever they were doing. Seems like track and field? Anyways, I was done relatively quickly as I was actually in pretty good shape. I just tend to avoid everyone and work. Money is the only way to survive you know? I sat down in the grass as the class did its thing and took a few deep breaths, noticing a girl with white hair and sapphire eyes doing exceptionally well. Better than most guys actually. I watched with a little interest as I had never seen her before.
'Must be the transfer.'
Quinn did not lie. She was pretty hot. Perky butt, nice sized chest and a slim waist with slender legs to boot. I whistled softly. I may not care about relationships and socializing, but a man can't help but admire a woman's beauty.
***
I walked slowly out of the school watching as people left. I leave the school grounds and head west to my first job which was at a restaurant. Work was pretty much lifeless as the business had been going downhill fast for years. As soon as I left it was around 7 p.m. I started walking to my next job which was at a convenience store but before I could make it, A truck hit me. And here we are. Back at the present.
'Damn! That hurt.'
I then focused on the strange... interface?
[You have been selected]
I stare at the interface, and then realize that I didn't feel pain anymore.
[You have died and been given an opportunity to reincarnate in world filled with cultivation and magic. Please choose how you would like to start]