Mateo
I groan as I realize that I have slept over my alarm and my head was hurting like a bitch,why the hell do I have a headache. Than it clicks of course school is starting soon. September the worst month of the year. I check the time on my phone,10 am ugh. I get out of my bed which was already hard enough when your head was pounding. While attempting to head to the bathroom I almost fell head first. When I finally make it I take off my boxers as that's the only thing I sleep with and take a quick shower. Not a big fan of staying in the water for to long so I finish my shower fast and got out.
Standing in front of my mirror I turn around to check the same thing I always do after a shower. The scar. It was ugly really ugly. Every morning I stare it for a good five minutes. Trying to remember how it happened. I sometimes can remember things but it feels more like a dream than reality. My parents who adopted me right after the incident never told me a thing. They said it happened a long time and I don't have to worry about. How stupid of me for not getting answers. I loved them but they always hid my past life from me. My mom was a surgeon whilst my dad was a lawyer. They thought if they give me a luxurious life that would make me forgot my shitty past. Which it kind of did for quite of a while but everything changed after there death. My eyes opened up to many things and one of them definitely been how everyone I love goes away.
I stop thinking about nonsense that really doesn't mean anything anymore and wrap a towel around my waist and go to my walk in closet. How cheerful I say sarcastically as my closet had many shades of black,grey,and some dark brown. I lay my eyes on a over size black t-shirt and pair it with black cargo pants. After I was done putting clothes on I head to my dresser and open the top drawer were my chains were nicely organized. I put on my rings spray some cologne and brush my hair. After I was done getting ready I call my best friend Max. As much as I hate him hes the only person in this world who kind of understands me or at least he tries too. I've known Max for all my life so we get along pretty well. Even though sometimes I wanna rip his head off.
I was sitting down on the couch downstairs flipping through the TV channels as I hear the door bell ring. I get up and open the door.
"Should of came a little later," I say sarcastically as I point to my watch.
"Oh come on bro mom wouldn't let me go without giving me the longest lecture." He says pushing through me to walk in and I close the door behind him.
"About," I ask curiously. Max plops him self on the sofa and starts flipping through the channels as he does that he turns around and answers me. "What can you guess nothing else but school."
"Of course," I reply while also taking a seat on the sofa and watch the tv as he changes the channel every second. After a few minutes he gives up and looks at me.
"Did you eat man I am hungry."
"I made my self a toast sandwich," I answer him while pulling out my phone.
"Ok I am hungry let's order food," Max also pulls out his phone and I nod in agreement. "Pizza works right?" I look up from my phone and respond with "vegetable." After he finishes ordering he turns off his phone and sits next me. Yeah he's about to ask me some dumb question.
"So bro what's your plans this year," Max says as he has this odd smirk on his face. Gosh I knew exactly what that smirk meant and I really didn't wanna talk about this right now.
"Max don't you dare."
"OH COME ON you're 18 almost 19 and you haven't even HUGGED a girl," he yells at me and I just look at him and say "and."
"And come on look at how many pretty girls are in our school."
"Personality," I respond and he rolls his eyes at me.
"I don't think it's because of that."
"What than."
"Your half Mexican bro you probably want some flavor and our school only has white girls that must be it," he says in a proud voice as if he just solved the hardest puzzle.
"I just don't want a women in my life,simple."
"Mhm okay enough girl talk I still have all senior year to beg you wanna go out and shoot some hoops."
"Let's go," I say thanking god he closed up that conversation. We play outside for hours we went from shooting hoops to playing soccer to passing a football around. My dad was always playing sports with me and keeping me in shape. Not one day passed with out us going outside and doing some productive things. That was him he really enjoyed spending time with the people he loves and made sure to never waste his time on nonsense. Over the years I think I picked up the habit too.
As usual my thoughts were disturbed by Max loud voice. "I am gonna go inside let me know when the pizza delivery comes."Max yells as he heads inside.
A few minutes or so the pizza arrives and I get in the house so we can eat.
After we're done eating Max goes back home and I decide to go to the store to buy some groceries.
Fruits?check,veggies?check,protein shakes?check,meat?check,juice?check, granola bars?check,random unhealthy snacks?of course check. I was mentally checking the list I had made in my head. As I was done checking out at the self cashier I head out but hear a familiar voice call for me.
"Mateo my man not gonna see your around anymore," I turn around and bro hug Jacob the manager of the store.
"Yup man school starting."
"I understand work hard for me and get good grades alright big boy."
"Yes sir," I say jokingly.
"So you gonna come around the school breaks to work."
"Of course."
"Alright we'll miss your hard working ass have a great night."
"You too," I say as I head out. Yup that's right I worked a full time job over the summer at the grocery store. Two reasons why I did that, if I didn't find a job than I would've spent my summer at home and that was for sure not gonna happen because I was gonna go insane. Than the second being because I want to depend on my self. My parents are rich yes but that doesn't mean let me go spend every dollar here and there and waste their hard work. I park my black BMW in the garage along side my other cars and motorcycles. Heading inside I place the grociers on the kitchen island. Getting everything out of it's bag and placing it in its place. After I am I walk down to my workout room we're i have my punching bag and a bunch of gym equipment. I finish my work out routine and go to the kitchen so I can grab a quick snack. After I was done eating I go up stairs to my room so I can take a shower. I change into some comfy clothes and crash into my bed. Gosh I am sore next thing I know my eyes are closed and I had drifted into deep sleep.
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Inferno
(n.) a large fire that is dangerously out of control
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note:ok this is the introduction to Mateo
Next chapter things will actually start happening!
Here's Mateo sense of fashion/style to anyone who's interested:)