-Hoho, girl. What are you doing? You don't say hello to your father.- The older man said to his daughter.
-Dad, I thought you were focused on the barbecue. Besides, the birthday boy kidnapped me to show me his new toys.- Miley said jokingly to her father.
-I see that a little demon wants to steal my princess. You'll pay dearly, demon!.- The father shouted to his son as he began to walk threateningly towards the boy.
Elias, upon hearing the grumpy man's shout, separated from his sister and ran towards one of the piled-up gifts. He grabbed the shield and sword set, and stood against the evil invader.
-Woah haha. Evil merchant with a black heart. I have kidnapped your daughter so that you will let him steal the money of the people of the kingdom.- Said Elias or rather the Hero of the people, with total seriousness and conviction.
Hearing the comment 'black-hearted merchant' everyone couldn't help but burst out laughing. While the father made an involuntary grimace with his mouth.
-Hmph, little brat, it seems that today your destiny will be to accompany the pig on the grill.- He said grumpily to the child, when he reached him and began to take him apart. To then take him to the patio where his final destiny will reside.
-Ahhh, unscrupulous merchant. You'll understand when the real heroine comes for you... Ahhh sister, don't let him cook me, I don't have a good taste. Let me go.- Elias begged when he saw that they were taking him to the grill.
Miley couldn't stop laughing at the antics of her brother and father. When she calmed down, she began to tidy up the scattered gifts a little. When she finished, her gaze that rises, falls on the various objects, which filled a large part of a giant piece of furniture that extended from wall to wall. They were trophies, medals, diplomas and certificates of all kinds.
The cabinet was divided into 4 sections. The first 2 were almost full of awards. The third was about 1/3 full. And the last one was empty.
Each section could be associated with a family member.
Miley looks at the awards in her own section.
Best average in exams in the province. Primary level. For ****** ********.
Best average in exams in the province. Secondary level. For ****** ********.
Winner of the Mi Voz Kids children's singing contest. ****** ********.
Winner of the initial level piano contest. ****** ********.
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Miley couldn't stop looking at her display case and comparing it to her parents'. Her gaze showed challenge and expectations for what she still had to achieve. But, deep down there was a hint of tiredness.
-Miss, food is about to be served.- Albert called, seeing her so concentrated but with a downcast figure.
Miley, upon hearing this, cleared her mind by shaking her head and got up to go to the patio where dinner was going to be taken.
Upon arriving, she saw her father cutting the meat that was already ready to be served. Her brother, sitting upright with each hand with a cutlery pointing upwards, anxiously waiting for the food. And her mother distributing the plates and side dishes on the table. Miley helped to tidy up and sat next to Elias.
When the food arrived on the little boy's plate, he began to devour it as if there was no tomorrow.
-Brat, eat slower.- Miley told her brother.
-He was running all day. Today he's going to sleep like a piglet.- says his mother.
-And tomorrow we'll throw him on the fire for lunch.- said his father while looking at him mockingly.
Upon hearing this, Elias, terrified, stops and begins to eat more slowly.
-Daughter, how was work and college?-
-Everything is fine, mom. I'm practicing for the interuniversity meeting on management. You know that the professors were quite insistent that I participate. As for work, after closing the last agreements, we began to implement the new functions to the design application.-
-Woooah, my sister is great!- Elias exclaimed upon hearing so many things that he didn't understand but that sounded incredible.
-Well done, daughter. But you should relax when you can. You've been going at a very heavy pace lately. You know that concentrating on many things at the same time is counterproductive.- His father told him.
-It's like your father says. You shouldn't overestimate the capabilities of your body. Robert knows quite a bit about that.- The mother reprimanded her husband with a withering look.
-Hey, at that time I was young and inexperienced. I just went with the flow of what I wanted to achieve without keeping my status in mind...-
After a few blinks, Miley is startled, begins to breathe rapidly and look around. Suddenly, she realizes that she was no longer at the table, having dinner with her family. She was lying on the bed in her old room.
She grabs her head with her hands and thinks-How did I get here? Why can't I remember?- She breathes deeply and looks for her cell phone to see the time. It was 1:30 am the next day.
With one hand rubbing her eyebrows, she lies down on the bed looking at the dark ceiling of her room.
-Is this stress?...-
*End of Miley's POV*
Back to the moment when Leo left the gym.
Upon returning home, Leo enters his room and begins to record with the mask on.
-Hello, today is day 2 of the physical change. Today after the morning jog. I'll try a series of some basic exercises.-
After recording the intro he lays down on the floor where the camera was pointing and gets into the push-up position as his cousin had told him. Leo could remember exactly what he had said.
He starts doing the push-ups slowly.
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When he tries the sixth push-up his arms were already shaking. But with willpower he manages to do it, along with 2 more.
At number 8 his arms gave out. Letting his body fall onto the exercise mat.
[+15 Exp in Physical Control Skill]
-Haaa, haa. Looks like 8 is my limit for now.-
After resting, he stands up to try the squats. He gets into the correct position and starts.
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And with all his effort he manages to get to the 10th. Then he falls to the floor.
Shit, I'm supposed to get to school today.
After resting he tries the sit-ups, placing his feet under a piece of furniture. After a great effort, he ends up failing, stopping at the ninth step.
He rests and continues with the exercise he needs to do, the plank, easily achieving his daily goal.
When he finishes, Leo is left with his whole body sweating and without the strength to even get up.
With a great push and almost crawling, he is able to get to the bathroom to take a cold shower.
When he leaves, with the strength he has left, he returns to his computer to finish the video and edit it, to then upload it to the blog.
While he is uploading, he reviews the comments from the previous post.
They range from messages of encouragement, concern, advice and a few of slight mockery.
Like 'What pack of toothpicks did you come from', 'Is it true that they used you as a model for the Fiddlestick character?'.
There were also people who asked for more posts about video games.
When the video finished uploading, Leo turns off the PC and throws himself on the bed after setting several alarms at high volume, to wake him up in a few hours.
BRMM BRMMM BRMMM BRMMMM
With the vibration of the cell phone plus the sound of a motorcycle that he set as an alarm, Leo woke up startled.
He gets up, and notices that his whole body hurts. But holding on with his teeth clenched, he looks for his clothes and begins to iron them. Then he gets dressed and gets ready in front of the mirror.
He puts on his backpack and searches the refrigerator for some fruit to eat on the way. When he finishes getting ready, he leaves his house heading to his school.
Leo's high school was about 15 blocks away. Despite his aching legs, he managed to arrive just in time for the start.
It was a new institute that could be considered average for the entire city. Having few students graduated with high grades, he began to give priority to sports activities. Having had several students accepted into the National Sports University. And 2 of them with provincial performances. Although it was not a great achievement, it was enough for the city to take him into consideration if his son was going to dedicate himself to sports. Or have low study enthusiasm.
Clearly Leo was one of the last. Since there was a month and a half left for the final exam, and his physical change would barely be noticeable. Or so he thought.
Clang clang clang clang
The bell rang indicating the start of classes. And the final effort of all the kids who did not want to be late.
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