Chapter 11: V.I.S.A.

I turn my mind back to more important matters.

My job was to be at the school, along with two other teenagers, in two days, and board a bus. That would take me where I needed to go next. I could not wait to tell my AI system, V.I.S.A (Very Intelligent Systematic Acronym).

She does everything in my workshop out back. She is also the only "friend" I've got. I created her when I was eight. She won me the science fair four times in a row and nine times total! I even programmed her to speak all the languages I could.

I get home, throw my backpack on the table, leave a note and the letter on the table and head out to my workshop. It was just an old tool shed in our small backyard. Including the porch on the front of it, it took up almost half of the yard. We lived in a small rundown neighborhood with not that much around. Our neighbor at the end of the street has been arrested more times than I can count if that tells you anything about the area, but hey! New York's home!

"V.I.S.A open the door!" The monitor outside the door turns blue and the door slowly opens on its hydraulics. I look down at the floor as I am going in. My dad had left me some spare parts he had found today with a note that said he and mom would be back in a few hours. He had a job that needed to be done but his assistant hadn't showed so he had mom step in, she knew a thing or two about it.

'Probably because of his lazy assistant again.' I muttered, picking up the parts and putting it inside the door on a red circular tray.

"Sir Tony, how are my mechanics looking today? Do you want me to put this all away?" V.I.S.A asks. A pair of metal arms extend from the ceiling and point to the junk I had just plopped down.

"Sure V.I.S.A, also start the computer and pull up the system. I need to figure something out."