It was currently 8.30 pm in Orlando; due to the lights present any would doubt it was night if it were not for the moon that was present in the dark sky. Couples could be seen parading the streets, some with children while others were just a pair, restaurants and other such attractions were fully open and crowded with people, this was also the case for the street and sidewalks which were crowded with people moving to and fro while others just stayed in place and others doing what was called a street performance, this made Orlando look very lively even at this time at night but this wasn't the same everywhere.
In one of the many streets of Orlando were located many various houses, some looked grand and extravagant while others looked average, the fact that none looked like trash went to show that this street was slightly better than others. Currently, these streets were eerily quiet and not many people could be seen walking but all the houses had their lights turned on, meaning individuals were up and awake but not many could be seen walking. From all this, one could guess that there was a certain rule prohibiting them from acting much during this time which caused most of them to stay indoors.
Anyway, among the many houses present one stood out in particular. It was a small house it at most two floors, painted in gray and black. Before the house was a garden consisting of various plants and vegetables but what stood out most about the house were the names written at the fence, 'Watts'
This was the house of Michael's family and currently the mood in the house wasn't the friendliest. Sitting on the dining table were 3 individuals, 2 of them looked like adults in their 50s and they sat opposite a boy who looked nothing above 17. The pair of two comprised of a man who stood at a height of 167cm and had a slightly chubby figure, he wore contact lenses and had black hair with strands of gray. This man was Michael's father, Nathaniel Watts and currently he had a stern look on his face, the other individual seated next to him was a woman who stood at a height of 166cm and had a slim figure, unlike her husband she didn't wear any lenses and she had long flowing brown hair, this was Michael's mother; Aurora Watts and she had a worried expression on her face. It was clear that the youth sitting opposite them was Michael.
From the mood around the room it was clear what was happening but let's understand the situation more by taking a flashback.
After the whole experience with Arianna and the men in black, Michael hurriedly rushed to the house, after all in his street kids below the age of 17 were supposed to be home before 6 pm. Michael's class usually ended around 4.50pm and the walk home usually took at most 10mins but the 'Arianna incident' which took a whole 30mins, he had around 40mins to get home. It was more than enough time to get home but knowing his parents, Michael knew he was in for a scolding session and he was perfectly right because as soon as he arrived home, his father sat him down on a chair and the scolding began.
This lead to the current turn of event, Nathaniel had said his piece and now only stared at his son, who looked at him with an indifferent expression. He was already used to his dad's antics of not listening and just saying what he wants. Seeing his son's indifferent expression, Nathaniel could only sigh as he said
"Listen Michael, I only want the best for you, that's why I'm taking my time to speak to you like this so I hope you understand"
"Yes I understand dad, may I go now?" Michael asked a bored expression on his face. Nathaniel sighed and nodded, immediately Michael stood up and headed upstairs towards his room and as soon as he arrived, he headed to the bathroom so as to clean up. After coming back he didn't take a bath because of the scolding which lasted an hour, so now he decided to clean himself.
As he showered and watched his body, he began recalling the events of today. He blushed as he recalled the way he spoke to Arianna on their first meeting, praised himself for ignoring everyone in class and thought of burying a hole for himself as he recalled the way he bowed to her, he couldn't help but feel today was a quite interesting day. Soon he was done with his bath and headed to his phone, a smile still on his face but he seemed completely unaware of this as he proceeded to his usual hobby of gaming.
Michael was completely unaware that he was smiling more than often because of a girl; one could only wonder how much he'll change after this encounter
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This marks the official end of the prologue and the story will officially begin from here, I hope you're going to continue this journey with me and enjoy every chapter as much as I do when writing them.