Post by q105090 on Mar 28, 2010 2:38:22 GMT -4
"Damn, stupid idiots. What were their problems? Gave me such a beating for nothing......." I cursed at my wounds as I dragged myself up the hill.
You see, 2 hours ago, i managed to get myself bashed up really badly. 5 punks, all ganged up on me, ripped my pants pocket open, grabbed my wallet and car keys and left me there to bleed.
Sad to say, I don't die so fast.
I cursed at the air again, and fumbled about my good pocket for the address of the place I rented. None of the landmarks seemed familiar.
I'm from Singapore, coming all the way here to meet a childhood friend. We're both 12 when she left, and I really missed her. Recently we talked over facebook and MSN, but when my school decided to have a exchange program, I jumped at the chance.
Today was a free day and while we're supposed to stick to our groups, I sneaked off, with the excuse of being sick, of course. I went off towards our meeting point, as she described..........
And gotten myself absolutely lost in the bustling marketplace. A jeweler came up to me and offered lucky necklaces and strength bands, but I refused. Until I saw the necklace itself.
It was a metal chain, and in the middle of it was a stone, encrusted into the metal as if the metal itself grew it. The stone was green with a slight badly carved four leafed clover on it. I figured this would be a nice gift, since she liked this kind of stuff, so I bought it and kept it in my soon-to-be good pocket, and soon learnt the meaning of irony.
After that, I got mugged. End of afternoon.
And right now, being hopelessly lost is a wonderful thing, especially on the road. You never know when you'd turn into roadkill in a quiet place.
Being desperate, I considered the possibilities of hitchhiking. Sure, it'd be exciting and fun, but I could get hitchhiked by some weirdo, and end up being in 12 different places. All at the same time.
"Oh well" I waited for a car.
Sure enough, a black limo came up the road. Instantly, I held up the universal sign for hitchhiking, and sure enough the car stopped.
The window went down. "Need a ride?" The man asked. He wore an expensive looking suit, complete with handkerchief and hat. All he needed was a butler and he's my perfect stereotype for a filthy rich man.
"Errr, I'm kinda lost. Could you take me back to the Argolot hotel?" I asked.
"Wow, you sure came a long way from there. That's about 3 miles from here. Tell you what, my mansion's just a bit from here. You could come up for a bit and have a seat, and I'll contact whoever your guardian is that you're here with me safely. I'm pretty well known around here, so you'll be fine, I hope."
Did he just say I hope? "Erm, OK, I guess. What time is it?" I asked
"My boy, its about 4 in the afternoon here. And hop in." The lock gave a click, and I entered. Just as I closed the door, heavy raindrops pelted against the window.
"Ah, rain. The sound of it is wonderful." The man said as he drove up.
"I never got your name......." I hesitated. Would this be an appropriate question?
"My name is Hugo, Hugo Prosperio." Hugo said with a smile.
And the long drive begins...................
You see, 2 hours ago, i managed to get myself bashed up really badly. 5 punks, all ganged up on me, ripped my pants pocket open, grabbed my wallet and car keys and left me there to bleed.
Sad to say, I don't die so fast.
I cursed at the air again, and fumbled about my good pocket for the address of the place I rented. None of the landmarks seemed familiar.
I'm from Singapore, coming all the way here to meet a childhood friend. We're both 12 when she left, and I really missed her. Recently we talked over facebook and MSN, but when my school decided to have a exchange program, I jumped at the chance.
Today was a free day and while we're supposed to stick to our groups, I sneaked off, with the excuse of being sick, of course. I went off towards our meeting point, as she described..........
And gotten myself absolutely lost in the bustling marketplace. A jeweler came up to me and offered lucky necklaces and strength bands, but I refused. Until I saw the necklace itself.
It was a metal chain, and in the middle of it was a stone, encrusted into the metal as if the metal itself grew it. The stone was green with a slight badly carved four leafed clover on it. I figured this would be a nice gift, since she liked this kind of stuff, so I bought it and kept it in my soon-to-be good pocket, and soon learnt the meaning of irony.
After that, I got mugged. End of afternoon.
And right now, being hopelessly lost is a wonderful thing, especially on the road. You never know when you'd turn into roadkill in a quiet place.
Being desperate, I considered the possibilities of hitchhiking. Sure, it'd be exciting and fun, but I could get hitchhiked by some weirdo, and end up being in 12 different places. All at the same time.
"Oh well" I waited for a car.
Sure enough, a black limo came up the road. Instantly, I held up the universal sign for hitchhiking, and sure enough the car stopped.
The window went down. "Need a ride?" The man asked. He wore an expensive looking suit, complete with handkerchief and hat. All he needed was a butler and he's my perfect stereotype for a filthy rich man.
"Errr, I'm kinda lost. Could you take me back to the Argolot hotel?" I asked.
"Wow, you sure came a long way from there. That's about 3 miles from here. Tell you what, my mansion's just a bit from here. You could come up for a bit and have a seat, and I'll contact whoever your guardian is that you're here with me safely. I'm pretty well known around here, so you'll be fine, I hope."
Did he just say I hope? "Erm, OK, I guess. What time is it?" I asked
"My boy, its about 4 in the afternoon here. And hop in." The lock gave a click, and I entered. Just as I closed the door, heavy raindrops pelted against the window.
"Ah, rain. The sound of it is wonderful." The man said as he drove up.
"I never got your name......." I hesitated. Would this be an appropriate question?
"My name is Hugo, Hugo Prosperio." Hugo said with a smile.
And the long drive begins...................