《Lord of lust》Sam Vegal
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In a mid-sized blue white two-story house with a considerably sized backyard, an alarm clock could be heard throughout the house.
Beep beep beep beep beep beep be- the alarm was suddenly stopped by a hand reaching out from under the blanks on the bed next to the table where it sat. the hand grabbed the clock and threw it out the closed window across the room at great speed breaking through the glass costing the clock most of its momentum and started to fall where it a black cat the size of a bobcat that let out a very angry and annoyed hiss at the window.
"Sam, stop throwing your alarm clocks out the window that's the eighth one this week and the third time you have hit that cat I do not want to be sue again" a woman in her fortis scream from down the stairs.
"Yes, mom " the teen in the bed now named Sam, full name Samuel vegal shouted back from under his covers reluctantly remove his arm from under his cozy blankets towards the the bedside table to grab his holo-bracelet, a silver band at a third-inch thick and covering most of his wrist when he wore it. Activating it he pulled up his classes for the day and was glad when he saw that he only had three but the feeling was turned to dust when he was that together they lasted all day. Groaning he threw the blanket off him revealing an 18-year-old with a swimmers build and light skin, getting off the bed ran his hand through his short dark and sorta messy hair and open his emerald green eyes to the world.
After stretching out his body to rid himself of the remain desire to crawl back in to his bed Sam went over to his to his room door to grab the outfit hang off of it, the outfit was his school uniform it consisted of a dark blue button up with red accents plus there matching pants with the schools emblem patch on the upper left breast. Throwing the uniform over his arm sam opened the door and walked out the door intending to head towards the bathroom only to run into his dad walking up the stairs who looked dead on his feet more than usual.
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"Hey dad you are up late for work," Sam asked concerned for his father's state.
Letting out a tired sigh his father replied in a voice that only made Sam more worried " actually sam I'm just getting back from work and now I have to prepare for your mother and I trip."
Shaking his head "dad don't worry I don't think mom will be upset preparing for you she knows how much your boss has it out for you so I think you can go take a nap unless you plan to nap during your trip, so what do you think will make her more upset?" Sam asked though it was not really a question they both knew the answer clearly because something similar happened before.
Shaking his head and not saying anything knowing his son was right Mr.vegal just walked down to the room he shared to get as much sleep as he could, back with Sam he smiled at his victory before going to his shower.
Exiting the bathroom sam made a quick stop at his room to toss in the grey gym short he slept in into his hamper well on the hamper.
Descending the stairs he made to the kitchen to make himself a plate of the food his mother cooked which consists of some sky nut waffles and synthetic bacon an eggs with a glass of freshly squeezed explosive orange juice.
Sitting down at the table sam grabbed the honey maple syrup and poured it over his waffle. As he dug in he could tell that the sky nuts were fresh which caught him by surprise, but he like surprises of any kind.
Sky nuts were named for a few reasons one was that they were sky blue/white when they were ripe, two they were light and airy with a sharp tang that hit you like a bolt of lightning, three and the biggest was that the grew on trees flying high in the and their flight paths were almost impossible to predict, which made picking a labor comparable to Hercules's own.
So for his mother to make waffles fresh one was shocking and made him really curious what her job was because he knows that's where she got them from, but he promised not to ask and wait for the day that they would tell him.
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When he was almost done with the waffles his mother spoke up from across the table where she was reading a holo paper for the morning news.
"So how are the waffles," she asked with a smirk as Sam tried to fit the last waffle into his mouth whole, "pretty good I guess then" her son nodded "so what are your plans for today?"
Only after swallowing the last of his waffles and drinking a bit of juice did he speak " not much only three classes but they last the whole school day so I won't be able to see you and dad off at the airport" mostly succeeding in hiding how he would not be able to them for next three months or so.
It is fine you can see us when we get back and it not like we won't call, besides school is important and Sam remember the rules, while me and your father are a way you can have no more than three guests over a once, all door and windows, must be closed at sundown, make sure you check on the Farwell couples kid and house at least once a week, make sure you …. At this point, sam drowned her knowing already made a list that she planned to stick to the refrigerator.
After finishing his meal and placing the plate in the sick sam leaned against the counter while he drank the rest of his juice only to almost choke when he was the time was 9:42 which meant he literally had to leave now or he would miss the train while he did have was of making it to school on time without it but they were either very draining or would get him in trouble with the law again. So drowning the little juice left in his cup sam rushed out the door but not before saying goodbye to his mother dashing full speed down the street in the direction of the hovertrain station.
Sam arrived before the train docked in the station if only barely. While he tried to catch his breath sam entered the train and drooped into one of the seats. By the time he got his breathing mostly under control another teen around his age sat in the seat next to him this teen was 6'1 pale skin grey eyes brown and skinny, the kind of skinny that got him worried looks and had grandmother trying to feed every chance they got, this teen was Daniel Lost and he was Sam's best friend.
"I can tell from your breathing" Daniel spoke with his hand on his chin like a detective " that you were once again in a rush to catch the train because you either refused to get up this morning or you took your time eating, so which is it?
In response, Sam punched him in the arm and answered: " a bit of both really."
"One more question what did your alarm clock hit today?" he was clearly teasing his friend.
"A cat"
"Another cat!?'
"No the same one, she was really mad".
"I can imagine your mother was," Daniel said trying not to laugh.
"No I mean the cat she was really mad that I hit her again." the resigned way that Sam had said it was the final straw for Daniel as he broke out in laughter getting him a few unhappy looks from the other passengers.
Sam just frowned and laid back in his chair as the train took off from the station.
In the back of the train car a divine beauty was glaring heatedly at Sam, "so this is the one," she spoke with a voice like honey and silk " the one she considered worthy to succeed her, this foolish mortal this child, as she spoke her tone became angrier but she took a deep breath to calm down "it matters not what I feel I must follow my lords orders I must observe him and then start his trial."
Back with Sam, he was ignoring the looks he was getting even the one that was much more intense than the others.
{are you ready to hear more of this lord's story, well I will make sure to tell it to you all.}
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