It was the best of the times, it was the worst of times; it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness; it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incrudility; it was the season of light, it was the season of darkness; it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair.
While reading newspaper my eyes flickers over an article which says “Invention of the era-Robowarrior released”. Ever since I have heard that Neoflies Corp. , the best game developing company, is working on a new game in which we can fight wearing robot armor, I am very excited yet totally disappointed because of the 1,20,000 $ price tag which is out of reach for people like me. I have always asked my dad that why cool gadgets are only made for richi rich type children.
You all must be wondering that who is this “I”; sorry my fault. I’m Drake, an eighteen year old boy studying at Starkville University. Actually, it is my first today in the Starkville University as my family has recently moved to Starkville, a small town on the outskirts of a city away from pollution as my mom says.
Mom yelled” Drake better hurry up you don’t want to be late on your first day, or do you dear?”
Mom’s voice snaps me out of my dreams, and I look at my watch. Mom is right I better hurry up. Taking my bag I hurry to give my mom a hug, much like a tradition to me as I have been doing this since the time I started walking. My college is just a few blocks away, so I consider walking or better to say running.
Being a single child has its own problems. Like my dad don’t allow me to drive due to safety reasons, as he put it forward. These long walks help me a lot in maintaining an athletic body; I don’t look like a nerd anymore. Before leaving home I got directions to university from mom, but due to these cluster of roads I’m lost. I see a girl standing at bus stop and started approaching her to ask directions.
“Excuse me, miss”
She turned and after just a glance my heart started beating faster. Her black curls fell over shoulder to contrast her purple, cable stitched sweater. Her deep blue eyes are enhanced by the contrast of her red skirt and red heels.
“Yes, say” she says.
“Will you please tell me the way to Starkville University?”
“Take a right turn from here and move straight till you see a clock tower. From there take a left and you will reach university” she replies with an innocent accent.
As soon as I open my mouth to thank her, a car stops and a boy came towards me.
“Hey punk! Get away from her. “He yells and pushes me back.
“Mark, have a break. He was just asking directions” she tries to defend me.
“Alex, you don’t know these low minded people. First they ask for directions and later will rob you” Saying this, he step towards his car and she followed him. He started engine and within a few seconds his car disappeared out of my sight and leave me wondering if I will get another chance to meet that girl.
Following her directions, I reach university and after a bit of roaming found my classroom. I sit on the only vacant seat in the last row next to a boy.
“Hello, I’m drake”
“Hi, nice to meet you I’m martin. I haven’t seen you around her, you new here?”
“Yes, I moved here just a few days back”
“That’s cool dude, want to be friends?” martin ask.
“Yeah sure”
Suddenly bell rings followed by a middle aged man. Everyone stand and wish him good morning.
“Good morning students. Today I have good news for you all, regarding robowarrior game.”
Hearing the name of game, everyone starts clapping and tapping their desks.
“Be silent and move to auditorium where you will be addressed by the creator of this magnificent game”
As soon as he finishes, everyone starts running out of classroom and martin says me to follow him. After reaching auditorium I sit next to martin and wait for the news. When everyone gets seated an old man come on stage and greeted everyone.
“Hello students, I’m glad to announce you all that Neoflies Corp. have chosen our university to be the battle ground of Robowarrior game. Please put your hands together for Dr. Steve, creator of game, along with her daughter, Alex and Mr. Mark, son of Neoflies Corp founder.”
Hearing names of Mark and Alex create uneasiness inside me. Is it possible they can be the same people about whom I’m thinking? I stared on stage and got astonished, yes she is the same girl who took my breath away this morning.
“Thank you sir for such a warm welcome. You all must be wondering why I’m here aren’t u? So I will directly get to the point. Robowarrior is a game where you can fight like a robot with the help of special watches. We have decided to distribute few samples in each university for its promotion. Hope you all will like it. Alex and Mark will give these watches to students with potential to use them.” Addressed Dr. Steve
This story is not yet finished so Friends please leave your valuable comments on this story so that i can complete it in a better way.
great ! :)
ReplyDeleteThank you Manvi.
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