Spring Day Novel 2 chapter 2
by Maya Fadeeva, Bulgaria
Alexander started packing his bags. He was
thinking. It’s worth it mentioning that Alex (he liked being
called this way) was just a little bit exceptional, so to say.
He thought a lot – this was something most kids his age did
rarely. He read as well. Books were definitely unusual in modern
life. Sometimes Alex was becoming so deeply absorbed in his
philosophical reflections that he was getting aggressive. The
others were all just too lazy for this. His aggression was never
a really destructive one (well, except for this one time an year
ago when he broke his PC by throwing it off the balcony and
crushing with it the neighbor’s newly bought electric car).
Sometimes everything Alex thirsted for was fresh air, a little
bit more independence, he needed to scream, shout and yell,
swear and curse. Somehow Alex never managed to BE a regular
contemporary guy. And he knew it.
“What can I do in Wales that I can’t do here?
Nothing. Simply nothing.” He was right – modern life had made
traveling and tourism use- and meaningless. But anyway, daddy
wanted the whole family to go together in the “fully equipped
mansion”. After everyone was ready packing they got on the
Fastir and went to Wales in about ten-fifteen minutes.
The outdoor landscape looked different.
Everything else seemed the same to Alex.
The Wales mansion was at a very distant place
from any other signs of civilization. The big house looked like
a small medieval castle. A sort of a piccolo-robot came out and
got all the bags. Alex immediately perceived that the machine
was an old model. His father somehow saw the distraction in his
sons eyes and explained “look, Alexander, I wanted nothing to
remind me of the common life I’m leading. That’s why I rented a
house looking like a castle. Even the
here - here we have robots and machines for every single
activity he wouldn’t want to do ourselves, but they are all
older models, aged thirty, even forty years. I wished that this
weekend turn out to be a retro experience, do you understand
“I guess I do, dad.”
“This older computer equipment has a main
computer, Alex, that needs someone to look after the machinery.
Probably you can’t believe it.”
“Somehow I manage to, dad.” Alex sounded as if he
is absolutely not interested in his father’s words. But he was
astonished by the idea of getting so close to “history” – the
term he used for everything, that was not contemporary.
A young man, not more than two or three years
older than Alex, came out to welcome the Greek guests. The guy
was dressed with worn out jeans and a T-shirt. He looked exactly
like a character from the old movies Alex liked watching.
“Hi, my name is Sebastian. I’m local. I’ll be
absolutely invisible to you during your stay here. Believe it or
not, there are no hidden cameras in the mansion, so you don’t
have to worry at all that I’ll witness your private family life.
But in case you need me for anything – this door on the
left-hand side of the main gate leads to the basement, where the
main computer is situated. I’m there almost all the time.”
He turned his back and entered the door he
pointed a second ago without waiting for any reply.
Alex and his parents looked at each other.
“Strange boy. He is probably your age, darling”. “Probably,
mum”, answered Alex.
The small family finally entered the house. Alex
took a good look around and chose himself a cozy bedroom in the
last floor. It was remarkable that the ceiling was all made of
glass. It was already getting darker. Alex smiled. He was
thinking how he is going to watch the moon and stars tonight.
An hour later Alex went downstairs to the
gorgeous gigantic living room. As he thought, his parents were
there – watching the news on the cubical Television Center.
“I don’t understand you. This great house, the
nature, simply everything distracts me so much from any sort of
news. I don’t want to get depressed this two days.”
“Honey, we we’ll switch off the TV as soon as
dinner is ready”, replied his mother without turning an eye from
Dinner was ready within half an hour. Alex was
feeling strange. He really couldn’t understand his parents. They
were leading the same conversations they would lead at home. His
father was telling stupid jokes about his colleges, his mother
mentioned the bills and a sale at one boutique.
As soon as he finished his dinner, Alex got up
the table and went for a walk in the big garden.
Suddenly he heard loud music, coming like from
underground. He immediately associated it with Sebastian. Alex
decided to go downstairs and visit this weird boy.
He opened the door to the basement without
knocking. The room was extremely big, crammed with all types of
modern and older equipment. Sebastian was not alone. There were
about forty young people. They were having a party. But
everything seemed absolutely different from what Alex had seen.
This boys and girls were looking like people from fifty years
The music stopped. Everyone looked at Alex. He
never ever had felt more stupid before.
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