N/A" SOOO TRIED IT'S 1:11 a.m and finally it's done, though the ending is sloppy at least it's done. I kind of regret making this. but don't forget to R&R. Thanks

I sat down for a moment. The atmosphere was so tense that I was losing myself. I didn't know if it was one of my usual hallucinations but it felt differently weird. I stared at my hands; clutching them both simultaneously to see if it was really reality because infront of me was the most unexpected view I could ever think of.

I couldn't recall much and it made me angry.

I was in a room with polished wooden planks tiles and wooden walls covered with plain blue wallpapers. I was sitting on a wooden stool at the far end of the room and infront of me was something I've never seen in my life. The place was a total stranger and even if it was just as like any other bedroom of some sort.

I stood up slowly and tried not to make a single noise as I crept towards the glass window on the other side.

There were people. Normal people walking. Well technically, passing by. Some in suits, others in casual attires just as most streets would be filled with. I caught glimpses on their faces; normal. I didn't know what was going on but I wasn't supposedly to be here. Well. I was at my bed at one point and the next thing I know is that I'm here. And the fact that this room doesn't resemble mine even the slightest and that freaks me out so badly.

Somebody knocked at the door. I turned scared. The knocking continued in pattern and all I could do was possibly; wait until the door gets busted door or unlocked.

"Sir Oce, Please come out from your room. Your father is waiting for you at the table." The voice sounded male and it was like with great respect. I was silent but somehow some part of my fear vaporized and it only left me curious on why.

The knob clicked and the door flew open. I flinched and scurried behind the curtains which somehow I though he wouldn't see me. I peeked out with one eye and saw a semi-regular guy in a butler suit. His face seems familiar like I met him before. I just couldn't determine who exactly since everything happened all in one moment; that's too much to take in and my mind couldn't cope up that fast.

"Sir Oce, What are you doing behind those curtains?" He just stood there infront of the doorway; like as if he wasn't going to come in. "Uhhmmm.. Hiding." I didn't like the guy that much; his fancy monotone and throwback language wasn't suitable for his age. Guessing from a distance; he was like around 20 but somehow it felt like I was talking to a 39 year old.

"Goodness gracious. From who?" He tried to panic fancily and went inside. He went near and set the curtains aside; revealing me behind. I saw his expression and he was deeply surprised in a shocked surprise reaction. I was puzzled and it gave me memories; that eyebrow, those set of eyes and face. And in an instant; everything flooded in and it came to my mine that it was Jade Ralf, my best friend.

"Why aren't you dress for breakfast?" He asked while he was fixing my bed. I was surprised to see him fixing my bed but that didn't came out of my mind but instead. "Oh my freaking gosh. Jade. Why the hell are you fixing my bed and why are you in a butler's suit?"

I had so many things to ask him but my stare met his and his reaction was the opposite of what I was expecting; confused. "Did you fell out of bed again, sir Oce?" He asked; with a quick smile at the end. He folded my sheets before he said something. I wasn't able to hear it out but it was kind of something he said earlier. I was so puzzled that I could figure out if he's just kidding or telling the truth but from what I've seen; that's not the Jade Ralf I know. He would fix my bed even for a million posadas. I haven't even seen him fixing his own bed let alone mine. "Go on. Hurry up and take a shower and go find something suitable to wear. I'll tell your father you'll be ready in a few minutes."

He already finished fixing my bed and was on his way out. I thought fast and asked. "Jade?"

He stopped and turned willingly and asked. "Did you say something, Sir Oce?"

"Nothing." I replied lifelessly. Immediately after that he turned and closes the door behind him. There was I again; alone. I tried to figure out why Jade was acting so weird and fancy. He held me short that I wasn't so prepared for this kind of output. I thought I'd be chatting with him all day with nonsense and sarcasm but instead he practically calls me 'sir' like best friends don't call each other as sir. I'd rather call him big brother like I usually do but calling me sir right now is like I'm being served by my best friend; which is so weird. I collected myself and told myself; if I was so curious of what's happening around me. I might as well just ask my father. Whoever he is and boy, I'd be surprise if it wasn't my father.

After a solid five minute mark, I was able to dry myself up from a quick shower and found a fancy looking set of clothes from one of the closets I have in the room. Momentarily; I figured out that it was my room since nobody showed up or either barged in claiming that it's either his/her room. It was a sweet suite; a cozy master bed, personal bathroom, huge closets and rich stuffs like that.

I tidied my attire and it felt cozy at my skin; it was made from light fabric and cotton. I stared at the mirror for a quick drop off before I'd left my room and pretty much; I never been this so fancy since I attended a five star restaurant once.

Someone knocked and this time I answered. "Come in"

The door went slowly open and revealed the Butler whom I keep talking Jade. "ohh Hi Jade. How do I look?"

"Now you look pretty much presentable. Sir Oce. And please don't call me 'Jade', Sir Oce."

"Huh. Isn't that your name?" Obviously not.

"Well, Sir Oce. It's actually 'Crest'" He replied. "Hurry now, your father is waiting for you and so is your sister."

I froze in surprise and my eyes began to look at him. My jaws were already dropped and I could somehow reply to what he said. I don't really know why but it surprised me when I heard that my sister was waiting for me; that's weird. "Ohh Samantha's here too."

"Who's Samantha?" Crest asked; confused as I was.

"Well if it isn't Samantha then who?" I asked making my way out as Crest followed behind me. We turned left and I made him lead me as we pass through a huge corridor lighted up with fake torches in glasses. There were a few more rooms besides mine and there were far apart from each other judging by the distance.

"Namei, Your sister!" He said as we approached the far end of the hallway that leads to the dining room and it was huge. I was so mesmerized by its size that I wasn't able to focus on the important details of the room like the table and the food. I wasn't really hungry that's why food and scent didn't caught my attention immediately. The table was huge that it had occupied almost half of the middle space of the room. It had only four chairs and two of them were at the far end of the table and the two were place near at left end facing each other. Two of the chairs were already occupied; sitting on the left end was a tall slim-built body adult around his 30s and on his right side was a female teenager around my age; with curly hard that hung freely on her shoulders; brown eyes and thins dull red lips. Both of them was also familiar with my memory. I knew them immediately right after the first second I had my eyes on them. The Adult was Enrique Cedeño Martínez. It was Xpeke; I squealed inside my head and yelled laughing my ass out that I might be dreaming. Until now I am gonna still believe this is all a dream? No. Especially when you get Spain's finest midlaner as a father. Oh god. That was too much to take in. I formed a smile. And the girl who sat on his right is Aujade who is momentarily called by Crest as Namei for I don't know what reasons. Aujade and I are close friends and now people are calling her Namei? Like what year it is. How long have I been asleep? But they didn't even aged so I might as well be dreaming or as of hallucinating.

"Oce, You're late for breakfast, again." My dad said grimly. He wasn't so proud to see me but rather than being ashamed, I was smiling like a retard. I sat on his left side and dragged my chair as silently as I could so it wouldn't disturb their pace.

Meanwhile; I stared at Aujade; who Crest was referring as Namei. I saw her eating like as if she didn't see me all the way through my way from the corridor up to me sitting in front of her. She ate silently as if she wasn't familiar or more like knows me. "Hey Aujade, Do you know where we are?" I whispered but somehow the atmosphere was silent enough for the worlds to be heard by everybody. Dad raised an eyebrow and stared at me suspiciously.

I sat down sheepishly and tried to stop talking for once and decide to eat instead. Everything on the table seemed so fancy that I felt so lost within the rules of which spoon to use. There were different spoons, forks and knifes placed in thin cotton towels placed neatly beside my plate.

I was so busy on what spoon to use on soups that somehow I remembered crest and why is he not sitting with us. I turned and searched left to right but he was no longer visible.

"Anything wrong, Oce?" My dad asked; concerned as he took a sip of wine off his glass. I looked at him as he placed down his glass and wondered; why is he so fancy? Isn't he the peke I know who smiles and gestures as a normal person. Somehow something was different about him; not that I know him that much when he was a pro-gamer but looking at him right now doesn't just feel right about his figure drinking wine in a fancy way.

"Are you alright Oce?" Dad asked. I was probably out of myself that I didn't hear he was already talking to me. "Ohh.. Sorry dad." I feel guilty referring Peke as my dad.

Out of the blue; I heard footsteps it was coming from one of the corridors behind my dad's seat. Moments later, I see Crest rushing in still fancy looking even when he rushes. Typically. I said to myself.

I stood beside my dad's chair and whispered something really quick and left without saying another word.

I was curious.

"What's the matter, dad?" I asked.

"Sorry, Namei and Oce. If you'll excuse me., I need to have a word with our newly arrived guest and I expect the two of you to be at your best in making our guest feel at home." Immediately after that he stood and left us alone.

At first the table went silent.

But as traces of dad's footsteps went silent. Namei blurted all of a sudden. "Spencer. Hey." I almost when shocked when she said that. She was staring at me now; those stares Aujade gave me when she's serious and really needs to tell me something important. "It's me, Jerk. Aujade."

"Ohhh, Finally somebody who knows me by Spencer." I sighed in relief and smiled joyfully. "Spencer act like fancy and don't let anybody know who you're exactly and I'll just tell you all later but now act fancy…" Her speech went short as she heard footsteps nearing and pretended to be eating. I wasn't still sure if it was really Aujade or somebody else but somehow I believed her and I pretended to be fancy even though I sucked at it.

Dad was nearing his way back to the table and with some female woman beside her. My jaws dropped when I saw who she was.

Sorry guys. I need to cut this part. I wanted my close friend to read this because it's almost past midnight and I don't want her to wait too long. Chapter two will be posted shortly.