Episode 1

Not convenient

The simulation of the subject matter did not affect for so long, having read fantasy novels, science fiction and among many others, Alesandro's mind expanded to new successions of events, even so he could not be a little impressed that he was in his past.

That now would be his new present.

Normally the boy did not get excited about many things, he knew how to control his temper, he was sentimental at times and showed affection to his family and friends, he never hesitated to say that he was a cold person, because he simply was not. Seeing his younger grandmother just like his mother filled him with memories or future events that happened.

He had been quiet, a behavior already accustomed, he listened a little to the conversations of his grandmother and mother, something that seemed strange, a quite animated state between them, telling gossip and anecdotes, it was not the usual cutting conversation.

The sweet taste of a chocolate cookie was a great contribution to his concentration, the black-haired man bit his next homemade cookie that his grandmother had prepared for him.

"He's always that quiet, daughter." With a smile, the old lady's eyes watched her grandson just eat and seemed lost in thought.

- No, normally he is touching anything - a weak tone of concern escaped from the mouth of the mother of the taciturn child, but her little hypothesis was hit, when she observed that she devoured the cookie very relish. Apparently her son liked her mother's cookies a lot.

The cookies that Alesandro's grandmother, very sweet and tasty, that is why whenever the adolescent trapped in the body of a child, whenever he could, he ate them all. His initial taste was precisely this day, since he had tried one he never allowed himself to eat another cookie other than his grandmother's.

With his stomach full, Alesandro, thought everything that day, being that he already knew what was happening, he only lay down to meditate or maybe sleep a little, I estimate that he would sleep only 20 minutes, because there would be more guests.

As he had prophesied at the end of his siesta, the doorbell of the house was heard; Being educated, the daughter of the owner of the house, was opening the door and attending to the guest, the unnatural redhead, she looked like a girl maybe older than her daughter, with Asian features was with a huge smile at the entrance.

- Good morning ma'am, is the grandmother - with a tender and hasty smile, her short black hair to the shoulders, she was swaying by the small jumps of emotion.

"Or, she's inside, come follow me and ..." Being quite receptive, the mature woman deduced that "grandmother" was her mother, but seeing how the girl seemed quite excited, she let her in and maybe she could play with her son.

Opening her eyes, Alesandro looked at how that girl she knew was asking for cookies and unfortunately, she had eaten them all.

He remembered this different event, in reality he had never eaten all of them and had offered him his portion of cookies, his acts were so kind and full of intentions, his kindness was only produced by a taste for that girl, who at first had fallen in love , proclaiming her as her first love.

A love that was not reciprocated no matter how hard he tried and had hurt all his rejections, for certain reasons, Alesandro, he left her and cut off any communication with her. Forgetting his love.

He did not want to have any intention with her, he did not hate her, it only bothered him a little, but still he did not want to commit his acts so manipulable with her, he was very big, not physically, but mentally if he was and if he only made plans to fall in love with her or catch her and have that love that had never been given to her, it would only be garbage and would break her codes as a person.

She had already said "no" and Alesandro respected that.

- Silly, you ate all the cookies - the black-haired man was not affected by the bad face that was inches from his. After all, he was only talking to one girl.

—My name is Alesandro, what's your name— feigning ignorance, Alesandro, raised one of his hands, to shake it with the girl. He knew her name, but logically, he shouldn't know that.

The girl got a little nervous to see that "Alesandro" the boy who had eaten all the cookies, graciously lashed her hand, something that took her out of her place and was ashamed, since due to its size, it must be smaller than her, her parents always told her that she had to be polite with strangers and it seemed that she was not the example.

—Excuse me for that, it's that grandmother's cookies are too delicious, my name is Ana - shaking and introducing herself, she stopped being angry and became curious.

—By the way you want to play outside

Alesandro nodded and asked his mother's permission, who just smiled accepting his departure. Normally he would not have accompanied Ana, but his eagerness to visit the neighborhood was high, in the future everything had changed, a change that in his opinion ruined the streets. So he thought it would be nice to see everything as it was before.

Something that made the boy uncomfortable was that the girl with Asian features had dragged him, pulling his hand while taking him outside his grandmother's residence.

—They would be a good couple in the future, my grandson is all gallant— proud of her grandson, the grandmother smiled to see how her friend's granddaughter dragged hers.

The boy's mother also smiled, seeing such a tender scene.

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—This is the garbage dump— a desolate place, full of some mechanical parts and other things, large stones that made the imagination explode, it was everything as Alesandro remembered, he spent almost all his childhood in this place, he could not block a small smile and be a little melancholic, not every day you could see something that had been forgotten over time.

"I told you I was going to love it, follow me I'll show you my favorite place." With a big smile, Ana, dragged the poor boy who wasn't strong enough to stop her, deciding that it was better to let go and not cause a problem.

A deformed stone demonstrated, it was the great base that Alesandro remembered, he sat down to witness that memory more. He remembered that his first time in this place, he only looked very foolishly at the girl who was presenting his base right now.

"Great, don't you think so" Ana turned to see how the black-haired boy was still looking at her base.

"Yes it is." Sitting in a place that is not so dirty, she was still admiring all the rocky construction. Alesandro knew that this stone was a valuable thing.

- Do you want to play spaceship? - Approaching a secret hiding place, Ana, took out a couple of toy weapons.

When Alesandro saw him, he stayed in his place, looking at the toy that had caused so many painful memories and in turn thousands of memories of him playing with Ana. Where love did not matter, if not, friendship.

He took it carefully and pointed it towards his friend's forehead, pulling the trigger, a plastic bullet came out and hit his forehead, making him fall backwards.

"Win, you want to try again"

Like a predatory look, Ana got up and with a smile pointed at her friend, who only ran to escape the girl, since he had no ammunition, the bad thing about plastic toys is that he only had one bullet and to the boy's bad luck, he had spent his only bullet.

Alesandro couldn't help but smile and this time his white teeth came out of his lips, a spark inside his heart, inevitably made him smile as he had long ago stopped doing it.

The two children played. They laughed and became friends, one running in fear of being shot and the other trying to aim at his head. A really fun afternoon for everyone.

- You will not escape alien! -

Alesandro luckily dodged a small plastic bullet that Ana had fired at him, he wanted to turn around because that was also the girl's only bullet, in doing so he looked surprised and a little resentful, as the girl put a hand in her bobbin he drew another bullet.

"Hey, that's cheating!" He complained.

In response to his accusation, Ana stuck her tongue out in derision and again ran pointing at him.

-Hush, the prey has no opinion-

The sun was setting and the children were sitting on the stairs where Alesandro once thought about his future. Sharing a soda and a couple of cookies that the black-haired's grandmother had prepared while they were playing.

But everything had an end and the darkness of the night was one of those things.

"It was fun playing with you, Alesandro, when are you coming to visit again?" - Ana asked very curious to know when she would play with her first friend again.

—Wednesday, I hope to see you again - waving her hand as she ran home, Ana said goodbye happy that her friend would come in a few days.

- I'll be waiting for you, Alesandro! -

It was the last thing the boy heard, since his friend had gone into his house, all afternoon he had fun like a small child, being that not mentally he was not, he was a little surprised to have a child inside him. All his promise not to interact with her again seemed to be put aside, to regain his friendship lost for love.

—Alesandro, son, we are going home— the boy just approached his mother and they held hands. Saying goodbye to their grandmother, mother and son returned home. Taking a taxi, Alesandro returned to his visual routine. Looking closely at each person in fewer seconds, analyzing their facial characteristics, the boy was impressed that he could see better, perhaps the organ of vision, the eye, was still very sensitive due to age.

Even so, I notice that his resistance to doing so was the same, in seconds it didn't take long for him to close his eyes to recover from the burning in them. The rest of the way he spent meditating on everything that had happened in his day, perhaps he would never fall in love with Ana again, but even so he had regained their friendship.

Thinking about it, Alesandro realized something, that now he already had the knowledge of a high school graduate, it would make things easier for him at school and now if he had an excuse not to study. Perhaps he would think better from now on what he wanted to do in the future, having enough time to find something he liked to do.

He also thought about the responsibility of this opportunity, he could predict all world catastrophes, but he thought if that would be good or bad. He was not going to play with the future of others, only his own.

"Son, you had fun with your new friend." With his ideas deconcentrated, Alesandro was interrupted by his mother, he observed his mother, curious about his response.

-Yes, it was fun-

Apparently my answer was the necessary one so that the mother of the child was silent. Capturing an interesting thing, Alesandro wondered why his mother kept quiet, was there something he didn't know about his mother. It was a mystery that he would not solve now and in time he would have time to see that.

Leaving Alesandro with his mother, at the door of his house, the boy admired his old home a bit, an average house, two floors, a garage and a small garden, just as the boy remembered him.

His entire neighborhood was something that made the child have a strong feeling of nostalgia, just a few steps from his home, perceiving each neighbor and their children was a great blow, since in a future each one had made their own distant future . Not letting himself be affected, he looked ahead, the door of his house opened by his father.

A man of average height, normal weight, a small beard, black-haired like his son and with a cheerful look. He was wearing a blue plaid shirt, gray pants held up by a strap.

Alesandro looked at how his mother and father had given each other a short but loving kiss, after the kiss between his parents, the boy only had to let his father mess up his hair.

Sighing inwardly, Alesandro, just put a stoic look and went to his room, a medium-sized room, a well-cared for bed, a closet and a poster of an arachnid hero. The purple walls gave a striking touch to the place, he knew that very well. Lying down in his room he looked at his ceiling the same color as the walls, being so excited, the boy only smiled at the great opportunities he would have, the mistakes made once could be erased from the future timeline.

Warned that he would not have dinner, Alesandro only went to bed to have his energies full tomorrow morning. Since he would train his body to avoid certain events in his elementary school.

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As a child, his energies were at the limit of capacity, it did not take long for him to lie down, with great devotion Alesandro, he dressed in a set of clothes from his closet, having a large number of sportswear, thanks to his father, who always gave him gave a certain incentive to soccer. Numerous polo shirts, shorts, coats, pants and shirts of your favorite team.

Being ready, Alesandro, left the house at 4 in the morning, an hour in which the sun had not yet appeared and given the light of the orange lamps illuminated a large number of the streets, the child was not slow to heat a shortly before starting to jog, his goal was to reach a nearby park, a few blocks later Alesandro could see that park. The great green of the lawn, a couple of courts where they could practice a repertoire of sports, white llaparas illuminating and benches that surround the park, a perfect place for their training.

Something that disliked him was that he did not have a cell phone, normally Alesandro liked to do any exercise with the help of music that he gave a motivation to audit.

-as-

He could not complain or claim something, continuing with his thing, he began to stretch, making a variety of poses for that reason; jumping jacks, standing back stretches, cow cat pose and among many things that would help his growth, Alesandro, had a little knowledge in the area of ​​medicine and from what he had studied, children of his age would stretch more than a teenager and moldable.

Not playing games, the boy began to run around the large park, apparently it is more convenient to have a great resistance and thus his metabolism would improve. Like runners who participated in marathons, I needed a large number of calories.

Things were clear for Alesandro, still running and breathing heavily, with a constant rhythm. There was only one thing that annoyed him as a child and that was that at that age he was a total coward, he was insulted because of his smaller size than the average of his generation, not being very sociable, he brought him a complete book of names that made him feel less and was discriminated against for his messy appearance.

The last mentioned, it was not something to leave, since his appearance was always rebellious, he did not like to comb his hair or put gel to have a well-groomed hair, he did not like those clothes so striking that his parents bought him, that's why he wore some clothes dark as they were easier to wear.

But that was going to improve, not change, because he liked how his self was, if his parents and friends couldn't, which made them believe that Alesandro would change for society and its inhabitants.

With a gasp of air, Alesandro, leaned back on the floor, breathing hard, he cared little about the pain in his lungs and legs.

"The pain is only mental"

It was a little reminder that his boxing teacher had once told him, yet the boy continued to run, adjusting his breaths to get a good handle on it, he had finished his full 20 laps of the park. Finished his physical training, he began to get into his boxing pose.

When he had turned 13, his father asked him what martial art he would like to practice, Alesandro, he had a small taste for boxing, that was helpful for his choice, once he had already dissipated by that sport, his father had enrolled him in a gym of those and the first week in it, were exciting for Alesandro, his first esparrin was won by knockout and his continuous streak.

Practicing shadow, Alesandro, dodged a ghost of himself and tried to connect a blow to the liver discovered by the attack, but he did not connect and had to dodge another series of blows, he spent a lot of time dodging, hitting and blocking nothing, with great fatigue I lowered my arms and observed that the black sky faded into a dark blue, giving notice that the sun was already beginning to rise.

With a lot of pain, he returned home, before his parents woke up, as it was morning in the streets, I watched as some businesses began to open, early risers going to their respective jobs, Alesandro, entered his house to go directly to the shower , with his body already calm and less hot, he took a great shower, although at this time there was no hot water, he had gotten used to showering at a low temperature as a teenager.

Once he thought that cold water felt like small needles entering his skin, something that Alesandro now reminded us of when the water felt so cold, he only repeated that this would help his muscles. Finishing his shower, the boy couldn't help his surprise when he saw his mother making breakfast.

- Alesandro?

- What are you doing awake so early? - Just the boy with the mind of an adolescent, it was remembered that his mother used to make breakfast, a rare habit that over the years he would stop doing, that was very inattentive on his part, luckily it was something easy to fix.

—I woke up early and wanted to take a shower before going to school, mom - being an excuse that his mother took for good, he was able to go quietly to his room to change his clothes and go to the school uniform.

Nothing out of the ordinary; White shirt with a black tie, black pants and black shoes, leaving a well-uniformed Alesandro, but since his hair was a skill or his look was a bit tough for a boy his age, it gave him a touch of bully.

Ready, with his backpack ready, his shoes well polished, Alesandro, left his room and his parents noticed they looked at him a little curious, but they didn't ask anything, they just said hello with a good day, sitting to one side, he ate his slow breakfast and as he normally did, quiet.

His parents talked about things at work, trivialities and things that Alesandro ignored, since the boy's mind was preparing to see his former classmates from elementary school again. Many were annoying, some were bearable, and few were pleasant.

Breakfast was short and Alesandro was taken away, in his father's car. Becoming a habit, he looked outside the path that he knew like the back of his hand, the streets that he once passed were pleasant to see. When the tour is over

Alesandro, observed how several students, of his age, intermediate and superior, with the same uniform, entering through the large entrance door, their eyes collided with a certain person in particular, it was his best friend at school who unfortunately in the future he had to move to another country.

Alesandro noticed the features to know that he was his best friend; dark, a small birthmark between his eyebrows, a little taller than him, his clothes were the same as everyone else. I don't expect to see it so soon, but I was in no rush to interact. Walking calmly, after his father retired to his work, he walked slowly towards the entrance, upon entering, his melancholic feeling increased.

A large recess space, the classrooms surrounding the great hall, which could be filled with more than a thousand students, from a distance I observed the bathrooms and even further to his left, was the snack shop. And in the middle, a large space where there were accommodated soccer goals, large stairs to sit down to watch a game of any sport and several gardens scattered around the place.

Knowing where his classroom was, he walked to the place, 1.A. was what the door said, giving to recognize that it was his grade and section, he saw several boys and girls he knew entering.

Upon entering, Alesandro, I notice the ordered folders in the classroom and a large blackboard where the classroom teacher will write, I see that there were still more classmates, which she did not care about at all.

- Alesandro, here, come sit with us! -

Hearing the call of his name, the black-haired boy looked at his best friend and next to his other partner.

Brown hair with a book hairstyle, white face like his, a bit plump but normal for his age, uniformed like everyone else, Alesandro recognized the boy.

"Anderson, Frank, it's good to see you guys," a small smile appeared on his lips, approaching his friends, Alesandro could not be more pleased with this new opportunity, sitting in his place and arranging his backpack to a place, he sat on the middle of them.

—They have seen the new chapter of phoenix balls, the new transformation of ken was luxurious - Anderson being such a fan, as Alesandro remembered, I narrate the entire chapter of that animated series, he recognized that it was good, for seeing it very much in these years and even having a video game, which the three of them played at times.

- in the next chapter, frez, he will fight Ken, he will be great! - With great emotion, Frank, I announce the next chapter to both of you.

Alesandro knew that this would be the case, for a few more months, even so, he did not dislike the idea of ​​hearing about something that he already knew how it would end, then he saw the teacher enter the classroom, an old lady like his grandmother was in charge of learning of him and his companions.

But his presence did not matter much, his eyes were directed towards one girl in particular; With black hair in a ponytail, slightly tanned skin, dark eyes and an innocent smile, Alesandro remembered who that girl was, a girl who interested him as a child, because of how beautiful she was in his eyes, but as a reminder, Alesandro At this time he was a very shy and quiet child, therefore he did not have the courage to even approach her.

It was like a crush that he had in his school, so Alesandro from seeing her so much, felt like a pedophile, he was a teenager of almost 17 years, in the body of his 5-year-old self and he was admiring a girl of that age, he believed It was convenient not to interact with the girl, as he had done before, but now, he had reasons not to approach her.

Luckily for him, his body was that of a child and his hormones were so to speak under control, it was nice to know that he wouldn't comment on something stupid for pleasure.

Sighing, he only dedicated himself to listening to how the teacher started her class, which consisted of basic addition and some small operations, nothing difficult, Alesandro decided to be in his thoughts and reflect on everything that had happened since he had arrived at this time; his friendship with Ana, training and his friends, all together, was a disorder in his brain, even if there were few things, for the black-haired man it was not like that, having problems with how to feel.

"This is how my day begins, what a headache"