Chapter 2:It Begins

My mom's...weird well she prefers eccentric, but most people just call her weird. She's a spiritualist think Hindu or Buddhists then throw out all the actual teachings and replace it with tarot cards gems, and whatever awful smelling incense she finds on Amazon that week. She performs readings at our house(DO NOT tell the HOA), and sells those little paper charms meant to give good luck or something. I'd call her a scam artist, but she actually believes in her two bit gems and papers so morally its more grey at least.

Its her belief in this stuff that forces me to clean her "shrines" and pray to her "spirits" while shuffling her tarot cards and other benign chores. You'd think she was a **** driver the way she uses me to pick up after her messes. Last year I spent my birthday cleaning up her talismans because she was worried of "divine punishment". Don't get me wrong, she means well she's just...distracted most of the time.

I slow down my bike as I approach my house. Outside it looks like your normal cookie cutter white suburban house...with an overuse of windchimes. Inside however well as I opened the door my nose was assaulted with....mint? Has to be another incense I guess. I take off my shoes and make my way to the fridge only to find a note.

Out Getting your birthday Cake

Bakery said it would be ready by 1:00 but they didn't email me till 2:00 >:(

P.S please do your prayers you know I'll know if you don't!

Wow she didn't forget. She tends to remember my birthday but usually she's trying to bless me with eternal luck or something. If she's attempting this maybe I could convince her to actually get a phone so she can text me this information and get calls from the bakery like a normal Mom. Either way its nice she cares. With my mom out of the house I have the place to myself. My Dad passed months before I was born and my Mom's been living off his steal of a pension ever since. Still even if I am by myself I should do those prayers. Somehow my Mom can always catch me when I lie about doing her religious crap, so I kneel down next to her biggest shrine and try to come up with a few words.

"oh heavenly.... gods-spirits I uh..." I try to come up with something and end up thinking far harder than ever before. I have always been unlucky whether it was just small things like that encounter with Veronica or large things like my social life. Don't get me wrong I'm not **** for friends or anything I just wish stuff would come a bit easier for me. Especially in my love life. I know I'm only eighteen, but with the rate I'm going I'll stay a virgin forever. "could you-"

*ZAP* POOF!*

Suddenly I open my eyes to a floating scroll. What was that? it was like electricity just shot through my whole body. What the hell! What is this? It looks like old yellow paper with some eastern symbols?

*POOF*

"AH-stop that!" I look at the scroll again to see it in....old English?

SALUTATIONS YOUNG SQUIRE THOU HENCEFORTH-

I can't make out half of this.

*ZAP* *POOF*

This time the electric surge feel like its coming from my body surging into the scroll. The scrolls ignites into a pure white light getting brighter and brighter until.

*plop*

My phone falls onto the floor. With no floating scroll insight I pick up my phone to see a new app has just finished installing.

Welcome to Debt Manager. It seems you have many indebted clients would you like to retrieve?