"Today is the day! Zion, wake up! You can be late!"
"Ugh, Mom, five more minutes." He groaned
"Nuh un, no way. Get up right now, young man." She ordered
He sighed, pulling the covers off himself. "Fine. Where's Lacey? She's usually the one to wake me up."
"She's preparing your breakfast. Your sisters and everyone else are already at the stadium. It's just us three left."
Spashing cold water on his face, Zion woke up, got dressed, and went to eat his breakfast.
"E-Excuse me, young master?" A young maid called for Zion, a bit nervous to speak to him, especially with his mother right behind him.
"What's up?"
"C-Could you broadcast your matches? We would really like to cheer you on." She smiled
"Ahh, yeah, I already took care of that. The newly built media room on the third floor should broadcast the match so all of you workers take the day off and watch me kick some ass." He smiled
"Thank you, young master! You're the best!" She ran off to tell the others.
