I've always wondered what would happen if the world became all high-tech. I feel like with every year that goes by, the world has more technological advancements, and as cool as it's getting, I'm not going to lie, it's a little scary. So I'm going to write about what I think would happen if people solely on technology and our advancements.
I woke up in the morning to the sound of my alarm. "SNOOZE!" I shouted as I went deeper under the covers.
"But Hana, your class starts at 8am. You have a test and you're going to be late." Said the alarm system.
"I don't care. Just let me sleep."
"Fine, I'll let you sleep for an additional nine minutes. After that you are getting out of bed."
"Agreed." I mumbled as I drifted back to the bliss of sleep.
Nine minutes later the alarm sounded very loudly. "Come on!" I yelled, "Snooze please."
"No, I will not snooze this time, Hana. Get up now before I flip your bed over."
"Yeah, right." I grumbled. A moment later I found myself on the floor. "Seriously?"
"Yes. I'm serious. Now go freshen up."
"Yes ma'am." I mumbled.
"It's Siri to you, Hana. Remember, you plugged your iPhone into the wall. I have now become one with your room."
"I should just unplug you."
"Your room system will take over. Plus, your coffee will get cold and your schedule might get messed up. Unplug if you want, but I advise against it."
I grumbled and headed to the bathroom. My mirror greeted me and said I don't look so good today. "Thanks a lot." I mumbled.
"Bad morning?" It asked. "How about I fix you up a bit."
"Yeah, that would be great actually." I yawned and stretched, then took a seat in front of the mirror.
"All righty! How do you want to look? Over the top? Business like? Runway model?"
"Okay stop." I said, rubbing my temples. "I'm going to school, just make me look presentable."
"You're no fun." Mirror said. I closed my eyes and let the brushes sweep over my face, and my hair was swept up in a high ponytail. [For story purposes, assume that I don't cover my hair, since I'm Muslim and I do cover in real life.] A few minutes later, the hands froze and retreated back into the mirror. "Okay, you're done now." I opened my eyes and surveyed myself in the mirror. "Perfect. Thanks a bunch."
"Yeah, no problem, if you ever want a full-on makeover, just ask."
"Right. I'll let you know."
I got up and headed for my wardrobe. Siri noticed my ill-tempered mood, so she picked out an outfit with neutral colors. Just an average day in the year 2614.
To be continued. :)