Revolution

Chapter 1

Ciara

Mom, I'm here! - I shouted as I crossed the door coming from school, today I had a very good day, I was the outstanding one in the Art project and my teacher congratulated me in front of the whole classroom, but something that catches my attention as I advance through the room are the boxes and it seems my mother or the person who is packing is way ahead.

- Mom! - I scream scared and desperate looking for the woman who carried me in her belly and I find her in the kitchen baking cookies.

- Mom, what are all those boxes? What is happening? - I ask quickly.

- Oh ... That .. ehhhh .. How to say ... - she says scratching the back of her head - I was transferred from the hospital daughter, we will move.

He lets go of it just like that.

-   What ? And why didn't you tell me? - I stand out puzzled.

- It was sudden daughter - she says approaching - but see the positive side, you can meet new people, new school, new friends, it will be exciting.

- But here I have my friends, my school, people who already know me, there I will have to start again, Mom, I say on the verge of tears.

I'm actually in shock to learn that you moved in the instant everything is packed and apparently ready for the move.

- How about we talk quietly at dinner, so you have time to calm down and assimilate the move - my mother asks.

- On second thought, okay, sorry for my tantrum - I say defeated.

- Do you think I don't understand you dear? Sure, honey, but as I told you, we'll talk at dinner - my mother asks passively.

I go up to my room and after washing up and doing my homework, I go downstairs to "talk" about this matter.

- Well, it is not worth asking what you think because I already saw your reaction, first of all we will move to Bellavista North, so I investigated it is very nice and pleasant and .. - My mother speaks.

As she explains, I focus on her, she has remained firm despite Dad's abandonment and even if she doesn't say so, I know that this wound is still healing and it is my duty to support her.

- Mom, it's fine, yes, I accept, let's move in, you've always been there for me, it's only fair that I be there for you, even though the idea still doesn't convince me - I sincerely say putting my hand on top of hers.

- I'm glad darling and you'll see that everything will be fine, because mom ... - she says starting.

- He's always right - I say ending our personal saying.

Then I go upstairs and go into my room, brush my teeth, and get into bed.

Flavio

Finally I go to the last class, the day has not gone well at all and every day it is like that, the so-called "Trampled" suffer every day from the mockery of the "Popular" until my thoughts are interrupted by a statement.

Good morning students, this is Director Paulus speaking, I inform you that in our exchange program we will receive a new student, I hope you make him or her feel welcome, have a good rest of the day.

The murmurs were immediate.

Will be the target of all

It is surely another voiceless trampled.

I agree with the whispers from the class, I hope it's another one of us.

Note: Holis, how are you? I'm super good and excited to start MY FIRST PROJECT IN WATTPAD in english  I'm super happy I'm from the Dominican Republic tell me where are you from if you want me to dedicate chapters although I already have that in mind and oh my gosh I don't I can believe kisses to you.