Aaron Drake: Icarus Academy

The Revelation

April 11th. That was the day I received the revelation. It was a Saturday. I was talking to my friends on the class group, Class 9A, when Ash said "congratulations Aaron" to me. I didn't know what he was talking about. I said, "For what?", and he replied that I got into KHS. My mom was right there, helping Zen with some homework.

My heart started pumping - when I applied, there were hundreds of other kids there, I thought my chances of getting in were slim. He gave me a screenshot of the admissions list, available online on thier website, and I was shocked. The results were supposed to come the next day. I picked up my computer and immediately opened up the list. I showed my mom, and she was so happy.

She was screaming and praising me and my brother was really excited too. She quickly called my dad, and he was really happy. I remember being disappointed that I couldn't tell my grandparents myself since my parents already told them.

On my Facebook wall, several people congratulated me. My best friends gave me heartfelt goodbye messages. In school, everyone stopped me to congratulate me. Five people from my grade applied, only 3 of us got admission, the other 2 were Silica, who I stopped talking to since she switched her section, and another Maya who was in my grade, not the other 8th Grader Maya.

Even my teachers congratualated me, and wished me all the best. I wrote a four paragraph goodbye message detailing what Icarus meant to me, how great the people I met were, and how bittersweet my leave is. Ms. Fatface actually wanted it published in the Yearbook. That makes two things this year.

But the sad thing was, I'd have to leave behind all my old friends: Dana, Ariana, Selena, Zen, and even all the new friends I made from the 8th Grade: Maya, Rohana, Tanya, Hiromi, Daniel, and all the others. Nora, in her goodbye for me, said "You're one of the best guys I've ever met.". The goodbyes that people wrote for me melted my heart. My stone-cold, frozen, north-pole cold heart.

My 8th Grade friends were upset, as was I, that we only got to be friends for a few months. I wish I had time to develop my friendships with them more, but some things just weren't meant to be. This was a great opportunity for me, and I was damn sure gonna take it!

I was a little depressed that I had to leave, but then I considered how many new friends I was going to make, how many new experiences I was going to have.

They say when life closes one door, it opens another. But sometimes, life opens two doors. It's your choice to decide which door you want to go through; you shape your own destiny.