"Remember Students, Junior boys soccer practice is canceled tonight." The Secretary, Mrs. Carol's monotone voice spoke as the shrill of the end-of-the-day bell echoed throughout the school. Everyone gathered their things off their desks and walked out of their classrooms, filling the halls within seconds. People pushed and shoved to get to their lockers, and within a few minutes, everyone was on their way to their buses, that would soon take them home.
Zachary Madison walked out of the main school doors, his black and grey knapsack lazily hung over his left shoulder. He looked around, a worried look spread over his face. Where is he, Zachary thought to himself, I told him to meet me here. He turned around a corner, and found a group of his friends, standing in a circle. They were all looking down at the ground, smiling and laughing.
One tall, blonde haired boy turned around, and smiled, seeing Zachary. "Zac! Where have you been? You never told us your brother was so cool." He grinned, flashing his glistening white teeth and turned back into the circle.
Zachary chuckled slightly, running a hand through his messy, auburn hair and walked toward the circle, and smiling as he looked over the shoulders of his friends.
In the center of the circle, standing three feet tall, was his little brother Carter. His brown eyes were squinted as he smiled, and held up an airplane made out of blue construction paper. "See! I made it all by myself today in class!" He said happily.
Zachary friend, Nick, squatted down next to him, and grinned at Zachary's little brother. "Can it fly?" He asked curiously, all his attention on Carter.
"I...I don't know..." Carter stuttered, looking at the airplane in his hand. "But we can test it!" He exclaimed, jumping up and down with excitement. Everyone around the circle smiled and yelled with as much excitement as Carter.
Zac laughed a little, and walked passed everyone, moving into the circle with his brother. "Why don't we test it out buddy?" He asked, grabbing his brother under his arms. Carter squirmed and laughed as Zac picked him up and placed him on his shoulders.
"Lets go down to the soccer field and test it out!" The blonde haired boy suggested. He looked up at Carter for approval, and Carter grinned with excitement. Soon, everyone was headed down to the field, to test a little paper airplane.
When everyone was there, and Zac stood in the middle of the field with Carter on his shoulders, the wind started to pick up. One boy wet his finger and held it out in front of him. "The wind is coming from behind us, and boy, is it gonna make that baby fly!"
"That's a good thing right?" Carter asked, curiously looking at the field in front of them.
"Are you kidding? Its a great thing! Come on Carter, lets make this plane fly!" Zac exclaimed happily.
With one hand holding on to Zacs hair, Carter lifted the airplane high above his head, and tossed it, nose first, into the air. At first, it descended towards the ground, but suddenly, the wind caught under one of its wings and it began to soar.
The boys yelled and cheered. Carter held onto Zacs head and silently watched the plane. His big brown eyes sparkled as they were glued to the soaring paper airplane. He'd never seen anything like it before. To him, it was pure magic.
After a couple seconds, the wind started to slow down, and the airplane descended until it was safely on the lush, green grass.Zac slowly lifted Carter off his shoulders and placed him on the ground, allowing him to run all the way down the field to get his toy.
"I've never met a seven-year-old as cool as him." Nick's deep voice came from behind Zac, and he turned around, smiling. "I can't believe that you haven't brought him to us before, he is such an awesome kid."
