Alistair Academy

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Freshman to be a high school  student a word that came to my head. After graduating to my elementary life that is all I could say to my life now, imagining elementary to high school what could it be?

The excitement, trails, fun hang outs  thinking of those things is a hard to tell.

Will I could say now that my elementary life is over and I’m now ready to face my new life.

But trying to imagine what a kind of school I’m was making to, makes me so nervous specially my mom told me that it was a special school that only selected student are on it, I have many question about this school cause I did not sign up for this I did not even know how I get to be enrolled in this school, and it only takes one letter to change my life when it was written on it that I was selected, it was kind of weird that how in the earth that a normal boy was selected for that kind of school, were riches student and royalties are on that school, wow! the pressure makes me get dizzy thinking all of it.

But for now I should get focus on my self to get ready to enter the Alistair academy it was kind of amazing that I was given the chance to be on that school.

Will it just take millions student all around the world are dying for just to get enrolled on that school compare to me that non ever I think that I want to be in that school but got lucky to be selected. My mother and I live in Europe after my father left us on state, we migrated will because my mother find a good job being a nurse in one of the hospital in Europe so it lead us no choice but to grab the opportunity.

I’m Skyler Veltorn                         enrolled in ALISTAIR ACADAMY the school of rich and royalties.  

Chapter  1(first sight)

Sky! Honey! Breakfast is ready! A word the flew in to my room early In the morning. But I get used to it already it was like routine already as my mom always did that every morning.

Coming mom! Will time to get up and to fix up my mess, I’m sky a Filipino half American, my dad left me and my mom when I was still a young infant, I even think why he left us but those question are just non serious it just I want to know the answer, living just my mother and I was a lonely life, sometimes I even get jealous to my classmate to have a complete family, I even imagine that what if my dad is here, with us to be a complete family even though how shellfish he was. It was sad to say that never in a years he would get back for us because he is just a useless person, but I’m still thankful of were I get my look. By the way why in the world I even think of this? I would just make the situation worst. 

Will its all fixed up! time to go out and meet my mom with what’s she up to this time, as I open the door of my room I could already smell how a good cook she was, I even always think that I’m like hungry wolf every time she cook, its that she’s very good at it. 

hey mom! Good morning!

Oh hey honey! good to know that you already went down, wait a bit as I prepare your meal, cause I don’t like to get my baby get starve on school, mom! I’m not a kid anymore stop acting that I’m still a kid.

my mom smile and said but your still my baby boy no matter what happen ok honey. Will that’s my mom she always that way, even though it feels like I’m like a mamas boy now.

Time to eat honey! And don’t forget after you eat get ready for school ok.

ah! Right I almost forgot that this is my first day on high school thinking of those thing feels a mixed emotion of excitement and afraid, this is my first day what could it be? is it going to be fine? Thinking all of those thing full my head, but very excited, imagine that after my six years in elementary I’m now high school! Now I could start calling me a full grown men, yeah! will I’m now high school I’m not the kid anymore! Ok enough with that, Will I should now eat before I explode my head thinking of those stuff.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 10, 2014 ⏰

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