The Long Road Ahead

Chapter 1 - Learning to fly

Mon /15th/ Aug 1:45PM

It's been 3 years since mum and dad split up. I didn't want it to happen, it just sort of came up. Out of nowhere, it was like the snake that bit me on the holidays. Yeah...that hurt. A lot. But it's okay now, I mean I'm not upset or anything, but I wish it didn't happen. Anyways, after dad left mum, she had a lot of time on her hands so she was able to get a full time job at the antidote research Laboratory in Peru. It's very good over there apparently. Mum helps people if they get bit by a spider or anything like that. And dad is also busy. She still works at the office helping with admin and paperwork. As for me, I spend my time at home or at school playing games and skateboarding. Sometimes it gets lonely, but that's about to change. Tomorrow I'm going to see mum in Peru and live there for 2 years. It's going to be great.

Tues / 16th / Aug 9:00AM

Today I'm going on the Plane to Peru. It's a small travel plane called "The silver Lining". I'm going with a kid named Peter. Oh, I didn't tell you my name. It's Jack. Well I'd better stop writing, the plane's about to leave.

10:56AM

Okay, so I'm on the plane and it's very quiet. I can hear the droning of the engines outside. Peter is sleeping in the chair in the opposite Isle to me. The pilot hasn't spoken to either of us at all. I don't even know his name. I look up and notice the name-tag above the pilot seat "Brandon, age 35".

It's about 1:00 PM and I'm just about finished my book that I brought form home. It's called Sunset on the Hills. It's an action adventure about an archaeologist who goes on a wild goose chase. I'm thinking about taking a nap. Good night.

Wed / 17th / Aug 2:00PM

I wake up and Peter is just sitting there, looking out the window, rather lonely. Before I can say anything, Brandon said that I can stand up and get lunch from the compartment. It's a roast beef sandwich and it's cold. Yum. I sit for an hour and finish the book. The view down below is very beautiful. Rolling hills pepper the lands. I take a photo with my camera.

The time is 3:00 PM and I'm getting very bored. I decide that Peter is also bored and I talk with him. "So....Peter was it?" "Oui" He replies. I know from French class that oui is yes. "I'm guessing that you are French right?" Once again he replied with "oui". "What classes do you take?" I ask him. "I take English, Science and Math." He says with a little French accent. "Well I take the same classes actually. I even take French". We talked about classes, school, movies and I even learned a bit about France.