My Adventure With You

Chapter 1

7:00 am I heard a little voice saying: "hey honey wake up it's time for school".
Oh yeah, my mom is waking me up. Wait what !! It's time for school ?!
Oh hell no I've forgotten ! It's my first day at my new High School. It means that I have to make new friends or just make new relations that will never start! Asking why? It's simple everywhere I go I'm rejected, because of my skin colour... first, Hey my name is Bryan Stuart I moved on with my parents from San Francisco to Los Angels. My mom has African origins her name is Luana and my father is american his name is James. I don't really know how other persons are seeing me, like an alien? or as a public danger that has to be exterminated I don't know... the only thing I know is that it hurts. Things have been the same since I was 8 years old until now I still hear persons judging me about my physical appearance and my religion ( cause I'm Muslim )
Why are they that cruel ? I have feelings too ! Anyway, I have to face it and I'm gonna start by getting out of my bed! Let's go again! 

In the kitchen:

Mom: Morning honey!

Me: Morning mom; good morning dad!

Dad: How was your night? 

Me: Good, very good!

Mom: Ready for today?

Me: Oh yeah, I'm fine with it.

Mom: Perfect, do you want me to drive you there?

Me: No need to, I already know the place I can go by my own. Just go prepare yourself it's getting late!

Mom: Oh, you're right i'm leaving then. Have a nice day honey, you too baby!

Me and Dad: bye, see you at diner !

7:30 am, I'm walking, the head up, like my grandfather told me 
"Always walk the head up, be proud of yourself and what you are" these words changed a lot in my mind, and made me see my life with from different point of view. I decided to be open, if they don't want me, it's okay I'll stay alone. All I care about now is my studies and my future. Anything else, doesn't matter that much.

Oh it's 7:45 I arrived I was quick! okey let's go inside! 

Wow! There is hardly no one! It wasn't the same at my old school.

 " Welcome to Los Angeles High School, your new etablishment. I'm professor Isabel Blair " 
Oh it's one of my teachers...  "Good Morning Madam, nice to meet you " 
" Let me show you your class"... 

Everything is just perfect and organized not much people, a very clean place, it's completely different than my old high school in San Francisco! I feel like it's the best place if I really want to concentrate on my studies and my road to build a better future.