Rain pelts my wind shield as I cruise down the busy highway, looking at myself in the rearview mirror, scanning to make sure my green and purple spiky afro looks kept up. Shifting my blue eyes back on the road, ring! Ring! Ringing on the stand my phone goes off, I peer over to it real quick to see who's calling. Nice of course it's my dad. Lifting up my right hand, I press the call button and with a reluctant tone I say, what's good dad! Answering back my father says in a go get em attitude, hey Dayber! Have you made it to the station yet? Clearing my throat I respond back and say, not yet Kinda stuck in traffic at the moment. Pausing for a brief moment then coming back on the line, my dad says, well alright! But hey once you pass your police test! will get some food that's your favorite to celebrate! Responding back to my father with a casual tone, I say, sure sounds good if I make it at all. Trying to boost up my confidence my dad says with a compassionate tone, don't put that kind of negativity into the atomsphere son! Your a Fulsa you'll do great! But hey I got to go so I'll see ya when you get back alright! Replying back with a little mojo in my voice I say, alright see ya dad! 

Pressing the end call button, letting out a deep exhale, staring forward with my eyes burning with pride as I try to hype myself up, opening my mouth slightly I say in a calm and determind tone to myself, I got this! I will pass this test and become a police officer so I can protect and save lives!

End of Chapter 1