“ADY!!” Mom slammed opened the door. 

“Still sleeping? It's time for school, get up.” Said Mom with her sweet feminine voice, able to swoon any man who hears it. No wonder Dad was crazy about Mom. 

“Mom, just 5 more minutes,” I said sleepily, pulling up the sheet over my head to avoid the light. 

“It's your first day at High School, Ady.” Opening the curtain that paved the light to pass into the room, which revealed a fantasy book on the shelf next to the bed, posters of the book which covered the wall shone. 

“So you were reading a book late at night huh,” angrily, she pulled the sheet away from my face. The bright lights brought me back from the dream world. “MOM, let me sleep!” 

“Ady! It’s time for school!” She reached out for the clock near my bed and shoved it in my face, “Look, it’s already past 8 am”. 

At first I couldn't see clearly as I just woke up, after a few seconds, realisation struck. 

“THE VACATION ENDED??” I yelled after seeing the time. I jumped out of the bed and hurried off to the bathroom. 

“Breakfast is ready, come fast unless you want to eat it cold.” Mom said as she closed the door behind. 

I brushed my teeth in such a hurry that it started to hurt. After finishing the shower, I remembered I have to iron my uniform but when I went to my room, I found my uniform already neatly ironed on my desk with a note saying “ironed your uniform while you were sleeping. We are waiting for you at the table, come fast - Mom” 

The uniform was a mellow yellow coat worn over a white shirt with a red tie around the neck and mellow yellow coloured pants.

I took the uniform in my hands and looked at it for a few minutes. So a new chapter of my life starts today huh, feeling different from usual “Thank you Mom”.

I put on my uniform and walked down stairs to the dining room, Dad was already there in firefighter uniform reading today's newspaper. “There was a forest fire recently, it took some time to put out the fire,” Dad yelled “the source is unknown but it doesn't look natural.” Clutching the newspaper in his hand, to the point of it creating small tears.

“Honey, don't be angry, I'm sure it might be accidental.” Consoled Mom while she put my food down on the table. “Instead, be happy our son is in high school today!” Her smile lightened up the room. 

Mom had long black hair but she frequently ties it up into a bun. Her sharp eyes make her smile more beautiful, her voluptuous body makes her as attractive as a model but she chose to be a house wife. It’s still a surprise that she married Dad, but I can't say Dad is just a common guy either.

His body is perfect for a guy built for a firefighter. Broad shoulders, rough and tanned skin from the heat is a sign to show how experienced he is. He likes to have short hair unlike me. He is well known in our locality as he is the captain of the central fire force team. 

“Time sure flies fast,” Dad said smiling. I have to thank Mom for changing Dad's mood. He’s angry because of the recent forest fire which cost a lot of animals their home and their life. 

“ALRIGHT!” Mom yelled “let's eat and start the day, it's already 8:45” my eyes widened with astonishment as I was going to be late to school. Seems like Dad is also late by the expression on his face. 

We ate in a hurry and got up, as we walked across the porch, our cat Neco was sleeping near the gates. “Good Morning Neco,” I said as he woke up and started to scratch his grey fur. He looked at me with black eyes as I was annoying him.

“We have a new neighbour settling in today,” Commented Dad while looking at the truck. 

There were some men in blue uniforms with a logo saying “swift” who were moving a large amount of boxes from the truck.

“Safe journey!” Mom said while Dad went to the central part of the city we are living in while I went to school near the city outskirts, which was opposite to the central city.

On the way, I would always meet a granny who sells antiques such as rings, necklaces, broods, etc. We exchanged our usual good mornings.

I reached my school just before the ceremony started, I walked through well-watered trees with bright yellow flowers, paths filled with students chattering, seniors were recruiting for their clubs. 

As I walked toward the venue of the ceremony, I heard a female voice. “Come to AniManga club, we have a huge list of animes and mangas to watch or read,” a female senior yelled who had a ponytail tied with black and red stripes. 

 As I opened the door of the ceremonial venue, I was blinded by a beam of light.

It was a large hall illuminated by artificial lights. The crowd was divided into 2, girls sitting on the left side and boys sitting on the right. So I went over to the front right corner of the boys side which had many empty seats. Seems like students don't like attention in the front. 

As I sat down, the principal came to the podium in front of us and started to speak about the school and future of our life. Well, it was pretty boring. The person beside me had fallen asleep for half of the speech while some were chatting amongst themselves instead of listening.

After the speech, I left for the class as I watched students start to form groups which I wouldn’t like to get into for now. 

I reached the class before anyone else did. So, looking at the empty classroom, I smiled “this is what I call Freedom of choice.”

 Everyone had settled near the middle, while I was seated far back near the window, my favourite spot in any classroom. Whenever I was bored I could just look at the nature outside or play with birds at the window and, during breaks, the natural light through the window makes reading better. 

The teachers didn't teach anything today as they held icebreakers so as to associate ourselves with our classmates. 

Once another break started, the room was filled with chatter for a few minutes, dissipating as students started to leave the classroom.

 I was alone in the class reading a book about a Man taking revenge on a dragon who took out his village when he was a kid but later found out the dragon was controlled by a human which he loved from his heart. Though the plot seems a little unrealistic, how the story forms is good.

Then I heard the sound of a falling pen. I thought it was mine, but as I was trying to reach for the pencil down the floor, a female hand the same colour as mine touched my hand.

 I looked up to see a girl sitting next to my seat. 

 “Sorry, I thought it was mine,” I apologised blankly.

 “Ahh it's alright” she smiled as she placed her hands on the desk with a white blank paper. 

Seems like she is drawing.

Her black hair fell down till her hip, her sharp eyes reminded me of Mom, her tanned skin shone in the light through the window.

“Nice to meet you, my name is Yumi.”