Hello Readers,

I’m writing a book called Lost on Planet Pythawn. You now get to read the prologue. I hope you enjoy it. Please feel free to leave a comment.

Prologue

Alicia awoke to the sound of her alarm ringing. She checked her clock. It was 6:45. Alicia moaned, it was already time for her to get ready for the first day of school. She was now starting 5th grade. The beginning of middle school. It sounded terrible to her. She was going to be a new kid. Same for all the new 5th graders. She  dozed off, she could sleep for another 5 minutes. But just as she was falling asleep again, her mother came in.

“Hurry up,” said her mother, “Unless you want to be late to the bus.”

To be completely honest, that sounded pretty good to Alicia. 

She got ready for school, gulped down a bowl of Cheerios, and grabbed her lunch as she hurried out the door. She saw the bus nearing her home. Knowing that it was going to leave soon, she picked up her speed to a fast jog. Just as she was about to slow down at the curb she tripped and fell face-first into a mud puddle. She looked up to see a familiar face sneering down at her. Grey Adams, the school bully. Alicia stood up and sneered back at Grey. He retreated back onto the bus. Alicia smiled to herself, even though she wasn’t feeling like smiling. That smile was a smile of success. She walked all the way to the back of the bus where her friend, Michelle, was waiting for her. 

“Hi Alicia!” said Michelle as soon as she saw Alicia. “What happened?” asked Michelle, concerned, looking down at Alicia’s muddy skirt.

“Grey Adams tripped me right before I got on the bus.” responded Alicia.

“Are you okay?” inquired Michelle. Her expression had turned from confusion and curiosity to anger. 

Alicia shrugged, as she didn’t want to tell a lie (even a white lie), and worry her friend. Alicia didn’t talk anymore during the bus ride. Before she knew it, they had arrived at school. She waited for everyone else to get off the bus. She walked down the three steps that led down to the sidewalk. She was extra careful to make sure that there weren’t any feet sticking out to be tripped on. Just after she was off the bus, even with her precautions, she tumbled over. Everything started getting fuzzy. She could hear people laughing and could imagine Grey Adams sneering over her head. The laughing and sneering stopped.  Everything stopped. And then, everything went black. That was the start, Alicia’s start, of fifth grade.