Chapter 1

Pdv Aaron

I'm Aaron, sixteen years old and a few months. I'm a little slender, one meter eighty, dyed black. I'm going to Saint Jean school, which is not very far from my home. It is a school that aims at excellence, all students must aim for is excellence. Any extracurricular activity is banned and considered fun. I'm in final class and the pressure was becoming unbearable, but I wasn't the only student in this case and demanded that we reduce the pressure a little and that we wanted to decompress a little. The first quarter had just passed and today is the start of the school year for the second quarter. It's January. I go down to the living room and head to the kitchen. My parents are often absent so I take an apple and go to school.

Pdv Jellilah.

I leave the house to go to school. Our city is rather small, everyone knew each other and our school was well known to everyone. Today in particular it was very beautiful, clear clarity, calm and soothing nature thus highlighting the beauty and color of our dear city.

After a five-minute walk, I am at school and a rally is announced to communicate news of the greatest importance according to what was announced. All the students had left their classroom to come and gather on the schoolyard. The principal shows up in front of us and takes out a list.

Principal: hello my dear children and happy new year to you, he says before seeing on his file and he continues: many of you have protested against the pressure that reigns in our establishment so we have decided with the mutual agreement of your teachers to create a new terminal class, he says calmly.

A hubbub is heard in the mass necessarily because everyone wonders what this idea is. He puts an end to the hubbub with a tap in his hands asking us to listen to him.

Principal: this class will include twenty-five students whose names will follow.

He begins to quote the names, everything was calm and everyone wanted to listen to the names of the students who will go to the new class. The twenty-fifth student was me, which surprises me a little, my doubts had just been false, it's not one of the most intelligent class because I was not too brilliant at school, maybe it's the class of those who can decrease the percentage of school on the national exam.

After the announcement, all the students whose nothing has changed returned to their class as if nothing had happened and we were there to know what awaits us. A teacher that I suppose is new because we have never seen him politely asks us to follow him, what we do and then we arrive in the abandoned class that we have not taken care to arrange. I suppose we have to do it ourselves. The teacher scrapes his throat, which attracts our attention.

Teacher: I'm Mr. Batter, I will be your French teacher and your full teacher. Classes will start once you have arranged the class. Thank you and good luck, he says before retiring.

This first day of the start of the school year, we worked all day to restore our class and I was able to remember the names of some classmates like Aaron who is a rather handsome boy, Rodrigue a calm boy, Majoie a little nice and there are the others who are not yet able to understand what is happening to them.

The teacher comes back and frees us, it was the end of our day. I come back around eight o'clock and fall asleep immediately.

In the morning I wake up and head to school. On the road I see the boy Rodrigue who is rather in a good mood whistling and dancing with his head, he sees me from afar, recognized him and then waits for me to come to his level.

Rodrigue: good morning my baby, how are you?

Me: I'm fine, I say timidly.

Rodrigue: I'm fine too, thank you for asking, he said with a smile.

Me: excuse me, I always say timidly.

We walk talking about everything and nothing until we get to school and then we go directly to our class. All the students were focused on Aaron who is telling a story, the girls and boys were laughing with their throats deployed, it looks like a Tom Sawyer the one. Rodrigue leaves me to go and greet him, which he answers very friendly and gives me a greeting from the head. I'm starting to like the atmosphere of this room. The teacher arrives, takes out the card and starts his class. He goes out at the same time as the bell rings, so Aaron comes out of his place to go ahead.

Aaron: We spent three years in high school and we never experienced anything because of this fucking unique goal that is excellence. I propose that we live our lives as we want. I want to have memories with comrades, he says as if he were making a speech launching hostilities during a war. But the students were not there to disappoint him so they shout with joy at the same time as the teacher comes home.

Prof: rather good atmosphere. So you did what he said before taking out his card.

Me: we elected the class leader and we chose Aaron I said with a laugh, he makes me a "serious? " of the head. The teacher smiles a little and continues his course.

We didn't know that this speech made by Aaron was going to change our high school daily life for us and I'm as sure that he himself had no idea what was going to happen over these six months. But let's all see together what the future holds for us, I say internally.