Astro Dreams : Bad Day

I love space. I can barely get by language classes or the extra curriculars but seem to always outperform everyone in science and math classes. I win prizes for the Science fair every year, and the wierd part is it all seems like a cake walk to me.

“Hannah, I think you should put some effort for English as well?” Aunt Tiffany always insists me, but I think she gets it.

I have always dreamed of going to space. I would spend hours of my free time in the library sitting with those thick massive Sci-Fi books , learn about constellations, stars, planets and everything that’s out there .

Today was a bad day at school. I got kicked out of classes again. Day dreaming. None of my friends called me to Dennis’s bday party as well. And the worst, I have only 2 weeks left for the entrance quiz for the St. Astro Academy. St. Astro Academy. My dream.

“I must be such a loser.”

On my way home, I see all my friends, all of them dressed up. “Oh Hannah, you poor thing! No one invited you to Dennis’s?. I guess dorks aren’t. Good luck, day dreaming” Said Lucy.

Ugh, I hate her. “Well I guess, day dreaming for sure has to be better than wearing pink and hovering around the football team, begging them to take you to lunch?”.

Well said. I pat myself back.

I come back home. Still sad and angry at myself. “Why am I this way?”. I take out my school uniform only to realize, Apollo is missing. Aunt tiffany is off at work. Where is Apollo? This day can’t get any worse.

I run out hurriedly trying to find my Apollo. Hours pass by. I still can’t find him.

Feeling exhausted, I sit down near the city pond. I start crying. Crouching my head on my knees.

After some time, I hear a slight shiver near the bushes. Wait.

That’s a dog. Wait.

That’s Apollo!!!!

Apollo runs across the bridge and he doesn’t stop. I chase him. Of course. He is my only friend.

He runs fast like a cheetah He runs through bridges , streets, through places that I have not ever seen in the colony.

And then I see something that boggles my head. Apollo is staring at it too. Almost like it was all his plan.

Is Apollo a normal dog? I ask myself. Out of shock But the sight ahead of me, makes me hard to speak a word out of my mouth.