He had woken up quite late in the morning, ten minutes before when his bus was supposed to arrive. Quickly, putting on all his clothes and getting his materials, he had gotten ready in around eight minutes.

"Ezana just when are you going to wake up without my help?" his mother, said in a harsh tone.

"I'm sorry ma, this won't happen again I swear this time," He said, cringing at the never-happening-again part. "You can head back in I'm fine from here on out."

He walked towards car he bought over the summer after a year of saving up and working