"CHAAAAAASE!" the sound of the orphanage director's shout ringed in my ears. "CHAAAASE!" I groaned, opening my eyes and staring at the bottom of top bunk. What does that old fart want now, I asked myself. I pulled off my covers and sat on the edge of the bottom bunk. Rubbing my eyes, I tried to pull myself together. Then all of a sudden, the director, Ms. Louisa, barged into the room, awakening the other boys from their sleep. "Why are you not dressed yet!?" she asked furiously. "It's almost time for you to go to the airport!" Airport? What the heck is she talking abou…..then I remembered, I was leaving Brazil and going to live with my adopted family in France.
I slapped my forehead, "Ohh, I'm sorry! I completely forgot!" I get up and head for the closet, grabbing all my personal belongings and clothes and stuffing them into my duffel bag. "Hurry up!" she shouted, "I called a cab and It'll be here any moment!" I grab an outfit to wear for the day and head to the boys shower room. "Okay, okay I'm going!" I say to her as I rush out of the room and into the showers.
I turn on one of the showers and stepped in. The water was warm and washed away the sleepiness. I hurried and cleaned the necessary parts of my body then got out and dried myself with one of the towels that was stacked on a cart beside the sinks. "There," I said with relief, "all clean!" I put on the clothes I picked out, a red track jacket with black stripes on the sleeves along with brown cargo pants. "Ready!," I called out as I came out the shower room, drying my light brown hair with the towel. "It's about time!" Ms. Louisa said, scowling at me. "The cab's waiting up in front, so get going will you?" she threw my duffel bag in my face and ushered me down the stairs. "Hold on, I don't get to say goodbye to my friends?" I look to see that the other orphans that I've come to call my brothers and sisters were watching me leave, all with sad looks on their faces. "Forget about them!," she said while hurrying me along, "you'll make new friends in France!" Once we got down to the first floor we go straight for the front door. "Out you go!" she said cheerfully as she tossed me out the door onto the porch. "Have a nice trip!" she gave me one last evil smile, and then slammed the door shut in my face. I glared through the door as if I could melt it down and then set her butt on fire. The one thing I won't miss about this place is her, I say to myself.

"Hey," the cab driver was losing his patience. "Are you coming or what? I don't have all day!" I sighed, "Yeah I coming." I walked up the dirt path up to the cab, and then went around to the back. "Hey can I put my bag in the trunk?" He shrugged and said, "Yeah sure, whatever." I popped open the trunk and set my bag inside. But before I closed it, I took out my iPod and my red headphones from the bag. This trip is going to be a long one, I thought to myself, going to need some music to get through it all. I closed the trunk, opened the back door and got in. "Okay so where are you going amigo?" the cab driver asked. He was looking at me through the rearview mirror. "To the airport please." The driver nodded his head and shifted the gear into drive. We slowly pull out into the road, and as we drove away I looked at the orphanage, so many friends and memories that I was leaving behind. But it was for the best because eventually I was going to leave at some point, and I couldn't stay in one place for too long.

I sat back down in the seat and put my head phones on and played a song from my playlist. I stared outside the car window and watched the trees buildings and fields of grass go by.

Code Lyoko

We finally arrived at the airport 3 hours later. I got out of the cab and popped the trunk to get my bag. "Thanks for the ride!," I call out to the driver as ran up the steps to the glass doors of the airport. As soon as a opened the door a cool breeze slapped me right in the face, making my eyes water. "Holy crap why is it so cold in here?" I wiped my eyes and looked around. The Brazilian airport was huge and contained many traditional symbols lining the walls and covering the ceiling. "Nice!," I say as I walked to a desk near the entrance. "Excuse me what flight is the one for France?," I ask the lady behind it. "It's over there to the left, Gate 12. You better hurry; it's getting ready to leave." I nodded my, said thanks, and ran over to Gate 12. I handed my ticket over to the ticket agent and once he approved it headed inside the plane. I took an empty seat by a window and settled myself. Phew, made it in time!, I thought to myself, breathing a sigh of relief.
"Attention tous les passagers!" I jumped, looking up at the intercom. "Nous sommes prêts pour pour décoller satisfaisons ainsi restons dans vos sièges. Ce vol sera un vol de 6 heures ainsi obtenez confortable ! Merci et appréciez le vol."
I stared at the intercom for a minute. "What the heck was that, French? I didn't understand a word he said!" I said to myself. I turned my head to the left and noticed a lady was sitting in the seat across the aisle from me. Maybe she understood him, I thought. I leaned over the aisle and tapped her on the shoulder. She put her book down and turned her head towards me. "Yes can I help you?," she asked. "Uh yes, I didn't understand what the pilot was saying. Can you translate to English for me?" The lady nodded her head, "Why of course! He said that we are getting ready for lift off and that this will be a 6 hour flight. Also we must remain in our seats." I heaved a sigh, "Thanks." The lady smiled and said, "Don't mention it," and went back to reading her book.
I sat back in my seat, looking up at the ceiling. This flight will take forever, I thought in my head. Then I remembered I brought music with me. I took out my headphones and IPod, turned the IPod on and then put on the headphones. Slow R&B music started to play in my ears. I looked out my window and watched as we lifted up off the runway and took off into the evening sky. Brazil was getting smaller and smaller and then vanished when we soared above the clouds. It was an amazing sight, the sun so close shining bright and the sky a bright blue. I was starting to get drowsy, the R&B music slowly taking me away to dreamland. I rested my head on the glass of the window and fell asleep.

"Hey young man, wake up!" Someone shook me on my shoulder, "C'mon it's time to get off." I opened my groggy eyes and rubbed them with both of my hands. "Uh where are we?" I asked, groggy and confused. "We're in France, It's time to go."
I looked out my window and saw other passengers getting off the plane, heading into the France airport. "Oh, Sorry I'll get going." I grabbed my bag and walked down the aisle to the stairs. I took a step on the first stair but as I was about to take another I lost my footing, slipped and almost fell down if I didn't grabbed the hand rail at the last second. "Phew that was close! I hate walking down stairs when I'm half asleep!" The good thing was I was completely awake, and continued down the plane stairs without trouble. I walked up to the airport doors and opened them. *sniff sniff* "What is that smell? It smells like flowers in here." And sure enough there was a row of flowers lined up on the far wall next to a gift shop. Some ladies were also selling perfume, spraying samples on customers. "Geez! My nose is burning up!" I ran away from the strong fragrance to the area where the people of France greet their friends or family that rode on the plane. I stood at the top of the steps overlooking the area. "Ok, now what?" I asked myself.
Then something caught my eye, it was sign waving back and forth frantically above other's heads. I leaned forward and squinted, trying to read what was on the moving sign. It read, "CHASE OVER HERE" In big bold red letters. "Huh I guess that's me!" I walked down the stairs and pushed through the massive crowd of tourists, vacationers, and residents. It took me some time to get through the horde but I finally made it through and made it to the sign. There, holding up the sign was a middle age woman and next to her was a girl that looked to be my age. She had on a blue jacket and black cargo pants. Her hair was black with a blond streak and her eyes were a light blue. The girl turned and looked over in my direction. She cocked her head, and then pointed at me while saying something to the woman. The woman looked over, smiled, and then responded back to the girl. The girl nodded and made her way towards me. Uh-oh! What do I say? What If she doesn't understand me, I thought. When she reached me I panicked and said in full Spanish, "Hola mi nombre es Chase! Es agradable conocer usted!"

The girl stared at me, cocking her head. I facepalmed my forehead, "Idiot!" The girl suddenly giggled and said, "You know I can speak English right?," I became embarrassed and rubbed my head. "Sorry I assumed everyone in France only speak French." She laughed then shook her head, "No it's okay you're just new to all this," she stuck out her hand and smiled, " Hi I'm Luna and I'm going to be your new sister!"