Back off All I Care About is My Career

Chapter 1.

An attempt to safe a drunk man.

Adrian's pov.

It was a bright morning and I scurried out of my room as I wore my clothing, I was in such an hurry not to miss my literature lecture that morning, as I was lagging behind in the course really bad and my final examination was coming soon, I didn't want to cry a bitter tear and stay an extra year in the school.

"Mom! I'm off to school!" My voice rang all around the less wealthy home I lived in with my mom and brother.

Though our house was less wealthy, it had modesty, humbleness and love in it. And even as the house was smaller and was in need of some repairs like the linking roof, and it also wasn't having all the latest conveniences, but that doesn't mean it's not filled with love and comfort. In fact, it was way cozier and more inviting for us since we got each other's back in everything.

I am Adrian Williams, a 21 years old white skinned lady, people says that I am beautiful, but who cares about that when all I wanted and needed presently was money to foot my bills and ways to pass my literature? And my captivating eyes people talk about? I wish I can sell it out for money. I wasn't so desperate for money, but I badly needed a lot of it. I was a native of Pittsburgh in America, and that was also where I lived with my mom, Natalia and younger brother, Glaton.

I only managed to get through with my high school with struggles, though I was so smart and brilliant, as I was busy helping my mother in footing some bills and even my brother's school fees. I was actually on a partial scholarship in the university and my struggles continued.

I had begun to double my part time jobs since I resumed college and was made to know that my scholarship only covered a year out of my four years of tuition in the school. I had been sad, withdrawn and downcast when I heard the information and the first thing that came to my mind was to raise the fees by myself, which I have been doing with trying to save up some money.

"Breakfast is ready Adrian, come and have a bite." Mom yelled out to me, she must have noticed that I was going without eating any breakfast.

"Later mother! I'm so late and I don't want to miss this course again." I shouted to her hearing and dashed out of the house before mom could stop me.

Ryan, my best friend, was waiting for me just outside our shabby house, he was on his bike and he called out to me when I rushed out, with my ponytail, bobbing behind me as I ran out of the house, "Over here!" He called out.

I ran back to him. "Thank you so much, you are always a life saver." I told him with a peck on his cheek, as I got myself comfortable on the bike and used the helmet that was given to me by Ryan. I clicked the straps of the helmet under my jaw and held tightly to him, my hands fastened tightly around his waist.

Ryan had been my best friend since my first year in high school, he was my very first choice at all times after my family. Not like I had any other person to choose.

I met him on the day I lot my dad, that day is a day I wish I will never remember 'cause every time I remember it, I always feel the bad day repeating itself.

It was my first day at high school, my dad had dropped me off to school and that was the last time I saw him alive. The next time I saw him was his body filled with sticky blood on the hospital bed.

I realized that he had lost control of his car while on motion, his brakes were grazed, which led to his accident and his death. He was my favorite parent and seeing his head broken open with his legs chopped off was heart wrecking and I immediately developed an attack and every night, I still have a nightmare because of my dad.

The death of my dad also marked the beginning of our suffering, my mom, who was a full housewife began to work and I had to join her in working when it looked as if the bills were weighing her down and that's how we landed this poor.

I wiped a lone tear that fell from my eyes silently, not wanting to call Ryan's attention, as I won't want him to be worried. He knew everything about me as he was with me all through my hard times.

The ride to school was a silent one as everything in my mind was the day's lecture, hoping that it would be any better.

We got closer to the school and I raised my head to it, the outside of the school was fenced and a neatly high arc-like board was fixed on the top of the fence, which had the school's name boldly inscribed on it, "UNIVERSITY OF ART AND SCIENCE TECHNOLOGIES." And Ryan drove us in.

The university was a vibrant and creative space, where students can explore their artistic passions and learn about the latest technology and that was what drew me into writing their scholarship exam in the first place.

The university had cutting-edge facilities, like a digital media lab and an art studio with the latest equipments installed in different parts in the compound. The campus was located in a bustling area, surrounded by museums, galleries, and other creative spaces. The atmosphere was kinda lively and energetic, with students buzzing around the compound as they moved in different directions and for the fact that every student are the same, no discrimination, well, except for the born-to-be-a-bully that I know, who won't leave me be, although, I have been doing perfectly fine by avoiding them at every chance I got.