Part 1

''Everything starts with a good hobby.'' I read this line somewhere in the book and am still stick to which hobby I have. Like, I enjoy doing everything such as painting or writing or crafting or anything but its all is periodically. I never found something that I always love to do,anytime. Hobby should be something that we can pursue all the time but as I had nothing to do with anything my parents decided to give me sometime to stay alone so, that I can found my real self and so, that I can get out of the shadow of my parents. But I know this will never happen because they are just changing my place, they can't change me and my thinking. I know and I had accepted that I am nothing less than a loser, yet let's see what "All Boys Hostel'' brings for me.

It was the morning of June and I was packing my bags in my room to go to the hostel and join the school there the sun was about reach it peak and California was experiencing warmness of summers. The admission and formalities was done by my father as he was passed by the same school and lived in the same hostel. Well, basically the hostel is organised by the school to the far-living students and to the students like me whose parent's kick them off indirectly. Basically I was not really sad to go to there because even I needed to start my life with a new point and with new friends because am the lonely bee here in California.

I zipped my bags up, ''son, if you are ready then its time to go.'' Mumma said from the downstairs.

''Ya, am almost done, I said ''just packing up my some main's.''

''Did these main's means the picture of your crush?'' Dad said from behind me.

''I never had a crush on anyone.'' I said.

''You never had guts to confess about your crush. Dad said, ''You loved her didn't you?''

I knew, he was talking about Tori and to be really honest I never loved her it was the attraction. Her shinning blue eyes, her little nose just perfect on her and her rosy lips with a perfect curves of her body attracted me a lot and somehow dad got to knew about that and from that time he just teases me whenever he gets the chance that I never had guts to confess her. Well, probably he is right because with this skinny body and pale face I can't have courage to eve stand in front of a girl. So, logically his teases are valid and I deserve it.

''I was the smartest boy of the hostel, don't ruin my reputation. Be a man and get out of the pupil of immaturity.'' Dad said looking straight into my eyes.

We both came downstairs with all the luggage of mine. Mumma's eyes were filled with water as if just one word from my mouth will let them all roll down. But still somehow she managed to not to cry much and said ''Take care of yourself, there. I will not be there to look at you all the time.''

''I know, just relax. Am not a kid.'' I said and hugged her this time she was out of control and pulled out all the tears inside her. She was continuously just keep on saying ''Alvin, Take Care Be Yourself and find a thing to get engaged with.''

Dad didn't really said anything to me and we sat in the car headed for ''THE BOYS HOSTEL, MILTON KEYNES.''