Chapter 1

"Victor, Victor..." the fans kept on screaming my name."How you doing?" I asked. I got a loud screaming from the fans as a response. "I love you..." I said. " Victor, Victor, Victor..." I felt someone shaking me. "C'mon, don't tell me you have been daydreaming again" Kyle my best friend says."What?" I ask not believing I have been daydreaming all the time. "I have been calling your name I don't know a hundred times but all I got was nothing as a response. Are you okay?" he asks."Yeah am okay, just thinking 'bout my future." I reply. "Thinking about your kids and your wife?"he says. I glare at him. "No, something else."He looks at me for a minute then he says" Whatever your old man has been asking for you." I sigh, I wasn't ready to meet my father right now. Let me do a brief introduction of my self. I am Victor Owen Johnson, 18 yrs old, dark in complexion and am from the ghetto. I have a parent and that is my father only. Mom decided to leave when I was young and don't ask me why. I come from a place known as Livres in Motherlands. I have always wanted to be a singer and a choreographer but the old man wants me to become an engineer. I better hurry up and go home before he gets mad at me. "Let's go," I tell Kyle."Am sorry but I am actually heading to Mitchell's place, sorry." he apologizes. Mitchell is his girlfriend. I tell him okay and go home to listen to whatever the old man wants to say.

I find him sitting at the couch watching a game in our old TV. "Finally my engineer is here, what took you so long my boy." he asks. "Am sorry dad." I say. "It's okay, I want to send to the grocery to get some food stuffs." he says ad he gives me some dollars. "Can I take the remaining bucks?"I ask him obviously knowing he would say no. "Hell no and can you please hurry up before it is late. Make sure yo come home early."

I go and buy some food. While I was returning, I saw a crowd had gathered at a particular corner. With my curiosity, I went there forgetting my father's instructions. I found a band performing and I will say I was amazed. This is not my first time seeing 'The Livres devils' as they call themselves performing. The band comprises of 3 boys Jack, Hugh and MacKenzie. Even though I like their songs the are total jerks. They love teasing Kyle and I. I don't know why. Hugh is a very talented guitarist, Jack has the voice of an angel and MacKenzie is a good drummer. Everyone in our hood love to listen to the three of them and I get jealous of them sometimes. I was the one who was supposed to be listened to but my old man doesn't approve of it. I glance at my watch and exclaim"WTF, it's 7:30 pm!!! Am so dead...'