[b]AUGUST 17,2015
FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL[/b]

The streets of Manhattan were buzzing.
Car horns and alarms could be heard,hundreds of voices,the cooing of pigeons,police sirens,the horns of boats and ships offshore.
The city was alive this bright sunny August day.

A large yellow school bus pulled up to Yancy High School.
The doors squeaked open and just over a dozen kids came out,mostly freshmen,a few sophomores,and last to step out was Tyrone Mercer.He was tall,lean,and stood up straight.
He wore a And1 jersey type shirt,some jeans,and some green worn down Jordan Team Strong Brand Shoes.
He had his black backpack on both shoulders.
He headed inside Yancy High School.
As he headed down the hall he received several greetings from high fives to handshakes to hugs.
Classmates,teammates,a few younger kids who knew him.
As he headed to Math class Principal Curry stepped out of his office.
When he saw Tryone his face lit up,he shook Mercers hand and spoke.
"Good to see you again Ty.Have a good summer?"
Mercer replied with a chuckle,"Yes sir.It was a little busy,but I enjoyed it."
"Good.Ready for your senior year season?"Curry asked.
"Oh yes sir you know it."Mercer said with a grin.
Curry nodded,"Good.I've got high expectations of you this year son.Mow get on on to class."
Mercer nodded then hurried down the hall to Financial Math.