The Giver

1. Tosca pov

             The roar of the engine under me made me sink into my seat and press the gas as I sped by the yellow light. Looking up as I passe under it to make sure I hadn't run the red light. Which I hadn’t. I smiled and felt my chest lighten with happiness. Driving was one of the most exciting things I could do as a teen, not many of the other teens had a car. Most prefered to go on the subways and conserve money and time. But I liked the thrill of turning the car with my hands, using my feet to slow or stop it. I slowed down and turned my wheel right, heading into a rather large suburb, going around a few roundabouts and slowing down for some kids in the street I reached the house. My best friend Angels house.
I sat there for a minute. But when no one answered I decided to lay on the horn, getting quickly impatient. With a loud HONK she came running out, project in hand. I smiled as her lipstick flew out of her pocket as she tried to run down the stairs with her backpack, tablet and smoothie drink. Once she got to the ar i decided to have a little fun with her. And i locked it. He tried the handel and when she couldn't open it i laughed. “Try harder.”  tried to mouth. She did and nearly fell over and broke the handle. She looked mad. I finally allowed the door to open and she got in, I set the poster in the back and her smoothie in the raised cup holder. I smiled as she buckled and put her backpack between her legs.

“How is my angel this morning.” he glared ahead. “Not good, I had to finish the project after you freaking fell asleep on me at eleven.” she looked at me with a sharp tone. Then she glanced back to inspect her work. My lip quivered, something I did when I was guilty. “Sorry, hun.” I apologized and then shifted in my seat.
The drive was a longer one, angel talked about what our roles were going to be and I let her since she did this project mostly herself. At least the creation of it. I wasn't very creative when it came to making things, I was more of a black and white kind of girl not a inbetween the colors girl like Angel was.

She was going to get somewhere in the world through with her skills. Wither her mom liked it or not.

We pulled into my designated spot for my  car, every student had one but since I was the leaders daughter it seemed like it made me more important. Which I knew it didn't, but the feeling was still there.
Once we had gotten the poster out of the car, she unrolled it and straighten it out for me to see. It was nice, with colorful letters and pictures from that era and a diagram sprinkled with glitter. It looked like it almost came out of a carnival. Very eye catching but the information was a bit small, oh well I guess I deserved that for falling asleep last night. “What do you think?” she asked once I nodded in approval. “I think its great, thankfully I won't have to read off the poster because of the small lettering but other then that…” I trailed off. She looked down at my comment. I know she worked hard on it. “Im sorry, look either way with your skills and my memoizing we are going to get a A on this. easy. “ I looked over at her. Her face lighting up some. She needed the grade more then me with both of us having a B but hers being three points lower.

    We walked into the school with a spring in our step. My mind going over the facts for the presentation.

    “When our first leader, Dean Alcast, came into power, we had been scattered for over one hundred years, learning the roles of primal survival after the war of Dame.” I told the class as they stared at us expectantly. “Socialism he said, was the most motivational tactic in getting people to rebuild the world. Or at least in the new nation of lustria.” I smiled over at the teacher, proud of how far my country had come. I rambled on about how the graph represented the population and how socialism brought us together and apart. How it inspired our new form of government, the Leafellist Society.
    Once Angel had said her part and had explained how our, economic, and social classes are better today because of socialism being the first government of lustria.