I was about to respond when an announcement from Principal Gardner cut our conversation short, "The administration would like to thank you one last time for your continued support of our education system. Now, that concludes the orientation speech; if everyone could please, in an orderly manner, find your individual schedules and go to your first hour in a timely manner. Thank you." After the final word was spoken, he and his staff made a prompt retreat off the stage, hoping to avoid the large mass of students that followed.

"It looks like it's time for us to go to class," my stalker said, "I guess it's unlikely that we'll get the same one."

"That's a shame," I lie, hoping to get along with my day as soon as possible

"I know, but we can always just meet up after school! No worries!"

"Excellent..."

While following the adults' example and making my retreat in an inconspicuous fashion, I hear the shout "I hope we meet again sometime!" Somehow, I don't think I have much choice in the matter

*page_break First hour...
*goto_scene 1-4first-1
	1st hour: Family and Consumer Science

	2nd hour: Personal Finance

	3rd hour: Algebra

	4th hour: Art

	5th hour: Language Arts

	Lunch

	6th hour: Psychology/Sociology

	7th hour: History

	I look at the paper carefully, memorizing its contents; supposedly, this would be my schedule for the rest of the year. It didn't seem all that different from the duty roster they would place in the mess hall. After stuffing the paper into my pocket, I take a look at the door in front of me and cautiously step inside.