Okay so here I was searching for my classroom not noticing anyone around me, when this boy turns around and says, "Umm...are you lost?" I looked at him and scoffed, "Ha, no?!?!" All right, maybe a little, but I didn't want him to know that. I pretended it was nothing and I kept walking and searching. (Let’s give this boy a nickname really quickly so I don't have to keep explaining what guy I am talking about. Let’s call him the Lost Boy.) Now I get to the top floor and notice that these classrooms start with fours so I knew I was on the right floor. The whole time the Lost Boy was still in front of me walking to his class I assumed. I finally saw my classroom when "CRAP" the Lost Boy goes into the same room. You have got to be kidding me, right? Now I just feel stupid, not going to be the last either! I walked in and quickly found a seat. I was ready and eager to learn. This whole college thing was so exciting for me. A new start to life I thought, boy, was it ever!
The Lost Boy stopped to talk to a buddy of his, after that he came and sat next to me and tried to start a conversation. I was polite by answering his question, but I quickly turned away ready to begin class. I thought I gave the Lost Boy the cold shoulder; It was only the second day of college, no way was my plan to be broken already. I guess I didn't do a very good job because a few weeks later the Lost Boy and his buddies invited me to be in their group for a project due in class. I said okay and thus began the beginning of the end of "my plan" as I knew it.
To Be Continued…
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