User:Keove/AceynFicPartOne

I walked through the corridors of my new school, Hollywood Arts, looking like an idiot. I've been here for almost a week, but I still keep getting lost. I looked at my watch. 8:30. Looks like I just missed first period. So I looked at my schedule and saw my second period class: ''Sikowitz. ''

I looked around to see if anyone was there. I seriously needed directions. I saw a guy, maybe 17, with a bag slung over his shoulder. I walked up to him. "Hey, I was wondering if you could tell me where Sikowitz's class is?" He looks at me, and replies, "Sure. It's just down the hall, to you right." I nodded my head, said thanks and started to walk away.