After a short while, Sol leaves the priciples office with a schedule in his hand. The priciple then walks Sol out to the hallway.
"Now all the room numbers and such are there on the paper. All you have to do is look for the number on the door and you're pretty much set on that task."
Match the number from the paper to the door-gotcha.
"Glad to hear it. And welcome to Psychic University!"
Thanks. Well, see you around.
The priciple smiles as he walks back into his office. He folds his schedule and puts it into his pocket. He walks around looking for his class. Maybe its not as easy as it seemed.....
Geez.......I have been walking in circles for like 10 minutes already! Come on...... After a while th bell rings. Sol had missed the class entirely. Luckily he has his Ipod to help him cool off for a bit.
Screw this. I need a cigarette. He then makes his way for the closes exit. He leaves the school and walks to his bike. He takes out a cigarette and lights it with his zippo. He takes a puff and starts to think to himself. I see that peopl are not as social as I thought, but no matter. He takes another puff of his cigarette as he tries to kill time.