On to class registration

Pissed off at the whole situation you madly walk your way to the front entrance of the school. As you get closer you cant help but notice how big this school really was. Your old school was maybe 1/8th of the size of just the gym on this school.

The name of the school was Heartfillia Academy it was one of the most prestigious private schools in the country. Parents would put their kid on a wait list before they were even born just for a chance of them being able to go to this school, and if it wasn’t for my family connections to this school I wouldn’t even be allow a hundred yards from this place. All the women in your family have attended this school for generations on your mothers side. This was mainly because up until 20 years ago this was an all girls academy.

You walk through the door and you see a mad sea of students all there for registration. It looks like a jungle and there was no neon sign telling you where to go so you just start to wonder hopeing to make it the the new student booth. You happen to see someone who looked like they worked there so you asked “excuse me, do you happen to know where new student resignation is at?”

“Ya, you just need to head up toward the Headmistress’ office on the second floor. Just take the elevator and go left you cant miss it.” The staff member said.

“Thanks a bunch.” You replied

You start to navigate your way toward the elevator, and slowly but surely you get there after slowly moving through the crowd of people and take the elevator to the second floor. Once you make it to the second floor it looks like a ghost town, but you see a small booth labeled new student registration and head toward it.