Gary looked at his planner it was time for his first lesson of the term. He was very nervous but also kind of excited. He looked in the mirror, his brown fluffy hair was misbehaving, as per usual. He was wearing the uniform that had been laid out for him. He had a navy blue blazer and trousers with a red tie and white shirt. It clashed with his ocean blue eyes horribly but he didn't really care. Even though he had been kind of lazy back home he was still in pretty good shape. He liked running and swimming on the weekends, it helped him to get away from the constant pressure from his dad. He took a deep breath.
He left the dorm room and locked it with the key he'd been given and wandered down the corridor. He suddenly realised that he should have paid more attention to Kenneth on the tour. He spun round. Now was history to the left or the right? He wondered. He tried to ask some of the students but they ignored him. He sighed and just went right.
He found himself standing before a massive playing field. It had a running track round the outside and a football field and rugby field inside. He wondered wether playing a sport was essential as he had never been good at ball sports. Then the bell rang snapping him out of his thoughts. Shoot! That's second bell! He realised and ran down the hallway..