The secretary handed him a piece of paper. Apparently it was his schedule. He glanced down at it. Oh no these classes would not do at all. Not even one of them overlapped with hers, and he had a different lunch block. "Excuse me ma'm, but I believe there is a mistake in my schedule."
"No Gallin, that's immpossible. I checked it myself and everything is in order."
"But you see I need third period History, and my lunch hour has to be during the first block."
"I'm sorry, but unless the change is essential to recieving the nessasary credits for graduation, which in your case it's not, all scheduling is final."
He took a deep breath. Being in this school was just short of infuriating. "No you really made a mistake," he insisted capturing the secretary's attention. "Here." He handed the sheet to her, "adjust my schedule so I have the following classes." He listed Katrina's schedule to the tee. Immediatly the secretary went to the computer and started to rearrange his classes. With a simple hack into the school's pathetic system, he had attained the nessasary information. After all he needed to know exactly where she would be at every moment. Having all the same classes with Katrina would greatly help him out. He smiled to himself. She would have no escape.
 Cenendra · Thu Jun 21, 2007 @ 10:39pm · 0 Comments |
