I quickly walked down the hall in a rush. I can't be late to drama again. It'll be my 5th time and I'll end up in detention. 

The hall was fairly empty. Everyone was already in their class, if not they were killing time nearby their classes, or it were couples each other's faces for the couple of seconds they had left. 

I was panicking, because we were in a performing arts school, when we had a minute left music would play. A song by Shinee came on I didn't think about it to often considering I was going to be late.

But that isn't fair. I come from my 3D art class which is on the other side of the school. 

Lost in my thoughts with my legs running to the familiar place I didn't realize I ran into someone. 

I ended up falling and papers began flying out of my bag along with my paint pallet. The glaze spilled all over them

I looked at them "great it was my script" 

I grabbed a few tissues from my bag trying to scrape the glaze off. Maybe if I do this fast enough I'll make it? With that final thought my stomach dropped. The basic school bell had rung. I dropped the papers along with the now colorful tissue

"Fantastic" i sighed. I heard a small chuckle I looked up at the person. He looked unfamiliar, regardless I glared at him

"What are you laughing at?" I'm fairly nice but I do have to say I have an attitude. 

"Hey don't get snippy with me baby, you ran into me." My mouth hung open. No ones