Daniel was so done with this bullshit. It was just the first day of class and he already had two where the slideshow went from ‘Syllabus’ to ‘Lesson #1’. Why wasn’t there like a buffer period where students could get back into the feeling of being in school before they were loaded on with homework and shit? Jesus fucking christ his life was hard enough as it was without being thrown into the lions’ den on the first day.<br/><br/>He honestly didn’t know why he was still bothering with school. It wasn’t like his life was ever going to amount to more than being assistant manager at the local grocery store anyway, so what was the point of graduating? If he just dropped out he’d have more time to actually do something he liked, get more hours in at work, maybe even find a better apartment when he didn’t have to worry about tuition and supplies. Every passing hour that he spent here in this hell hole... well that option was seeming better and better.<br/><br/>It wasn’t that this school was bad, actually it was quite the opposite, it was that school in general was bad. He didn’t even know how he got into this higher end school, he didn’t even know that his application would get processed. He thought that it was going to be thrown in the trash immediately, he applied as a joke. But here he was, somehow.<br/><br/>And not only that, one of the teachers seemed to be keeping an uncomfortably close eye on him. It wasn’t that she was creepy or anything, he wasn’t sure if it was possible for the 5 foot, pregnant woman to be creepy, but knowing that he was being watched was making him uncomfortable, especially since he didn’t know why.<br/><br/>So yeah, his day had been pretty shitty so far, and it was only lunch time. He slipped out of the cafeteria when the monitor’s back was turned, and now he was wandering the halls, wondering if tomorrow he could sneak a pack of cigs in and find a place to smoke.