Tuesday, September 4,2012 6:30 a.m.<br/><br/>Isabella had managed to wake up and get dressed early so she could get her class schedule and figure out where the hell they are.<em>ohh yay we moved just in time for the new year, at least I won't have a chance of getting the same teacher right???</em>she was wearing her usual cloths, leggings, short skirt, black tshirt and hoodie.<div class="floatright">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/0c7da2520244a4e361189f2f7a6845c5/tumblr_mfeq43eizm1rlhfn5o1_1280.jpg)</div>all she had with her was a backpack and that had a few notebooks and pencils. She walked through the now open doors, handed her bag to one guard turned and assumed the position.<br/>"Sorry to disappoint boys, left all my knives and guns in storage." She teased as.. Mike according to his name tag thoroughly scanned her. When the scanner didn't beep, she was handed her bag and walked over to  the main office. Her records landed her a personal audience with the head of this fine establishment, yay for her. She walked into the office, and was allowed to see principle Douglas. As she walked to the office she saw another, rather tall girl walk out of the office.<br/>"Next" called the principle, that was Isabella's que to enter the office. "I'm principle Douglas, and you must be Isabella Heartnet.<br/>"Yes, I'm here because u wanted to see me... And I need my class list." She said sitting down in a chair that faced him from across the desk.<br/>"Yes, I've seen your records. I wanted to let you know that fighting, vandalism, anything else like that will not be tolerated here. Your a smart pretty young girl, so act like one. Here is your class list, secretary mrs.evan for a guide to help you." He said, then simply waved his hand lightly dismissing her.<br/>She read over her classes<br/><em>1st period: AP studio art (RM:505)<br/>2nd period: algebra II (RM:10,001<br/>3rd period: lunch<br/>4th period: anatomy(RM: 1,004)<br/>5th period: civics(RM: 10,010)<br/>6th period: AP Creative writing(RM: 1,106)<br/>7th period: fashion and design 3(RM:508)</em><br/>At least she got all the electives she wanted. "Mrs.evans, I'm supposed to speak to you???"<br/>"Honey did you want a guide since your new, she could help you find your classes and help you make friends."<br/>"Ahhh, no thanks I can take care of it all myself." Isabella simply walked away, as she walked around the large indoor school she realised the halls to the right increased as she went down and the left did the reverse. First floor was 100s 2nd floor 1000's and  3rd floor 10,000's her first class was room 505. The 500's were all an art wing and so she assumed each wing had a specific subject uncommon and number placement. 10 was the highest in the ones place the numbers went to before the 100s place changed. She walked around for a while, she had time before the bell would ring.