It was August 6, 2005 and I was heading to my first class at Saint Rose College. The day was crisp, falling leaves and, a slight breeze. My first class was "Intro to Theatrics." I had always wanted to do theater when I was little and now I was finally on the road to my dream. I got to my class and sat down at the top right corner of the room. I had heard rumors that the teacher was a little out of her head but I was going to be the judge of that. I was getting out my notebook when I hear someone scream "GOOD MORNING EVERYONE!" It was the teacher Mrs. Stokes. It was only 8 in the morning how could she be so energetic? I could hear everyone around groaning and grumbling "It's too early for this." Mrs. Stokes starts her lecture on how to get to know your character and their behavior, when the door opens. This tall, slender, brunette guy walks in and, sits down a couple of seats away from me and gets his stuff out. Mrs. Stokes says "You're late Mr. Fallon." He replies with "Yeah, I woke up late, I'm very sorry Mrs. Stokes." She said "I'll let it slide this one time but the next time it happens, you'll be seeing me for detention. " I could hear the girls all around me giggling, saying under their breaths "He hasn't changed." I was confused everyone seemed to know who he was, but I had no clue. I guess I'll find out sooner or later.
