Eighth Stop

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-His POV-

Today is the first day of my classes. New school, new environment, new people... Everything here is new.

I enrolled at the school where Renz is taking his bachelor's degree, he's on his last year now and I'm on my second year taking BS Architecture.

I walked up to my first class, it was 8 am and so I hurry not to be late. I want a good impression to everyone, especially to the professors.

Soon, the class started. We have few introductions, then the professor gave us the course outline and overview of the lesson we will take for the coming days, after that he left us with a research work on some well-known establishments by famous Filipino architects.

After that class, I have a vacant time then head off to a P.E class. I wonder how different P.E would be here and in the States. Would there be dancing? Sports or some weird things?

I took my vacant time touring around the whole campus. It was actually quite big. Buildings are four floors each, alloted per department and aren't far from each other. There is also a gym, an auditorium, a swimming pool, wide green field, which I think is for football and some open field events too, and car park.

“Hey!” I heard someone calling. I don't think it was me whoever that person is calling and so I continue walking towards the university library.

But then I heard a “hey” again and it sounded so near to me and so I turned my head towards the direction and saw a guy walking to my direction.

Ah! He was from the class earlier. I smiled at him. “James, right?” he said as he reached me.

I looked at him and gave him a nod. “Do you need something?” I asked.

“Andy, bro” he offered a handshake. I accepted it and gave him a continue-what-you-are-about-to-say-look.

“I just wanna ask if you mind joining the Architecture club. Since you are a transferee, this will be a help for you to find circle of friends and learn more about architecture in the Philippines.” He explained.

Oh yeah, I forgot thinking about school organizations and clubs, it's good he opened up. And so I said “okay then. I'll sign up.” He just thanks and said to look for him at the org's headquarters after my classes. I nodded and then he left me.

I checked my watch, only to see that it's almost time for my next class. I changed my way from the library to the gym. I put my p.e uniform on and find my class.

There were at least three on-going p.e classes, when I got in. “Uh, excuse me miss? I'd like to ask if you know where's this class or who's Mr. Robles is?” I asked to those group of girls going out the building.

They paused a bit and looked at me intently. So I ask them again and they pointed the guy standing to group of students sitting on the ground. I thanked them and run towards the direction they pointed me.

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