The First Day Pt.1

It's the first day of college classes.

It's a shiny building,
industrial in design.

I wonder briefly

if there are interior designers just for schools,

or if they possibly permit the preprogrammed principals

to pick the upholstery.

I am running down a long hallway.

I am late for history.

I screech to a halt in the doorway, regain composure,

and walk calmly to an empty seat in the middle of the room.

There are people I know here

-Natalie,Abby,Megan,Colin,Molly,Brant-

and others.

My history teacher hates me.

He gives me a bad grade on our first quiz,

even though I got all the questions right.

First impressions must be really important around here.