Samantha goes to class

I pull into a parking spot in front of Lucille Hall for my first class of the semester.  I sit in my car for a couple minutes to check my makeup and make sure my outfit looks fantastic.  I finish applying a fresh coat of lip gloss and get out of the car.  I go to the trunk and pull my bag with my books for the day in it.  I then start up the stairs to the hall for class.

                I walk into my Introduction to Creative Writing class and take a seat in the middle of the room.   I watch as some of my fellow classmates start shuffling in and take their seats as well. 

                About ten minutes of this the professor walks into the room and takes his place at the table and podium and the front of the room.

                “Hello everyone.  I’m Professor Wallace and I would like to welcome you to Introduction to Creative Writing. I assume most of you are dreaming of becoming famous journalists or maybe write the next best seller but it all begins in this class,” Professor Wallace says looking around the room at all of us.  “Without further ado please open your textbooks to the first chapter about planning what you are going to write.”

                Professor Wallace then turns to the whiteboard behind him and starts writing an outline of what we are going to be learning that day.