Jon sighed now as he looked around. There really seemed to be nothing to do before classes started, especially when there were already classes going on. As he walked the empty hallways, he heard an older voice call out in his direction.
"Hey Kid!" It was a teacher, or so he assumed, with a hot cup of coffee. He looked sternly at Jon, tapping his foot as he questioned him. "Shouldn't you be in class?"
"Don't have one now."
"I doubt that. Care to show me your schedule?"
"Of course." As Jon reached into his pocket, he realized that he hadn't really brought anything with him but his wallet and some paper, in order to pick up his schedule. He pulled out one of the papers he had, and handed the folded piece to the teacher. "There you are." he said with a smile.
"Alright then.....now what kind of trick is....." As the teacher looked up from the blank sheet of paper, Jon had already made a run for it down the halls. He could hear the teacher taking off, and not wanting to be caught, he had to think fast. He turned the corner once more, trying to find a place to hide, any place to hide. He opened a random door and slammed it behind him, listening till the teacher ran past his position. As he turned around, he noticed that the class seemed to be staring at him. He looked to the board, to see that this was The History of Keyblading class.
"Umm, sorry about that. Didn't..uh...want to be late....." He quickly sat down, pulling out a piece of paper. Though not fond of the fact he'd have to sit through a class he didn't want to be in, it was better than getting caught by that coffee loving teach. "Anyone have a pencil I could borrow?"