Kasey glanced down the hallway, slightly confused on where she was supposed to be going exactly. She had been told to meet one of the teachers for an internship she was supposed to work for, but she had absolutely no idea where she was supposed to be in the school. Alex looked at his schedule, then the doors to the school, then back at his schedule. How was he supposed to read this? He groaned inwardly. He'd just signed up for extra classes at some high school that gave college prep classes, ones he should have taken and didn't. Of course, how was he supposed to know you had to have a Photography credit before you could be a journalist? He stepped inside, looking around the empty halls. "Oh.." he muttered as he realized he was late.