Snippet #1368919

Gordo suddenly finds himself overwhelmed just seconds after the bell rings. He becomes lost in nostalgia as he wades through the students rushing to their next class, some apparently finding enough time to stop and socialize. His heart beats fiercly but he feels oddly calm as the tide of students becomes more shallow. He closes his eyes as he slips between two taller students, not so much as uttering a thank you as they step aside to let him through.
"I have gym, next," he says to himself as his eyes gaze up and down the hall. "A nice swim... doesn't sound so bad." A passing girl looks at him funny as he talks to himself but he doesn't seem to notice. Gordo turns left and strolls down the hall as if he knows where he is going. Though he does not remember the instructor's name, Gordo is sure he is supposed to have swimming next. He tries to picture the layout of the school and reason where the best place for a gymnasium might be.

Well, he figures, if I happen to find it in time then wading in some water just might do me good. It's too stuffy in here. After a while of wandering the second floor, though Gordo begins to hope that the class does not take place in an outside pool and that he is wandering around for nothing. He sighs and at last decides to head back to his room. At least he knows where that is.