Dreams Chapter one
The sun shone on the city of New York as Ryan Atwood walked out his hostel on his way to School. He had been in living in the hostel since his coming to New York when he got in the highest classed performing arts schools on the east coast nearly a year ago. He passed many of the sites that dominated the city and nearly got knocked down by about 2 taxis. He finally reached the front door of his performing school, opened the door and walked in to a large hallway and found his way up to a large stairway that was packed with students with scripts and 7" records waiting in a queue, another audition day he thought and sighed.
He reached the top of the large staircase and turned right to a number of medium classrooms and opened second door and walked in, at the desks sat a load of students talking, reading books or lots of pieces of paper, they turned their heads as Ryan walked in the door and then within a spilt second were talking again, he took his normal seat at the back of the class and waited for the teacher to start there home group session.
After a few minutes a teacher came in the door carrying what seemed to be a large pile of paper, the teacher but these on the small wooden desk at the front of the classroom, straighten there jacket and sat down, sorted the pile of paper and reached into the pocket of the jacket and got out a pear of rounded spectacles and put them on before addressing the class.
"Good morning everybody, right I will take the register and then you can get to your classes, okay listen for your name and say yes Miss if your are present". At that moment the classroom door opened and a brunette came in the middle of a conservation with a person in the hall, turned round the teacher looked at here with the semi angry. After about 30 seconds of silence and the whole class looking at her, she finally said the most important 3 words
"Sorry I'm late"
"Go and sit down, now I can start"
She looked down at the paper and took a pen from another pocket in the jacket and then said with a clear voice
"Ryan Atwood"
"Yes Miss"
The registration session took along time and when it had finally finished they all left the room and went there separate ways to there different classes and Ryan climbed up another set of stairs to a small classroom, where kids were sitting on tables, talking about the amount of parties and college girls they had pulled the previous night. Ryan spend most of his nights in the hostel or working at the Diner a few blocks from the hostel, serving coffee and meatloaf to the hungry customers, it was a dead end job, but he needed to the money to pay the fees for school otherwise he would be kicked out, and he did not fancy that a lot.
Ryan took his normal seat by the window of the classroom and looked out of the window on the busy streets of the city, and took another sigh as the teacher walked into the room, her dark curly hair bouncing on her shoulders. She sat down on the chair that was by a small desk at the front of the classroom, then after a pause of 1 minute everybody stopped talking and turned to face her and sat down on the chairs and looked interested as she began to speak
"Right, welcome class, today we are working on character building so I want you to go into pairs and start generating ideas about the characters you thought of last session"
Then the teacher finished speaking and opened a folder full of paper work and got out a pen and started to go through the paper work whilst the rest of the class got into pairs to start the work that the teacher had just set.
Ryan was always the one left to work by himself, but today it was going to change over in the corner he noticed a lonely dirty blonde haired girl, twiddling a pencil and looking down at piece of paper, he decided to go over to her and see if she wanted to work together. He took small steps over from his window seat to her seat then bent down to get to her eye level then, waited for her to turn around or even notice than he was bending down there, after what seemed forever, she finally too notice of what Ryan was doing and said
"You scared me, you partner less"
"Yes" Ryan said a little nervous
"I will work with you and grab a seat; you bending down is freaking me out"
Ryan grabbed a chair and sat down and got a piece of paper out of his leather jacket, which contained a few scribbles of characters, and put it on the small desk that the girl was at
"This is your characters then?"
"Yeah, what do you think?"
"If I could read you're writing" she joked laughing
Ryan smiled
She studied the paper and started to write some notes on the a piece of paper, then looked at Ryan and smiled
"Good ideas, I think that you need to improve on Rita's past, a part from that they are pretty good"
"Thanks" Ryan said with a week smile
"Can I see yours if I may"
She handed over the piece of paper that she was writing on earlier and he looked at them, they seemed to be perfect characters, nothing wrong with them, perfect just like her, be the time he had looked at her characters the teacher had stood up from where the desk was and was standing at the front of the class and then she said
"Class hope your character building exercise has gone well, next week we start to write your characters in your own plays, okay its lunch break, you have your speech class next"
Ryan stood up from his chair and gave the piece of paper back to the girl and said
"Great characters, by the way"
She smiled and Ryan picked up his small bag and left the classroom, to the lunch hall.