Finns POV

The bell rang signaling the three minute warning until classes started. Finn hugged the wall as a stampede of both freshman and upper class-man scattered dangerously fast to get to first period. When the thundering died down he took a deep breath and held up his class sheet.

"Okay lets see what my first period class is going to be" he mumbled to himself rather excitedly. He momentary glanced the paper up and down before finding his first class in room 203. "Seriously!?" He groaned disappointed. "It just had to be Math class first thing in the morning.."

A second bell rings over head, this time signaling students that they should all be in their respected rooms by now. Finns eyes grow wide realizing this and he quickly scoops up his backpack from the ground next to him. He sets off running down the main hall and veers a right.

Four doors lay In front of him, two on either side of the hallway and a set of stairs leading upwards finished off the ending of the hall. He checks the signs carefully on the outside of each doorway.. 100, 101, 102, 103... "okay well this is obviously way off" he crosses his arms now significantly late for class. "Well if this is the first floor and it's in the 100's then it would only make sense that the second floor would be the 200's!" He logically concludes out loud. He pumps his fist feeling confident, the worry of being scolded for his tardiness vanishing all together, and makes his ascent up the stairs.

Huffing he finally reaches the top, sweat was now beading on his forehead and his leg felt wobbly. "I should seriously start exercising more" he takes a moment to catch his breath.

The upper hallway stretched out further than its lower partner. Seven doors now stretched out in front of him. He checks the first one on his right; 207. "Alright, to the end of the hall I go!" He clutches the straps of his backpack and makes a dash down the hallway. 206, 205, 204,.. so focused on getting to class he reaches for the door handle of room 203 at last just as another hand extends itself in front of his. They both take a step back and examine each other.

"Did you get lost too?" Finn asks the young man that now stood in front of him.

"Ah no, but that's is an excellent excuse, so thank you for that! I was actually helping out a friend find her classroom" he scratches the back of his head awkwardly. "Unfortunately It was all the way across the other side of the building, so... you can fill in the rest" he grins.

"Wow!, that's actually super nice, you guys must be pretty close then" Finn replies impressed.

"Nope, just met today!"

Finn looks at him with a curious smile. "She must be really pretty then!"

The boys smile grows wider "Well..."

He's interrupted from his sentence as the classroom door swings open. "Well, what have we here?" A tall middle aged woman stands cross armed eyeing the boys suspiciously. "You must be Finn and Poe. How do I know that?" She asks scoldingly. "The only two students of mine who failed to show up on time" she stands to the right of the door and extends her hand issuing them inside. "Come on" her voice relaxes.

"Sorry..." they both mumble simultaneously as they enter the classroom. Everyone was now staring at them with both annoyance and envy.

Poe politely takes a bow, his grin showing off his nonchalant and charismatic attitude, while Finn awkwardly stands next to him, his hands neatly held in front of him.

The teacher makes her way to the front of the classroom, before addressing them further. "Take a seat boys" she calls back to them her finger sternly pointing to two seats in the back right corner.

They both glance at each other and shrug before finding their seats and pulling out their math text book.

"There's nothing worse than math first thing in the morning" Poe whispers over to Finn.

Revisiting the urge to throw his hands up in agreement Finn turns to him wide eyed. "That's exactly what I said this morning!"

Poe grins at him biting the bottom of his lip slightly, thinking.

"What?" Finn asks.

"I think we're going to be great friends" Poe extends his hand in the form of a handshake. "The names Poe, to properly introduce myself"

A big smile growing on his face Finn slaps his hand into Poe's and shakes it firmly. "Finn" he replies.

"BOYS!, are you listening!?" The teacher calls back sternly.

They both quickly straighten themselves, and face forward in attention.

Out of the corner of his eye Finn notices Poe giving him a thumbs up and he returns the gesture happily.

They spent the next 40minutes halfway paying attention, while whisper quietly amongst each other until the bell rang dismissing them for the next class. They waited patiently as the other students piled out the door way and into the hall before getting up to leave.

"So what's your next class?" Poe asks.

"Looks like English in room 106, I'm guessing that's right downstairs, I hope." Finn replies warily.

"Huh, I've got science next room 2006. That's right on this floor, lucky me! Say what period is your lunch?" He checks his own class sheet as he asks "mines 3rd period"

"3rd period, man!, I guess I'll see you then!" He holds up fist.

Poe bumps his fist against Finns happily. "Alright!, see ya then buddy!" He calls out as he turns to his next class.

Finn smiled as he himself headed down the stairs toward his next destination. He felt a bit more confident knowing he had made a friend. He eagerly entered the next classroom filled with hope. He was the first to enter and he took a seat right in the middle of the class. An English text book sat in front of him and he curiously picked it up shoving his nose into it. He flipped through a few pages before coming bored, placing it back down he noticed that the tables where starting to be filled out with students. They all paired off with what seemed to be with friends, and suddenly Finns anxiety was raising.

The class was almost filled now and no one had sat next to him yet. Part of him felt excited, maybe no one would sit next to him and he would have the desk entirely to himself. While the other half of him was beginning to feel self conscious that no one seemed interested in sitting next to him.

Now the seat next to him was the only one left, as he looked around the full classroom. He sighed and put his head in his arms against the table. Seconds later he heard the teeth grinding noise of the chair next to him being dragged against the floor. He peeks his head up slightly to see who had forcefully been stuck with him, clearly they didn't have any other choice.

He watched a young girl with light brown hair slowly take a seat and pull herself in. Her face was lightly scattered with a splatter of freckles on her cheeks and across her nose. Her hair was oddly pulled back into three separate pony tails that hung loosely on the back of her head with only a few wisps of hair tickling her face.

Finn sat up straight, taken back by her beauty his cheeks flushed a light pink. He folded his hands neatly on the top the desk trying to look studious. She had yet to say a word to him as she fumbled with her backpack pulling out a note book and a pencil.

"Darn it" he heard her mumble under her breath as she examined the pencil she had just taken from her bag. He noticed the tip off it had snapped off leaving and empty hole where it once held lead. He watched her nervously glance around the room, for what he could only assume would be for a sharpener. Unintentionally he found himself doing the same thing, and yet there was none.

Taking a deep breath he reaches down into his bag and searches vigorously. A smile escapes on his face as he pulls out a single bald point blue pen. "Yes" he whispers under his breath. He sits himself upright again, he can now see her facial expression was that of someone who had been defeated. Without a word he slides the pen across the table in front of her and withdraws his hand. He watches from the corner of his eye as she reaches for the pen and accepts it a light smile cracking on her face.

She leans over to him and quietly whispers "thank you" before uncapping the pen. The front of her note book had three columns on it for writing. The first line had a prewritten line "this note book belongs to". Finn watches the blue ink flow from the pen as she neatly writes on the column below.

"Rey,..." without thinking he speaks out loud. She turns her head to him questioningly. "Uh,.. Rey, that's a pretty name" he saves.

"Oh,.. uh thank you" she responds to him politely . An awkward silence then stretched out between them as the second bell finally rings. The teacher walks to the front of the classroom and writes his name on the chalkboard, getting ready for the class. Eventually she glances back towards Finn "What's your name?" She whispers.

"Finn" he smiles at her.

His smile was contagious and she sheepishly smiles back at him. "Nice to meet you" she quickly says before turning her attention to the front as the teacher now addresses them to be quiet.

Finn took in a deep breath feeling satisfied. Today had started out shaky for him, but now he made a friend and hopefully another. He had a good feeling stirring in his heart as he thought to himself "this just might be a good year after all".