I woke up around 10 am, it was nice to finally be able to sleep in. I left my room to find Hannah and Callie in an intense argument about Supernatural. Callie was very intense about Destiel and Hannah didn't seem to sure. I poured my self a bowl of cereal and watched them from the kitchen table.

"They are perfect for each other!" Callie said intensely.
"Come on, Castiel and a man? Don't make me laugh!" Hannah responded.

"What's wrong about that?"
"Castiel doesn't seem like the type of person to love."

"Why's that?"
"He's socially awkward."
"Tons of socially awkward people get dates."
"Yah, like who?"
"Look around this school!"
"Still, Cas would never have a boyfriend!"
"Why not? Are you homophobic?"
"Homophobic?" She said sounding offended before laughing "Callie, I'm gay!"

Callie seemed shocked then looked at me and back to Hannah.

"Well that's chill..." Callie said trying to act calm.
"Oh god, that's a funny one." Hannah said as she opened the door and exited.
Callie then immediately ran over to me. "Did you know?" She asked getting her nose very close to my eyeball. "I have been here less than 24 hours, I don't know anything!" I responded while getting up to wash my cereal boat in the sink. We re-watched the season 3 finale of Sherlock. Hannah came in just as we were watching a sad Sherlock in a plane. She handed us each color copy map of what I believed to be the school campus. The school was enormous. "P.S. guys at 11:58 exactly an announcement is gonna come on to get dressed and leave for the theaters, so get dressed and leave before 11:55." Hannah said before walking off to her room and yelling loudly in a laughing voice "homophobic! That's hilarious". Callie's face turned really red after the statement. I set an alarm on my phone for 11:50 to get changed, Callie did the same. We then put on some vintage Doctor Who and Callie made microwave popcorn. The popcorn was very buttery, but very good. The Second Doctor was playing his recorder as I bit into a disgusting kernel that I let spit out and washed my mouth out with sink water. When my alarm went off at 11:50 I raced to my bedroom and quickly pulled off my top and buttoned up my crisp white shirt. I then threw off the baggy pajama pants and put on black pants. My shoes were kind of tight around the edges of my foot but I would just suck it up. On my way out I grabbed my map and acceptance letter. Callie and I left the dorm at 11:56 exactly and took the lift downstairs to a barely populated lobby. Thank god Hannah had told us this or I probably would of had a panic attack being so close to so many people. We walked out the door towards what my map said was the theater. My tie was choking me, I had put it on way too tight. When we got to the theater some 8th years were scrambling around yelling directions.
"Should we wait outside till they get their shit together?" Callie asked.
"Nah, let's go inside." I said.
We walked inside a a very handsome 8th year stopped us. He was tall, like, at least 5'11 and had a sandy blonde Castiel cut.
"You guys are early. The announcement hasn't even come on yet".
"Yeah, we have a 4th year in our room. She's 'watching the halls." Callie responded posing like she had to shit which the pose I think she considered it "sexy".
"Um okay just uh go into theater one and Please stop that!" he said looking very uncomfortable. Callie waved at him and made what she called "flirty eyes" and I dragged her into Theater One while she recited her phone number in morse code. I pulled her into the back of the theater.
"Hey what was that for I was so close." she said defensively.
"So close to what?" I asked.
"Getting a boyfriend."
"Callie, let me make a list for you A. Your eyes looked like they were popping out of your head with your 'flirty eyes' B. He's 17 or 18 C. You recited your phone number in morse code."

"I do not see the problem."

We then sat in silence for about 10 minutes before hundreds of children began filing in. They accept 500 kids a year and it didn't seem like this theater could fit them all. Then my worst nightmare came true and a person sat next to me. He was short, had sandy blonde hair, and I had no idea what to do so I just extended my hand.
"Ryan Anderson." I said as he shook my hand.
"Jason Fornerofth." he said smiling.
"How old are-"
I was cut off by a tall man with short black hair that made a triangle at the top who was by the screen. "How is everyone today?" He asked. There was assorted whoops and cheers. "I'm Mr. Mitendeger and I'm the Head of Student Relations. Now I have some 8th year Student volenteers passing out your orientation packets. On 8th year handed me a stack of thick Manila folders. I took one and passed it to Jason. Inside was a large blue, red, and grey packet. "Open your packets when you get them to page 4. That page is the rules". For the rest of orientation the man explained rules, food, parties, and sports. Tryouts for sports were on the 16th. Quidditch tryouts were on the 30th though after our first year flight classes. The 8th years before we left also gave us drawstring bags with "THE FANDOM ACADEMY" printed on them in red letters. I put my packet into my bag and followed the moving people who were leaving the theater. We were led outside onto a gray pathway, it was very smooth. An 8th year took our row of people and led us down the path. I was standing next to Jason. We walked to another building identical to the theater we were just in.
"You were just in Theater 1 and this is Theater 2. In the theaters we show movies and TV shows" she said. Next she led us down a path in-between Theater 1 and 2 and pointed to a 3 story department store looking building.
"This is the School store. You can buy books, DVDs, food, and school supplies here. Anything you buy will be put on your Student ID card and at the end of the year your parents pay it." She then spun around. "Across from here we have the student center where you can find out about clubs and other student activities". We walked past and turned down a path to a large grey building with like 4 stories it had a few big windows on the front. "That is the library where we have 4 floors of books and tv show seasons. If there are books they don't have that you want tell the librarian and they will order them". The tour continued for hours until we ended up outside the dorms. We all had bags of food from the student store. "Okay you have free time until 6:15. At 6:15 you have to be in the courtyard. It's dinner". She turned on her heels and walked right into the female dorm. I separated from Jason and walked with Callie into the female dorms. Luckily I was 3rd in line if a random line at the front desk. All the rock salt I got from the store was getting heavy in my pack as I waited. When it was my turn, a woman who had her eyes glued to a computer screen turned to me.

"Name?"
"Uh... Ryan um... Anderson."
"Year?"
"First."
"In the Harry Potter Fandom?"
"Yes."
"Hunger Games."
"Yes."
"Percy Jackson?"
"Yes."
"Divergent?"
"No."
"John Green?"
"Yes."
"My Little Pony?"
"Yes."
"Doctor Who?"
"Yes."
"Sherlock?"
"Yes."
"Supernatural?"
"Yes."
"Nicktoons?"
"Yes."
"First Person Shooter Games?"
"Yes."
"Adventure/RPG/Sandbox Games"
"Yes."
"Pokémon?"
"Yes."
"Anime?"
"Yes."
She finished typing and clicked a button. Handing me a piece of paper. "Report to the student center after dinner ."

"Oh fuck, oh fucking shit." I thought. "I'm probably in so much fucking trouble. My heart was racing and I felt like the room couldn't get any hotter. Based on my symptoms I was having a panic attack (I deduced that much). Callie walked up to me and asked "Do you have to go to the student center too?" nervously. I nodded and we walked up the stairs together as she attempted to calm me down. I sat down on our single chair with Hannah and Callie and we watched some vintage Doctor Who after I salted my window. We were watching the 3rd Doctor, one of my favorites. At 6:15 we all left for dinner.

-

I tapped my foot nervously next to Callie in a hard plastic chair of the student center. That Jason kid was there looking very, very, very nervous. A man I hadn't seen at orientation came out of a door and handed us all Manila packets. As we were walking out I opened up the packet and pulled out my schedule, a time turner, and instructions. This school just keeps getting better and better.