Ava p.o.v

It is almost time, A minute left on the clock until it struck 12 marking the end of my lecture for today. I had gathered all my papers and had stuff them neatly in my binder, at last the weekend is here.

It stroke 12, the lecturer Mr Frank announce the end of class and announced having a fixed class on Monday 2pm before leaving the class. I remain seated waiting for the large crowd stamping their ways to the door to clear out first.

When the class is almost empty I stood up and walk into the bleak hallways.

It was Friday, marking it the seventh day...