#3 - What the Hell does that mean?

As I looked upon the new biggest infatuation in my life, the bell rang for next class. Fourty-five minutes a day staring at him would not be enough. I whispered to Felicia as we left for his name. 

"Nathan." She gave me an odd look. I don't blame her. 

I looked down at my schedule. I had "advisory" next. What the hell does that mean? 

The class was the same as my history class. I went into the room and just sat down. Everyone kind of gave me a funny look, but Felicia, Michael and Matthew were all in there. Including a pretty cute ultra white guy, who, when I sat down, introduced himself as David.

Someone took out a pack of cards, and we all started playing War. Well, three of us anyway. 

Everyone kind of sat around and stared at each other for twenty minutes. Which was the definition of advisory apparently, because that's all we did. Some sort of homeroom type class. 

Then it was off to lunch, my scariest class of the day.