Entering the class, I notice the other students rushing to take their seats while I look around aimlessly.

"Come, sit here," Nancy gestures to the seat next to hers.

"Oh, you're also in this class," I smile. I am secretly relieved.

"Yes, it appears so," Nancy giggles.

Our professor announces, "Okay, now that you all have taken your seats, let me start by introducing myself."

Introductions, same old, scary introductions. One of the many things I hate.

"I am Miss Honey and I will be your professor for both Language and Science. It is with great pleasure that I welcome each and every one of you to my class......Okay, I will take introductions now. It doesn't have to be in any specific order, so who wants to go first?"

The introductions go pretty quickly. If I  should judge people by first impression,  then most of my college mates seem nice, except for a few of the girls, notably the one called Anne. She seems extremely arrogant and egocentric. I am so busy making assumptions about my peers; I didn't notice Miss Honey speaking to me. 

"Dear, you're the only one left, so come up here and introduce yourself." says Miss Honey.

I get up slowly and with shaky hands and wobbly feet, I begin my journey towards the center of the class. The entire class is glaring at me, and so I start to sweat profusely. I am now a nervous wreck.

"Hi, I'm Elsa, I like um...." suddenly I cannot recall my likes or even what I want to say. My mind has gone completely blank and there is a sudden urge in me to run. 

"Washroom....ummm may I please use the washroom?" I manage to say with great difficulty.

"Sure dear," Miss Honey says with concern lacing her face.

I leave the class as quickly as I can, trying my best not to run out of there, like the terrified girl I am. A cool, relaxing breeze caresses my face the moment as I get outdoors. I instantly relax. Thank God, I escaped.

I enter the bathroom and turn on the faucet. I wash my face with cold water in hopes it will help to calm me down. I need to get back to class and give my introduction; I ponder to myself. I have been in here too long and I certainly cannot stay here forever, though I wish I can.

Trying to find my way back is quite difficult. I keep getting lost as I weave through puzzle corridors. Which route should I take? Why haven't I found my class yet? Panic is now consuming me.

Five more minutes of searching corridors and I finally see my class. I let out a sigh of relief, then I enter with my head hanging low, thinking up an excuse I can give to avoid my introduction.

"Yes," says a stern voice. How did Miss Honey's voice change suddenly?

I look up to see an old professor, sporting a huge set of spectacles. She has a copy of Romeo and Juliet in her hands  and she is staring at me with amusement in her eyes. Then it hit me. I am in the wrong class! How can  possibly be so silly? Oh! My God!

"I lost my way....."I  bite my lip.

" Where should you be?" asks the teacher.

"I should be in Professor Honey's Language class." I say with embarrassment. 

"Her class, is on the other end of the corridor," the Professor informs me.

"Oh..." I felt my cheeks heat up, "Thank you!"

I quickly leave the class, my cheeks are flaming. If getting stuck while introducing myself was not bad enough, embarrassing myself in front  of the entire classroom definitely takes the prize.

Finally, I reach MY classroom. Miss Honey is now talking about the syllabus.

"That took long enough," she says raising her eyebrow as she notices me.