I was up very early in the morning and gone before everyone else had gotten up, even before the sun had even risen. I had taken my archery bag down to the shooting range, thankfully, not that many people were around. The few that woke up early in the morning like myself were practicing with guns or bows. I set up my own range quietly, slid on a pair of noise cancelling headphones so then I wouldn't be distracted by the guns and to a lesser extent the bows firing. I began to fire each arrow into the target. A few landed right in the center, more in the rings between the edge and the bulls eye, and very few on the edge. Once I ran out of arrows, I retrieved them from the target and started all over again. I stayed in there for about an hour or two before finally leaving. I wanted to get my classes squared away. I already had a few in mind.
I met up with a counselor and talked about my options. I eventually walked out of the councilor's office with my brand new schedule. I really couldn't wait for classes to start. I had gotten Intro to Magical Studies, Intro to Soul Studies, Sparring, Biology & Applied Magic, Basic Zoology, which were the five required classes that one had to do, but I had also signed up for a Beginner's Smithing and a Beginner's Alchemy class.
I tucked my schedule into my pocket and returned to the dorm. By the time I had gotten back, it was around 7 or 8 o'clock. I set my archery bag in the corner and then grabbed one of the books from yesterday, lied back on my bed, and began reading.