John Margi
I was late, and I was never late. I rushed in the door shocking a poor guy.
"Welcome...," he started to say.
"My name is John Margi, and I was told to be here 15 minutes ago, but something came up," I said slamming my hands on the desk panting.
"John Margi...," he said muttering my name. He looked over a clipboard before muttering to himself.
"Well?" I asked impatiently.
"Here you are. Please go left and continue that way. Look for House 3. The other Elites are there," he told me handing me a key. I took the key and followed the path. As I was walking, I spotted a girl ahead of me.
I ran up and walked beside her. "Hi," I said. She looked at me like I was crazy before stopping at a marked House and went in leaving me standing there. Grumbling, I hurried and found my House.
