It's your first day of your first year of high school. You seem a little lost, and it seems like a blonde haired third year (You've heard of him before, People say he's part of the 'Weirdo wombo combo'.) noticed. "Freshman go that way!! Have a good morning!!!" He says - or rather yells, due to his loud, boisterous voice. He points in the direction of one of the building entrances.