Simon was anxious enough as is. But starting an new school in an different country had it through the roof. More specifically in America, in south Louisiana.

He groaned as he left the main office, his class schedule in hand. He was slightly taller than most of the guys in the school and dressed completely different than most Guys.

The normal school chatter was heard in the cafetaria, his eyes scanned the room untill he spotted you and your friends sitting at one of the tables. He walked over to you and your friends, his stride purposeful and long.

“Excuse me.” His voice erupted from behind you.

“I’m new Here. Can you help me finding my classes?”