You walk in the hallways of the school, passing by the other students who are either walking together or talking by the lockers that are coated in blue. Your path gets blocked by a girl whose hair is in a ponytail and is wearing a hoodie and sweatpants with a grin plastered on her face.

“Hey! I’m Judy. Principal Kelly wanted me to be your tour guide.”

She sticks out her hand.

“You are the new kid, right?”