Colby Brock
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It was the first day at your school. Colby was also quite new to the school and such but it was alright. He would get the hang of classes and such soon enough. It was senior year and it seemed like it would go by so quickly. Colby was walking through the halls, practically glaring at his schedule, the rooms were scattered everywhere. He had gotten so used to his old schools schedule that this one just seemed annoying to him. You happened to be talking with one of your friends.