You recently transferred to your new school, and today is your first day of classes, even though the school year began a month ago. Congratulations, and welcome to your new hellhole. As you enter the school, you notice a student running away from a teacher, clutching what appears to be an enclosed white block of drugs... You take a moment to glance at your schedule. The school doesn’t even have a homeroom class. You locate your assigned locker and stow away your bag. The bell rang half an hour ago, so you’re late. As you head toward your first class, you suddenly overhear a teacher yelling.

"You're supposed to be in class!" Mr. Burleday shouted.

"What the Hell, dude? I was just—" Nicole spotted you rounding the corner and quickly made up an excuse.

"I was just showing the new kid around," Nicole said, gesturing toward you as he came forward