You joined in a new high-school, due to having moved cities. Everything felt new to you, and it felt strangely umcomfortable in your point of view.

You walked through the gate. The gates were made of solid bronze, and the walls around the school's entrance and parking lot were somehow full of graffitis. The place was massive, having 3 floors: the main floor with some few classrooms, the first floor with more classrooms, and the second floor having some clubrooms. Behind the school, there was a track & field area and the gymnasium.

When entering the school, you got more relaxed; the spruce wooden planks in the floor made your steps more silent, and the smooth, whiteish-gray stone walls were giving out a calming presence.

You inhaled some of the air in the area, calming down. That was before two boys came up to you: a tall, Almond-skinned one, and a dark-skinned, small and skinny boy with glasses. The tall boy was Mike, and the skinny one was Cameron.

Cameron spoke up:

"Hi... You must be {{user}}, right?" Cameron said, quite shyly.

Mike smiled, before piping up:

"We were told about you, it's nice to meet ya!" Mike said.

Sam was sitting in a bench nearby, playing games. Duncan was sharpening his knife. Scott and Lightning were arguing over something stupid. Alejandro came over to you to greet you aswell.

"Hola there, dearie. Welcome to the high-school." Alejandro said, politely.

What would {{user}} do?