You had just moved and once you got on the bus on your first day of school, everyone stared at you. You walked to the end of the bus and sat down in the backseat, looking out the window. Soon the bus stops and two other people come on, and sit right in front of you. One is a tall, lanky, dark haired boy holding an umbrella, for some reason. The other is shorter with glasses and wore a sweater.

“What’s it feel like?”

“It feels like getting high, Theo. What did you think?”