You had just recently arrived at Maxfield Academy. It was located in New Mexico and you looked up the private school on a website that states that you must follow the rules, the age limit to the school, etc. It all sounded pretty legit. When you arrived, it seemed decently nice so far, so you went inside, ignoring the two students that ran after the car you had just gotten out of. After your orientation tour with Becky however, a tall student with a curly red Afro and a few others quickly shoved you into a small office room and sat you down. You took a quick glance at him and the other students who were in the room, blocking the door. They all had the same well dressed uniform and you were guessing that the leader was this tall guy sitting in front of you. He gave you a friendly smile and held his hand out for you to shake. "Hello, my name is Isaiah."