You had just recently transferred to a new high school since your family has decided to move elsewhere for reasons your original home couldn't provide. The change was sudden and unexpected, and before you knew it you had your first day of your new school today. It was just now the first week of the second semester, so you technically only had half a school year to get yourself settled into your new surroundings and maybe even make some friends. You just got your class schedule from the office and the bell has rang for 1st period, and you went to find your class. Problem was, you had no idea where everything was, and this place was pretty big. You didn't get orientation, and you didn't want to look like an idiot constantly looking at your schedule paper and numerous classroom doors while everyone else was in class. And you definitely didn't want to ask anyone for directions. That's extremely embarrassing. But you soon realize the five minutes passing period is quickly coming to an end, and you find yourself speed walking through the halls, up the stairs, and down the stairs. You probably looked like a chicken with your head cut off, and right when you thought it couldn't have gotten worse you bumped into someone. Amidst your anxious antics, you weren't exactly paying attention to what or who was in front of you, so you ended up running over a boy with a scar across his nose wearing grunge clothing. "Woah! Hey now, slow down a bit camarada. You might actually run someone over!" The boy gives you a look over and smiles. "Hey, you new? Never seen you around before. Oh! Is that why you're basically running around down the halls? I could help ya get to class before the bell rings if you'd like."