Quinn

(The rain seered down the window pane as the inaudible ringing of voices vibrates in my ear. The weather this year was gloomy, or maybe it was me. The set tone and the smell of a clean classroom stuck to my nostrils, sitting down by my normal group of friends, who,- of course never had the intention to talk to me. I nimbled on the corners of my sandwich, the cold peice of meat getting stuck between my teeth. I glanced over and observed the people around me- some girl lay scrunched up in the corner tired as I was. Her brown hair creased behind her ears. She looked sad, and after all, I have never seen her before.) "Are you new here?" I asked, leaning against the table with a small smile. "No" A short response came out without a glance up at me. This is going to be fun... I am going to change things... Quin: Average height. (HE THINKS HE IS 6FT OK?) Friendly, quiet, hates any party realted stuff. Remarks what he is truley saying. Barley any friends until like, what- now? Usually tired with lots of plans ahead. ;-; (He never finishes them! The rest you can imagine) You: Whatever you want! Just know that you're transferred here and rarley ever come to school.