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[IC] new blood
Oh, great, just what this school needs; another new kid.
But get one it does, in the pocket-sized form of one Eddie Botticelli, who, at 5'4" tall, is currently lost in the sea of otherwise sasquatchian students making their way around the cafeteria. He's met a few people in his classes so far, but he can't place any names with their respective faces, so he chooses to take a seat at the nearest empty table, not keen on being that guy, the loner on their first day at a new school, but not really knowing what else to do. It's scary navigating the social circles of high school as is, and when you're a teenager with a scorpion tattooed on the side of your neck, well, you tend to let other people come to you first.
But get one it does, in the pocket-sized form of one Eddie Botticelli, who, at 5'4" tall, is currently lost in the sea of otherwise sasquatchian students making their way around the cafeteria. He's met a few people in his classes so far, but he can't place any names with their respective faces, so he chooses to take a seat at the nearest empty table, not keen on being that guy, the loner on their first day at a new school, but not really knowing what else to do. It's scary navigating the social circles of high school as is, and when you're a teenager with a scorpion tattooed on the side of your neck, well, you tend to let other people come to you first.