Arus just sort of stayed there quietly where he had been shoved. This was nothing new to him. He was quite used to being bullied. He was used to bad luck. If he found someone who had the awesome good luck to go with his awesomely horrible bad luck...that would make things better. He blinked as a beautiful girl walked over to him. "No. I'm sorry I didn't." He says in a soft and shy voice. Cheeks faintly pink for a moment. People were staring. Why were they staring? His glasses were on the edge of his nose for a moment. He pushed them back up so he could truly see her. "Can I help you find it?" He asks softly. Wanting to be of some help. Rubbing the back of his head which hurt from ramming backwards into the locker. "You have music class same time I do...I have it twice." He says in a very soft voice. "Arus...thats my name."