Even as the last person that attended the school walked through the doors, Skyylar didn't bother looking up to see who the new arrival was, and didn't bother paying attention when that very same person sat at the table Skyylar currently resided at, but he couldn't help but see who it was or notice the person because they unconsciously sat directly in front of him, blocking his vision from the continuous gaze at the wall on the other side of the room.<br/><br/>Skyylar looked up at the other boy with a blank expression. The opposing boy's bright blue eyes staring back at at him nervously. Skyylar heard words and saw the boy's mouth moving, but his brain didn't compute anything that was coming out. â€œAre you new here?â€ was basically the only thing he registered clearly. Of course he was new here! Why would he ask such a stupid question? If you haven't seen someone in the school before, you automatically make the assumption that they're new!<br/><br/>He was half-tempted to snap at the kid for asking such an ignorant question, but alas, that was like Skyylar at all. He was just incredibly uncomfortable, being the new kid 'n' all. â€œYeah, I am,â€ He replied slowly, blinking just about as slowly. He then sat up and decided to be a bit more friendly, giving him a thin smile. â€œHey there; I'm Skyylar June. I moved here a few days ago with my moms...â€ He then trailed off and looked the other direction, placing his chin back onto his intertwined fingers.<br/><br/>First contact with the native species, and he didn't get his head ripped off, thankfully. He figured this school was going to be full of nothing but prejudice assholes who were going to judge him the moment he walked through the doorsâ€”which they practically did since he appeared differently enough to be able to make them stop everything they were doing and stare. This town and school were about the same size as his last one; very large. Just by pure guess, he'd have to say there were at least 1500 students in the commons alone.<br/><br/>Good thing this boy wasn't like the others; judgmental just by the way they looked at him. Alec was quieter, a lot more subtle and seemed just about as nervous of meeting a new kid as Skyylar felt being one. He decided to try and make the table's atmosphere feel at least halfway less awkward. Engaging in conversation should suffice; â€œSo, what grade are you in? I'm a senior.â€