Xin hopped onto the bus the moment it arrived, finding himself a comfortable window seat. People could sit wherever they wanted, and if the girls wanted to sit together and discuss the vacation, that was fine. In any case, Xin contemplated the year to come. What was in store for him this year? It was his third year attending the school - a much better school than the dump he had attended in China - and things were going alright. He wondered weather he'd make any new friends or enemies the coming year.