<div align="center">Peter Simon<br/><br/>The Geek</div><br/>Peter adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose.<br/><br/>College was...overwhelming. It was certainly not highschool, that was for sure. There were just so many people everywhere, doing whatever they wanted, not a parent in sight. While he was used to such freedoms back home, there was still the knowledge that his parents were in the same house, that their would always be a home cooked meal on the table, or food for him to freely take whenever he wanted. College wasn't quite that way. He had a meal plan and all, but anything extra had to come out of his own  pockets. That wasn't an issue though. It took some getting used to. But it meant eating in the Dining Hall, with hundreds of other students, the constant din of hundreds of people talking filling his ears.<br/><br/>He was dressed as he always dressed - smartly. A nice collared polo shirt and a clean pair of jeans - not the ones with designer labels or that fake worn look (or even holes! He didn't understand why people paid for jeans that already had holes in them!) - and some converse shoes. And his black glasses, of course. He never went anywhere with out them. They helped him see details and read - and he did a lot of reading. Grabbing a tray, he ended up getting a slice of pizza, some fries, and a soda. But then came the hard part - where to sit?<br/><br/>There wasn't a solitary table so he ended up sitting at a large table where two other girls were already sitting - both thumbing through books and generally not talking. He figured that they were the best bet at avoiding conversation and any sort of awkwardness. He set his tray down at the end of the table and sheepishly sat down, sipping from his soda before taking a bite out of his pizza.<br/><br/>Location::. Dining hall || Talking To::. Nobody || Feeling::. Good || Wearing::. Collared shirt and Jeans