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[b][u]Time[/u][/b] Near the end of lunch period
[b][u]Locationa[/u][/b] En-route to Cafeteria 
[b][u]Interacting With[/u][/b] Jocelyn Thompson [@Dirty Pretty Lies]
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Still nothing back from Sierra. What was up with her? Surely she wasn’t away from her phone, right? Surely she was waiting, so surely she could have gotten back to him already. What was up? Alexandros wasn’t worried, but he felt like he needed to at least try to explain to her. There was a lot about what Viola told her—which wasn’t her place to say in the first place—that Sierra didn’t know. She didn’t know about the bad week, what may or may not have happened to Bianca Salazar, and pretty much everything in-between.

Walking towards the cafeteria, he heard the warning bell. [color=dodgerblue][b]“Already?”[/b][/color] Alexandros sighed. Apparently he wasn’t going to get to eat lunch today. Maybe it wasn’t even worth going to class today. Alexandros wasn’t in the mood to sit through another couple of classes with the boring teachers talking about something that he could look up on his phone. [color=dodgerblue][b]“Yeah, not in the mood,”[/b][/color] he decided, changing course towards the parking lot. Alexandros didn’t need to be at school anyway.

Just as he was about to take a right that would be a straight and narrow path to the parking lot, some girl approached him. Alexandros looked at her. [color=dodgerblue][I]Does she know who I am?[/I][/color] She obviously didn’t. No one who was familiar with Alexandros’ reputation would willingly approach him, much less ask him where the Advanced English classroom was. He sighed again, but his eyes fell on the girl. She was kind of cute—well, if you like that innocent kind of look. 

[color=dodgerblue][b]“New here, huh?”[/b][/color] Alexandros said, stating the obvious. It wasn’t subtle that she wasn’t from around here, or even if she was, it definitely was her first day. No one who roams the halls of Beverly Hills High was [I]that[/I] innocent, well, unless you were Analise Arnette. That girl, despite going here for as long as Alexandros has been, never lost her innocence. [color=dodgerblue][b]“I’ll just show you where it is, since it’s on my way.”[/b][/color] Alexandros said, surprisingly not only talking to a girl that obviously wasn’t of at least upper-middle class, but willingly showing her around. Wasn’t that Analise’s job? God, Alexandros definitely was going through some kind of change, that’s for sure.

While he led her down the hall, taking a right, Alexandros occasionally glanced at her.[color=dodgerblue][b] “So, do you have a name?”[/b][/color] Alexandros asked her.