Zivon kept at his place, he felt like couldn’t move from his chair. There were a lot of people and that made him really nervous. He couldn’t stop looking on the floor. Hearing the speech of vice principal made him calm down, a place where maybe he could belong. The student council president gave his own speech but really it seemed like the only thing he talked about was a party at nine. After that the other students started to go somewhere else as for him he sat still on his chair. He sat there for quite a while, with no idea what to do; he stooped looking on the floor and looked around his area. He wanted to make friends but he couldn’t just walk up to a person and say “Hi! Would you like to be my friend?” that’s a bit too much for him.

‘Okay Zivon, what to do…I could go and try to make friends or maybe explore a little’ Lost in thought he sat there then a something that wanted pop up in his mind. ‘Ice cream…I want ice cream.’ He wanted ice cream, he didn’t matter what kind, chocolate fudge bar, rainbow colored popsicles, sea salt ice cream, vanilla…he licked his lips with that thought and stood up. He didn't care if it was morning he needed to find the cafeteria for ice cream; it will make his day so much better. He stood up and stretched his arms, rather making friends he decided to find some ice cream. As his main focus was about ice cream one thing he didn't overlook nor care was forgotten...where is the cafeteria?