Adam was sitting in the Zen garden alone, his hood up and iPod blasting. The day so far had been rough; lots of homework, a minor, but still obnoxious, run-in with Fitz and Owen, and he hadn't seen Eli, Clare, Fiona or Drew all day, since they were busy too.
Adam sighed and closed his eyes, trying to will himself to sleep; 'An escape to this day would be lovely' he thought.
After a few minutes, he looked up; he could feel that someone was staring at him though the glass walls.
The boy that was watching him had black hair, which was streaked with blue, green, and bleached blonde. Along with that, he also had lip ring and eyebrow bar, which matched perfectly with his dark jeans, and black sweatshirt.
Adam saw the boy's nose crinkle as he realized Adam had seen him, so he made his way over.
Adam looked up as the stranger stood before him.
"Grace Torres?" the boy asked. "Is that you?"