Saved by the bell… or sustenance, the food came, my pizza was cheese (I was beginning to worry that they would ask me what type of pizza I'd like instead of making the pizza, cheese must be the defacto topping), and there was not a speck of parsley on my spaghetti. "Wow." I said impressed, cheese pizza when I accidentally forgot to specify, no parsley when I specifically forgot to specify, this place was scoring more points than could be counted.

They all stared at me with bated breath as I picked up the pizza, took a bite and chewed, no lie, how it tasted put the pizza place back home to shame, the smile on my face must have relieved them because sighs of relief could be heard.

"Looks like you are liking what you're eating." Lance said, earning a nod from me which in turn earned me a chuckle from Silas.

Awkward silence followed for a solid minute for no justifiable reason, along with meaningless banter.

…

As soon as we finished our food, we hoofed it to the frozen yogurt shop and honestly, I've seen Irish cartoons that are less artsy than this FroYo parlor's interior, an Avril Lavigne song was playing on the ceiling's speakers.

It was and wasn't busy, there were people getting something to eat here, but not a lot, some were sitting down to talk or study and others were getting it to go.

"Ooh, that answers my most important question." I said to myself in response to a poster that caught my eye, one that outlined the ingredients that goes into the yogurt they serve, thankfully probiotics was one of them.

After getting a red cup out of the stack next to the frozen yogurt dispenser, I found the vanilla yogurt, fancy French vanilla to be exact, back home, there was this one frozen yogurt parlor that rotated in a new variant of vanilla, pretty amusing really, even if every variant tasted the same or similar.

My eyes caught everyone else sitting on the black leather/pleather (I'm not sure which) couches before passing them by to pay at the cash register, I put my Soft serve bounty on the scale and handed the male bodybuilding Rapunzel wannabe working said cash register my debit card.

"You're new, you with those kids?" He asked, pointing to the lounge, the sound of plastic scraping against the insert as it was… Well being inserted into the payment machine slot thing, indicating to me that the "deposit" was in the process of being received.

I looked at them laughing. "Yeah, jury is still out on whether they're with me." Was my answer and I voiced it in a sulking tone. "They seem to hope for it." The cashier gave me back my card, once my card was back in my hands, I'd stuffed it back into my billfold, stuffed my billfold back into my bag and grabbed my frozen yogurt and a spoon out of the spoon dispenser.

When I approached the couches, everyone was just talking about their day, I carefully sat down next to Silas due to it being the only free spot among the furniture and ate my frozen yogurt, it was delicious.

"I see you have chosen vanilla." Lance said, gesturing to my frozen treat, tilting the contents his own cup into my eyeline to most likely indicate to me that he too is a member of the "Vanilla is a Flavor too" club.

"So, you enjoying it?" Silas asked.

"It tastes really good." I nervously answered, trying to keep my heart at what medical professionals call a sinus rhythm.

"What do you think so far?" Penny asked. "Grass greener on the other side of the fence?"

"Honestly, the grass doesn't need to be greener, it just needs to still grow, green or brown and no flower is to be taken for a weed." My answer to Penny's question, yes, it didn't really seem like a proper answer, but it was still the truth.

"Grass can do that?" Penny sounded baffled, her eyes widened in surprise. "What are your parents secret?"

"Lucky, I guess." Was my answer, I voiced it glumly.

"Enough about the new girl, let's tell her about what every single one of us does." Cato suggested. "I am a robotics and computer science major."

"I'm not really a major in anything, I am just attending on an athletic scholarship, but I am with Silas in first aid class." Lance said, must be a requirement for those there on that type of scholarship.

"I plan on studying to be an Entomologist next year." The first sentence I've heard Caius say without sounding a little bit like a drunk, give the dude a prize you ableists.

"I plan to major in gemology and/or botany." Penny interjected.

"I'm studying to become a therapist." Silas said.