solicitude
I'm the king of trash.
Cole smiled. "Nice to meet you as well." Kevin hopped on Cole's back. "Westward! My noble steed!" Cole flinched a little. He should have expected Kevin to be like this though. He was just as crazy via text anyways. It was a little funny anyways. He chuckled a little bit. Cole wasn't really much of a sour apple. He knew how to get along with people after all. He just liked things to be organized and done correctly. He could loosen up a little bit though sometimes if it came to it. He was just glad he was not alone in this rather large school of people he barely knew. He considered himself lucky. Kevin looked at Cole. "Seriously dude let's go to art. Take me there I'm too lazy to walk." Cole rolled his eyes at Kevin and sat him down anyway. Cole wasn't going to make his first impression on seeming a little gay. Cole and Kevin walked to art. Kevin wiggled his eyebrows at passing chicks.