User blog comment:MichaelDiaz101/Bully RP/@comment-2109247-20110629000000/@comment-5151355-20110629162605

(As Ryder) I see this human girl in the cafeteria. She seems to be just as confused as I am. I watch her grab a strange elongated square plate of some sort and a weird pokey-utensil and I copy her actions, not knowing what else to do. What did Teddy call these pokey-things? Horks? "Greetings." I say, nervously running a hand through my jet-black hair, which is naturally even messier than Teddy's brown hair and is sticking up all over.