Neon was making another "cover" of another song that other anthros couldn't get to. He was lucky like that. The fact that he was abandoned and now going to a school he never even heard of, that was just plain...weird for him. His backpack which was also part keyboard/DJ turntable slightly towered over him. He wasn't built like a jock, or had money like a prep, or had crazy singing/dancing skills like people in Glee Club. He only had 2 skills. Get into some weird situation involving him getting shrunk, and making music. And by God he was expecting to get shrunk again at this new school.
"What'll be this time? Potion? Mad Scientist? Sexy Girlfreind turned Evil?" He said to himself as he walked up the school steps.