As the bus creaked as the department opened outside, Leo's eyes snapped open, only to see most of the people had already gotten off, standing up and rubbing the drool off his face; he grasped his goggles, which had fallen off and onto the floor, and slipped them onto his head, hurriedly smoothing his clothes and sighing. Taking a deep, calming breath, he tried to relax, but his anxiety crept up and he gave up, heading to the doors, he stepped down the stairs, carefully, as to not fall and make a fool in front of anybody, when he stepped onto the ground; he was taken off balance at the beauty of the house in front of him, it looked rich and fancy, nothing like Leo has ever seen, he was not poor, but he was never rich, and this house was extravagant, he could tell that. As the bus driver called to him, "Hey, kid with the goggles, come here, everyone's heading in" After helping Leo get his duffle bag over his shoulder and his two suitcases, both carried in his hands, they were heavy but he didn't want to reveal it as he shuffled towards the stairs, he strained his muscles getting up the stairs and through the large doors, setting them down for a moment and taking a break, he could hear low voices talking, hoping it was the right way, the young man grasped his suitcases, though they were heavy to Leo, they didn't weigh much.
Entering through the doors, there were other young adults in the room, as well as the piano he was suppose to find which made Leo let out a breath that he didn't know he had been holding in, he carried the bags with a grimace to the emptier couch and set them on the floor beside him, panting slightly as he set his duffle bag beside him on the couch. Anxiety passed through him for a brief moment as he opened the bag and pulled out his Nintendo, flipping it on, once making sure the volume was off, and starting up the game he was playing, trying not to focus on the voices beside him, two people were talking with each other and suddenly, Leo felt like he was being watched, his breathing picking up slightly as he tried to cancel it out, he doubted anyone was staring at him but the anxiety of the thought was unbearable, maybe he should have taken his goggles off? He didn't want people to think he was weird. His mother had urged him to make friends here, but he wasn't sure, he wasn't himself in person and he always messed up his chances to make friends, he frowned as he missed a really good spot in Tetris, he tried to focus more on it, but he flashed back and forth with his attention, squirming in his seat.
