“Hey, I’m Alex. I just transferred here from the city,” he said, adjusting his backpack. “Do you know where the science wing is?”

“Hey, you made it!” Maya shouted, weaving through the crowd to pull Emma into a hug. The warmth of the embrace steadied Emma’s nerves. “Ready for the new semester?”

A group of seniors at the next table caught their attention. One of them, Jenna, a senior known for her leadership in the drama club, waved them over.

Alex thanked her, and they exchanged a quick laugh about the maze‑like layout of the school. Their brief interaction left Emma with a sense that the year might hold unexpected friendships. The cafeteria was a bustling arena of clattering trays and animated conversations. Emma and Maya claimed a table near the window, where sunlight streamed in, casting a warm glow over their lunch. They talked about their summer adventures—Maya’s trip to the coast, Emma’s volunteer work at the community garden.

She turned to Maya, who was already gathering her things. “What a day,” Emma said, a smile spreading across her face.