A luxury bus had taken Bo for a long, long ride across the country. He had to come all the way from Massachusetts for crying out loud! The seats of the bus were very nice and only about six people got on the bus throughout the entire trip. Bo knew none of them and slept almost the whole way there. The seat had left an imprint on the side of his face and he had a drool stain on his old dirty shirt,=. It was hard to notice the new stain as the other ones overpowered it.
He had finally awoke by rolling off of the seat he slept on as the bus came to a stop, smacking his face and arm on the floor. "hn mmm" he moaned as he forced himself up. He stroked his stubble that he forgot to shave before he left and grabbed his bag. With one arm through the strap he slowly walked out, eyes half closed. 
There it was. The main hall, with technology that Bo only dreamed of seeing sitting on display as if it were common. His eyes widened and he hurried inside, gliding through the crowd, cutting almost everyone in line without being noticed. He almost reached into a few pockets on his way out of habit, but forced himself to awkwardly hold his hands upward so he wouldn't. He had to be a good guy for now, and the rest of time. Not that he wasn't a good guy. 
The robotic voice greeted him as he moved to the front of the line, cutting at least 7 or eight people who were eagerly waiting their turns. "Bo, glad to see you are joining us. Downloading your schedule, student information, and team members." Just like it did for the other student who was there. He looked at him, gave a weak smile while looking him up and down and then opened his mouth for the first time in the school. "Where do I get one of those fancy shirts, pal?" He asked the man in possibly the most lazy and full of 'I just woke up'-ness as one could speak. He scratched his stubble once more and yawned.