Luke sat next to a kid. A blue kid. He was scrunching up his nose, but Luke was used to it. The kid had messy red hair, aquamarine skin, and he was wearing a white tee shirt and cargo shorts, but his feet were bare. The white shirt was a bit see-through, so Luke could see his chest, which was a bit lighter blue, and he was a bit bony. The blue kid turned as if he'd noticed Luke staring. "Sorry," Luke said quickly. The blue kid nodded. "It's ok, I'm used to it. I'm Garfield Ross. Never call me Garfield. I prefer 'Gar'." "I'm Luke," said Luke, sticking out his hand. Gar excepted the handshake. "I think I've just made my first friend," Gar said. Luke nodded. "Me, too."