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"well, welcome to arcadia!" toby grinned. "we'll be lucky to have you here. you've got a bright future in this humble, sleepy little town. where the day is relatively normal, but things go bump in the night." toby wiggles his fingers and grins widely, flashing silver railroads of braces on his teeth.

"of course!" he nodded as james takes the bar and immediately starts eating it. "nougat nummies are my favourite - i always have a bar on me most of the time. even if they do get a little stuck behind my braces a bit."

he checked to make sure his notebooks were in place or if he had to grab the math ones from his locker. "well, i have her too. sweet that we have the same classes. do you have history with mr. strickler?"

"He does, he absolutely does...I'm really grateful for my dad." James' eyes softened slightly when he talks about his father Blinkous--Blinky, seeming appreciative of Toby's kindness. "Of course I will, Tobes!" He nodded, taking Toby's offer into consideration.

Did he move to Arcadia? He can't just flatout say that he lives under Arcadia Oaks this whole time while growing up. "Er...I guess you could say that but I sort of...live out on the outskirts of Arcadia Oaks. W-well, I grew up there but we moved here within Arcadia Oaks just recently." He tried to come up with a pretty good reason without drawing suspicion.

James seems surprised at Toby offering a brightly wrapped chocolate bar, "Is that...for me?" He questioned with genuine surprise and yet curiosity, reaching a hand out to take the chocolate bar from Toby's hand. He held the brightly wrapped chocolate bar in his hands, staring at it for a bit. He slowly starts peeling the wrapper off the chocolate bar, taking a bite out of the chocolate bar. "Thank you, Tobes! This is really good!" He smiles brightly, then pulling out his class schedule to show his friend.

"Hm, I have Algebra with Ms. Janeth after lunch!"

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"your dad sounds like he's got a good head on his shoulders." toby laughs, scratching at his jaw. it'll probably bite them in the middle of the night why jim is so familiar. maybe it's the name that's throwing him?

"yeah! and if you need any help getting around, just let me know if you're having difficulty getting around. did you just move to arcadia or s'm'thn'?" toby slipped his backpack off his shoulder to dig through and pull out a brightly wrapped chocolate bar to hand out to james as a peace offering. "and what's your next class after lunch? maybe we've got it together."

“Heh…yeah, dad tells me that patience is a key to life.” James agrees softly, rubbing the back of his neck. “T-thanks…uh-…it’s great to meet you, Toby. You’re my first friend I made here at school! Jim? Uhm, yeah! I don’t think I’ve ever had somebody call me Jim before…”

“Toby…Toby Domzalski…hey, if you’re gonna give me a nickname, why don’t I call you by Tobes for short?” James exclaims brightly, seeming rather kind and polite. “I feel like Tobes suits you!”

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her fingers drum on the locker door as she leans against it. she listens to the click of the other kid's locker as he fails the first attempt. "patience, doing it too quickly at first and with some of 'em kinda suck." toby glances up at the other.

and then he gets the door open and he reaches out to pat james on the shoulder in praise. "there ya go." toby tilts his chin up to gesture to the empty locker. "and now you have a place to stash your stuff."

"well, my name is tobias domzalski, but most people just call me toby." he announces to james. "and james galadrigal - what a strapping name. though, can i call you jim?"

James puts on a soft smile, listening to Toby. Something about the other boy seems quite familiar...although he can't figure out why this boy is quite familiar. "Okay. Let me try that..." He then started spinning the dial one whole way right to the first number then left twice to the second, and then right again immediately to the third. He was doing it a bit too quickly as a soft frown plastered across his face.

"Oh uhm...let me try it again..." James went again, soon getting it a second time. "Yes! I did it!" He exclaims brightly, then putting some books into his locker afterwards and closing the locker door. "Thank you for your help and to answer your question, yes I'm new here. This is my first day here being in a public school. Name's James. James Galadrigal. What's your name?"

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤpriv. ind. toby domzalski as penned by icarus.ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤfrom dreamworks' tales of arcadia.

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as far as days go... this had been kind of The Worst. a new school year always was prime for those needing to establish themselves in social pecking order.

at least he wasn't the kid stumped about the locker. he kept his mouth shut as he checked his own combination. locker reassignment was always annoying, especially learning a new combination - only to be trash-compacted into the metal prison at some point by steve or another lackey of his.

toby tucked their own textbook away to dig around for a few other items before they heard the cracked voice above him, and they glanced up with their mouth slack open.

"yeah, one sec." he finished up, locking the door. "are you new? i haven't seen you around before." he felt like the other kid was familiar. "spin it one whole way right to the first number, left twice to the second, and then right again immediately to the third."

It’s been a very long time since he’s been outside of Trollmarket. He’s always wanted to see how different human school was as James stared straight at the big school building. A deep inhale then an exhale, his first day of school, there was a bit of difficulty of enrolling, signing in but hey, here he is. High school. He then got up to his locker, his eyebrows furrowing in curiosity and confusion. How does he...?

Okay, yeah. He has no idea how to open this locker that he’s been assigned to. He took a glance at the sticky note which had his combination password, frowning softly. Perhaps, he could carry his backpack around with a couple of journals that his father, Blinky, dug out of the garbage cans. His father made sure that the journals were clean before being given to him. “Oh, hey, do you think you could help me on opening this?” James noticed the other, asking for help.