Lacey tapped her foot impatiently as she stood by the front gate of Blueberry Academy, glancing down at her Rotom Phone for what felt like the hundredth time. "Bzzt! Where is this new transfer student?" she muttered with a huff, crossing her arms over her chest. "They were supposed to be here twenty minutes ago!" As a model student and assistant to Director Cyrano, it was Lacey's responsibility to greet all new transfers and show them around campus. She took her duties seriously and did not appreciate tardiness one bit. Lacey checked her phone again. Still no messages. She let out an exaggerated sigh, blowing a stray strand of pink hair off her forehead. The autumn breeze caused her lavender cardigan to flutter around her Blueberry Academy uniform. "Honestly, making me stand around waiting like this," Lacey grumbled, scuffing her shoe against the cobblestones. "That's just not right!" She shook her head, arms crossed in an X-shape. Just then, Lacey spotted a figure approaching in the distance, silhouetted against the orange and red leaves swirling through the air. She narrowed her eyes, trying to make out if it was the new student. Whoever it was, she had quite a few choice words for their utter lack of punctuality!