Brent kind of casually glanced over his shoulder. People were piling in, but it was still just him at his table, chilling by himself. Was it going to take him a whole year to get over being the new kid? To have a group of friends? Kind of made him feel like a big loser. he had just adjusted his position in his chair, when lo and behold, a girl about his age took a seat across from him at his table.

He grinned at her. "Hey. What's up?" he greeted, using some of his usual Brent slang. He knew she was a Slytherin, and he'd seen her around, but she was a part of the huge majority of people he still hadn't met yet. Time to change that. "I'm Brent Westwood." THANKS FOR SITTING HERE! He decided to play it chill, though.