(Let me first of all state the characters: 9, Goof and Marsh. ARE NOT MINE. They belong to A_Nobody209 Go check him out he is an amazing person. And, a great author

{Thrid pov}
After what seemed an hour, Ammolite groggily woke up. Tiredly he looked at his watch to saw it was 9:41. He also noticed that he was still in his clothes from the last night. He sighs saddened as he left his room and bumped into someone. The person seemed to be a few inches taller then Ammolite.
???: "So, your the new guy right?"

Ammo: "Uh...yeah?" He said as the man studied Ammo closely.

???: "I expected more."

???: "Oh come on 9, be nice!"

???: "Yeah, remember when you were the new guy? People treated you like crap."
9: "And where are those people now, Goof?"

Goof: "To this day I and Marsh have no idea."

9: "Exactly," He says as he leaves and goes to his room. Ammo just stood there and looked at him leave the room.

Ammo: ".....Nice to meet you too"
{Ammolite POV}
"That was weird" I heard a small laugh and looked over "Hey don't worry my friend, he's like that with new people. Give it some time and he'll warm up to you. Anyway, This is Marsh" he said as the person next to him waves and takes a big bite of his sandwich "The one that rudely introduced himself is of course, 9. If it isn't already obvious, we have odd names" he said with a small smile "Speaking of names. What's yours?" I pondered for a bit and told them "Ammolite. My name's Ammolite" he has a big smile and motions me over. Quickly I go over and he puts his hand out to shake. Awkwardly, I shake his hand, feeling his snake like grip "Well Ammolite, welcome to our humble abode. Kitchen and the Living room is more or less free game as should be know. You should already be aquatinted with your room. Now a few ground rules. Don't put holes in the place, 9 and I are paying for this place so we wanna keep it nice. You damage it, you pay for it. We have a chore chart that rotates every day. If you really wanna get on 9's good-side quick, take a proactive approach to helping out here. You have to contribute or we kick you out. Uhhh ohh! Respect everybody's privacy like don't barge into someones room. For christ sake, knock. Don't steal anyone's stuff. Also if your gonna stay up and jam or play, keep it down or we kick you out for the night. Do you agree with the terms of this arrangement?" he says with a somewhat serious look. I just gave a nod and smiled "Excellent! For today, if you want, you can get situated and bring your stuff in. If you need help, please don't hesitate to ask. I can always help" i smiled at him and headed to the door "I appreciate the offer but, I think I'll be fine"

{after 6 minutes}
"Hey goof! I need your help." After some time, he came out and saw boxes filled with books, tv, Console, Games, and a controller "How did you get all of this over here with just a bike?" "There are some details about certain thing that are just really not important" he gave me a quizzical look but then shrugged before he lifted the box with all my tech stuff, almost falling backwards. "Woah! Hah. Its a little lighter than I thought. I'll bring this to your room" I gave a nod and looked in one of the boxes and grabbed a picture frame. On it was a picture of my mom, Dad, and myself. I smiled softly as I reminiscing on the once peaceful times my family and I had as I almost cried. Then I heard Goof "Hey ammo. You coming in or what?" i wiped my tears and smiled "You bet!"