Jesus, this place was huge compared to Silas's last high school. Of course, it did function as a boarding school, so that made sense. Silas was kind of poking around. He had moved in a week ago and gone to a few classes, but he hadn't really had a chance to explore the property. He had gone into the woods a few times, but if this place was going to be his home for a few years, he might as well try to figure shit out.
He wandered onto the field. Seemed like there were plenty of people out practicing a bunch of stuff. Soccer. That would be fun to join. And then there was someone doing crazy cartwheels and flips. Probably a gymnast. Or a cheerleader.
Upon wandering closer, Silas saw that it was a male cheerleader. Which was kind of awesome. "Hey, bud," he greeted casually. He gave an awkward little wave as he came up to the other. "Sick tricks, man. Are you a cheerleader or something? Cause you're giving me that vibe."