B_NewDay
Junior Member
Ashlyn looked around, hearing the rustle of excitement through her... classmates? Is that what these people were? She shrugged to herself realizing it didn't really matter to her what they were. After the man had stopped talking about rules and what not she returned to her book. It was a black covered book, it was textbook about psychological analysis. Though it didn't make much sense to her. The material and concepts were logical, but they didn't reside well with her. She guessed it was probably because they stated all humans were based in good, a theory that humans had proven wrong. Again and again. Closing the book quietly she took a step forward looking around at the people. Some were obviously different, some were not at noticeable. Slowly a feeling in her stomach released the knot of nerves she had, and she realized it was the feeling of acceptance. Though the looks she was getting were not necessarily happy, they weren't foreign and disgusted like most were.
'Perhaps this won't be to terrible. I mean at least were all not accepted by society. A common enemy for lack of better terms. I guess.'
She noticed that some students had already begun making conversation, she shook her head slowly. And if the opportunity arose, she decided that she would take it. Or maybe she wouldn't. Her fear of everything was annoying to her, yet it seemed to be something that she just couldn't get over. Sighing heavily, she returned to her book.
As she shifted to readjust herself on the wall behind her, she dropped her bag. In continued onward to fall open and dump out her belongings, she was tempted to walk away and leave them there but she knew that it was to late for such things and continued on to lean down and pick them up slowly. Trying her best to avoid eye contact with anyone.
'Perhaps this won't be to terrible. I mean at least were all not accepted by society. A common enemy for lack of better terms. I guess.'
She noticed that some students had already begun making conversation, she shook her head slowly. And if the opportunity arose, she decided that she would take it. Or maybe she wouldn't. Her fear of everything was annoying to her, yet it seemed to be something that she just couldn't get over. Sighing heavily, she returned to her book.
As she shifted to readjust herself on the wall behind her, she dropped her bag. In continued onward to fall open and dump out her belongings, she was tempted to walk away and leave them there but she knew that it was to late for such things and continued on to lean down and pick them up slowly. Trying her best to avoid eye contact with anyone.