Kila sighed as she watched him fit himself into his own little world. 'Poor kid, I wonder if he'll be able to survive in this town...' she mused before looking out the window closest to her desk, first period wasn't the best but it wasn't the worst, people left her to herself and she got her work and tests done before anyone else, straight A student and she was proud of it. She put her head phones and began to rock out to her music, letting her pen fly across the paper of her notebook in concentration, knowing full well that this was not the time for this. She snuck a glance at Trace, he seemed to have trouble with school if his lack of utensils was any indication.

"Mr. Geets, I need to go to the rest room." she said as she got up and put her notebook on his desk to get the bathroom pass, everything else of value was on her, but she'd learned from experience to never leave her book alone, people destroyed it or stole from it, and that she could not have, it was her ticket to absolute freedom and no one would take that from her. She sighed to herself for the umpteenth time as she was washing her hands, a quick look in the mirror notified her of the glares she was receiving from the other occupants, so she glared back and hissed at them, and they scurried, cowards that they were. When she got back to class she dropped the pass on the desk and snatched her book up, before plopping down in her seat. Only about a half hour left, and it had been about an hour already, she hated the school day, it went on FOREVER.