Angela glared and Kate, little Miss Perfect who thought she was like some champion for Feral rights, when to Angela she was just some snob who thought she knew best. Sighing she took breath, noting that Donta offered her a seat but given Kate's remarks she doubted even with trying to pretend to be nice would work. As it was she could not stop herself from commenting when Kate had the nerve to speak about people hating because they were shallow. Gripping her tablet in her hands tightly as she spoke, â€œKate the world is never as clear black and white as your delusional mind likes to think. There is plenty of fucking grey in this world that counts for how shit goes down...â€ her grip on her tablet getting tighter as more of her anger flared, â€œSo don't go fucking lumping everyone into the same group just because you think you know everything! Because you don't!â€ she snapped at the same time that her tablet did under the weight of her synthetic hand. â€œShit!â€ she swore as she turned on her heel and stormed off, not in the mood to even contemplate eating. Feeling sick to her stomach and just wanting to get away from Kate....away from everyone.<br/><br/>She found herself at the back staircase, the one that people hardly ever used because it was so out of the way and was more of an emergency exit then anything. Sighing and struggling to remain calm and not cry as she looked at her broken tablet, hoping that it could be fixed. Her foster mother was going flip when she saw it, going to blow a gasket about how she wasted money. Anger rose at thoughts of that and she had to struggle to keep from losing her temper. Sighing yet again she slumped against the railing as she sat there waiting for her next class to begin.