Angela hated her life at times. This was one of those times. Seeing Cody had shaken her up pretty bad, making the rest of the day filled with emotional ups and downs as she sought to avoid him in the halls between classes. Not to mention Miss Wolfcub had of course denied her request to be moved to another seat. She was after all only human and therefore did not count as much as her precious feral rejects; especially that new mongrel Donta. Poor baby had a headache near the end of the day and so was allowed to rest his head throughout the last two classes. Had that been her, probably not even so much as a sympathetic look. Double standards in this place were beginning to make her sick.<br/><br/>In a school that was supposed to promote equality and unity among the species, it sure as hell seemed to playing favorites. Some days, some days Angela just did not want to bother with any of it. Just pack up and run away, live on the streets....maybe live with Cody. Then her senses would kick in and she would just go on with her life, counting the days till she could just be free from it all.<br/><br/>Finally the final bell rang and Angela could not get out of there fast enough. Packing up her gear she took the time to roll her eyes at Donta, his new buddy Kate then made her way straight to the girl's locker room. It was time to work off a bit of her stress or to at least attempt to. Opening her locker she took out the fresh set of gym clothes she had put in there that morning. Setting them down on the bench she stashed her bookbag then proceeded to get undressed. Removing the school uniform slowly she did what she always did, she looked at herself in the mirror.<br/><br/>Her legs were toned and fit, without any real way to distinguish her synthetic limb from the real one. The wonders of holographic technology projected a centralized image over her left leg, tiny nerve like sensors along her leg's surface allowed for her to feel and experience sensation like touch. It was how she was able to learn to walk feeling the ground as she moved, it was cutting edge technology and at the time highly experimental but without any family to worry about with paperwork and such Angela was a perfect candidate for the procedure. Only thing that had to change was that every so often she had to come in to have the limbs grown to be proportionate to her developing body.Â<br/><br/>Despite how advance this technology was it still only masked the truth of what it was, it did not eliminate so it was the case that when someone touched one of her limbs they would feel the cool caress of metal and not flesh. This was one of the main factors that Angela had to deal with growing up and that she was still dealing with to this day, finding it hard to get over the look on someone's face who did not know when she shook their hand or brushed up against them. She felt like a freak in her own body, reminded each day that she was less human then everyone else.<br/><br/>Sighing she pulled on the gym shorts and t-shirt then headed out to the track. She would stretch for a bit first, do a couple of push ups and sit ups before taking a couple laps about the track. Upon exiting she noted three ferals from her class talking together. It was of no importance to her, mainly she just wanted to workout and hoped that they did not bother her.