A petite figure stood in the shadow of one of the stone buildings that lay within the gated boundaries of the school campus. The figure's name was Rosie, a 16 year old who hid more than anyone could expect behind a wall of timidity. She stood looking up just past a line of trees,  staring at the school's coat of arms that topped one of the open gates and matched the same symbol on the left breast of her uniform. Shifting her shoulders, Rosie hefted her book laden bag, positioning the straps for a more comfortable grip as students wove around her. It was class time and Rosie didn't want to be late.<br/><br/>Entering her classroom, Rosie nodded a hello to her teacher as she took a seat in the middle of the classroom. Her teacher, who wasn't paying much attention, failed to even notice Rosie as he flipped through a newspaper on his desk. In fact, he failed to notice a lot in his classroom. Rosie didn't think he was a very good teacher, but he let her read as much as she wanted, so she didn't mind. Pulling out a book from her bag, Rosie opened it up and sat back in her chair, beginning where she had left off. She didn't get far, however, as a bubbly blonde bounded in and sat in front of Rosie.<br/><br/>"Hiya, Rosie!" Her voice was chipper and matched the large smile on her face. "How was your weekend?" The girl contorted herself until she was staring at the pages of Rosie's book. "Let me guess. You read all weekend?" The blonde ruffled her friend's dark hair, bringing a smile to Rosie's face.<br/><br/>"Hi, Sarah. " Rosie's own voice was mellow in comparison, her smile never wavering. Placing her book down upon the desk, Rosie set to the task of trying to straighten her hair as Sarah turned in her seat to talk to another student. Rosie didn't mind. She was glad for Sarah's friendship, but also for the fact that Sarah had so many other friends to take up her time. It was exhausting for Rosie to be around so much energy at once.