Shea looked around at the new kids in the auditorium. A wave of exhaustion hit her. To much all at once. She had only come to the shcool a few hour earlier, and Shea did not do well in crowds. Too may faces, too many minds, too many details to pay attention to. Shea slipped out of the crowd and towards the doorway. Fresh air. Crisp and clear. This was better than jail at least.