Caroline turned her eyes toward the cheerleading squad.  Sadness touched her gaze when she saw them fall away.  Not that she had wished to join the squad, but certainly a fight with them so quickly in the year would not be to her favor.  Fingers reached down to touch the strap of her backpack, thumbing the material before hoisting the bag upward.  Resignation touched her next as she knew there was little to be done over the events.  They had happened and would never be changed.  Her father had always taught her to look ahead, because looking back was pointless.  When a voice inquired after her well being, she quickly turned to face the new face.<br/><br/>Brown hair wiped across her shoulders while she set her eyes on the woman.  Her frame coming to bear fully before the smaller figure with one arm arched upward toward her shoulder to carry the bag.  Idly Caroline chewed on her lip as she faced a woman that could easily have been one of the cheerleaders taken down.  More than likely she’d have been the prettiest among them if she were part of the squad.<br/><br/>Her mouth moved to open but instead remained closed while the dark skinned woman before her spoke up.  Best to let those more comfortable with speaking do so.<br/>