Beth followed the throngs of people inside until they started splitting up and going off with teachers as they were claimed. Nervously looking around, she slid down a wall to sit on the floor and pulled her backpack around in front of her. She rummaged through it and pulled out a sketch pad and her ipod. It didn't take long for her to drown herself in Joan Jett and start sketching the faces of some of her fellow students.<br/>She was talented, she knew that, but also knew that nothing would ever come of her talent, so she sketched when she was nervous or tired. She was a little bit of both just then.<br/><br/>Regardless of those things, Beth decided she'd much rather be here and ignored than home and under the constant watchful gaze of her uncle. She actually liked to learn new things but wasn't really too keen on the structure of schools. She preferred to be holed up in her room with a book and her ipod.