I gave a deep sigh. What was I doing here? On the steps of some strange school. I trudged my way up. Blending in, in one place was better than running all over the place, trying to hide. Trying to hide my odd powers. The power to read emotion, and the power to turn into a shadow.
I walked up the steps and into the building. I looked at the schedule in my hand, then looked around. The school was bustling with students, laughing, and shoving each-other around.
"You must be Jezzabelle." I heard a voice next to me and I turned. Before me stood a woman, tall with long auburn hair. Her face looked uptight. I read her emotion. Pity. As if she felt