First year

I walked onto the train ready to start my first year..... I found a capartment and I started to write

Scarlet stepped out of her compartment while carrying - hugging - her cat along with her. It was getting quite boring. Reading a few minds wouldn't hurt - just as long as they aren't as rude or as brutal as the ones she met along the way.

She found a girl who seemed similar to her age and knocked at her glass door. She smiled and opened it a bit.

"Hello," she said hesitantly. "I'm getting quite lonely... Do you mind me if I join you?"

A few seconds passed and she spoke again. "If - if it isn't, it's okay. I understand."