Naomi stood up on the bench, throwing her bag over her shoulder before placing both hands on her hips. "A true fresh start doesn't exist. It's just a lie we tell ourselves until reality bites you in the ass." She reached into her school uniformed jacket pocket, yanking out a hidden hair tie. She pulled her hair up out of her face, hear the school bell ring. As she tightened the ponytail that reached down to her waist, she watched the doors open and the flood of students that drowned through the entrance. 

"What is that?" Naomi seemed to be asking the question to herself as she saw some sort of machine through the opening of the doors. 

"Well I guess it's our queue to join the swirling mob of people." Carl spoke.

Naomi nodded, jumping off the bench and tucking her bag close to her shoulder. She held onto the strap, annoyed by the crowds as they pushed forward. Made her wonder how many people were attending the institution. She turned, just in time to see Carl with a rather dementing smile toward another student. When she caught up to him, she looked up to him with an amused smirk. 

"Creepy enough?" She chuckled lightly, pushing someone to the side that nearly knocked her over. "Seriously, make this crowd go away." She sighed, walking ahead through the heavy flock of students. She was able to weave in and out, pushing her way closer to the front of the crowd. Should could have turned away, left the crowd and start a life in Russia, but she was curious to know what kind of life she could have here.