Storm stepped off the bus, grinning. She had a backpack over her shoulder and a water bottle at her side. She walked towards the building, praying she was at the right place. She didn't want to be wrong and then get lost. 

Willow grinned from ear to ear as she finished her walk. She was finally out of that God-awful house. She had a few sets of clothes, some books and a kindle with a charger in her bag. She was as prepared as she would ever be. She was nervous, but she was also excited as she walked towards her destination.