Shay had came in late to class. Something happened. But she didn't speak about it an just sat in the back, rubbing her arm which was now hurting. Her mind was skimming through all the details of what happened. She had said she wasn't going to come into class, but she had to...just to get her mind off of things as normal. Today she didn't speak, she knew the answer, but didn't speak. Her eyes traveled from side to side, trying to keep her mind off of what happened and she rubbed her throat again. Her eyes shifted to the window, she didn't look at Indy once, almost afraid to. Her stomach turned and she tightly closed her eyes and she shook her head, as if she was debating with herself. She knew people would notice how off she was...she knew how off she was.

"When you look for change. It doesn't happen. Your eyes, just looking down at it can deceive you. If you look from the air you can see what others can't...they looked too closely, the farther you get...the closer you come to your answer they also looked in the wrong place for what they needed..it wasn't there." She mumbled, not saying it allowed because she was so upset and jumpy. "Air is the best place to see the answers you're looking for over a large area." Shay mumbled as her hands began shaking again. Her body was shaking. She looked at Indy despite her shaking, "they see what they want to see from the ground. It was there all along....they just didn't look at it the correct way." She said, her voice shaking. None of this was normal. She knew it wasn't and she could feel all eyes on her. It was scaring her for once. She looked at the clock, class would be over soon.

She sat there, shaking, for longer and longer. Finally, near the end of class she couldn't take it. She got up and ran out of the class, leaving her messenger bag inside the class. She was still shaking when she got outside. She looked around, she was breathing hard. "Why....why...." She whispered as she looked around, falling onto the grass with a thump. "Ow." She whimpered and sighed. "I forgot my bag...great..." She sighed and watched the clouds as tears were streaming and she had cracked something when she fell back. She sighed, "maybe he will bring it to me...." She mumbled and at up and there was another crack. "Yeah I'm going to stay here." She said as she waited for Indy to come out as she held her side. She was in bad shape, in her bag had been a journal that she kept of what was going on, drawings of what she had seen...letters...she sighed, she always hoped her father wouldn't catch her...but she was screwed beyond she knew.