Lylah skipped out of the house and stood at the cement block that served as her families porch. She pulled on the straps to her backpack and and let out a sigh, smiling slightly to herself. It was time, finally time, to start on her journey to become a top coordinator. She glanced back at the window that let to her living room and with a flick of her wrist and a final wave goodbye to her mother, she bounded down the path and headed to the center of town.