In all her years, Sydney couldn't place another time she had ever been so indecisive. Unsuccessfully attempting to build up her confidence and walk into the Water of Life bar, she had been sitting in her car for the past hour watching everyone go in an out the small building from across the street. This was where she was supposed to meet Emelina, and soon the other Emergents of Haye. It was comforting to think that there were others in town like her, but that still didn't shake the idea that this could all be a trap. Emelina was ultimately a stranger, a girl she had never met or spoken to before. She could be anyone really, and putting this amount of trust into stranger just didn't sit well with Sydney. Of course, she didn't think the government would send a _spy_ to work at a bookstore, but it didn't hurt to be cautious. However since returning to Haye that's all she had been doing. Staying cautious around her family. Cautious around her friends, and everyone from church or town. She had successfully hidden her deformities away from her community, only to have that sense of safety crushed by a person she had never met. It was terrifying, and unsettling, and if she recalled right she just about had a panic attack in the middle of the store when she had been outed. Secrets make you sick, as her mother had always said, but nothing had ever made her more nauseous and scared then that day. Before anything escalated past hyperventilating, Emelina had explained that she too was an Emergent, and that she was searching for others in town who were facing through the same changes. Calming her down at the time, this unfortunately lead to the anxiety Sydney was struggling with now. Turning her gaze from the bar to the sidewalk beside her, the red head cringed as she awkwardly made eye contact with a random person. '_I probably look like a creep sitting here.._' Shrinking into her seat at the thought, the large frown on her lips soon shifted into pout. It was time to get out of the car, and face Emelina and the other Emergents--that or get arrested. Nothing would reassure her anxiety more then the truth, so with a small sigh the red head kicked open the car door and scurried across the street to the bar door. Truthfully all she wanted to do was go back home and return to her room, but even she understood her isolation was getting out of control. "Come on Syd, you got this." She said to herself. In such dangerous times there was safety in numbers, not to mention she hadn't spoken to another person--besides her parents--in weeks. This was a good thing, Sydney reminded herself. She _needed_ this. So with a deep breath in to settle her nerves, she finally stepped through the door. The calming silence of the bar forced Sydney to fidget in her spot as she stood before the door. Hazel eyes flickered from person to person, desperately seeking out Emelina until she found her sitting at a table with a man. Swallowing nervously, and forcing herself to walk towards the two, Sydney hesitantly raised a gloved hand and waved. "S-sorry I'm late."