Katherina stared not at the glorious mansion, but back to the sea they had been ferried over. She didn't stand to get up and admire the lights of the mansion, She didn't belong in crowds. She sat on the seat, with her knees curled into her chest, wondering... what would it feel like to drown in that water? Would it be fast... fleeting... or painful? She brought her head back to the front of her knees, pushing her glasses into place. She grabbed up her bag and went to the others, deciding finally that being alone would help no one. It was funny. Many girls filled their bags with shoes alone, but Katherina stuck to books. She had many bags, all on a cart beside her. 
Her family had seemed more than happy to let her be. 
She looked down, waiting for everyone to part ways before getting off the ferry.