[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/mhsgMGt.png[/img][/center] Location: Cafeteria -> Room 8 -> OTW to Auditorium Eliza wasn't too dazed when another new face bursts into the cafeteria having a panic. It was honestly the reaction they all should've had last night. Nevertheless, panicking wasn't going to do much for them now. They all did agree to come here seeking treatment. It was really no different than rehab, and honestly could be much better than rehab seeing that there were "luxuries" provided to them. Though Eliza didn't find any of this luxurious compared to what she was used to, it was better than nothing. Eliza pauses for a moment between the panic, the thoughts she had about this place was condescending but at the same time trying to be understanding. It was like she was... trying to adjust. Something that her old self would throw a fit for sure. Looking back at it, she changed somewhat since the death of her father. She felt like she was becoming more sympathetic, understanding. But in truth it made her angry about that fact, she saw those traits as weak. Eliza puts down the fork in hand and leaves the cafeteria immediately leaving behind her plate. Like some of the others, she pushes past the guy shouting in confusion and starts heading to her room to find something more comfortable to wear for the tests. On the way to her room, she sees an embarrassing complication take place as one of the girls accidentally walks in on another getting dressed. Eliza couldn't help but smirk at the girl as she runs away and bolts into her own room, obviously struck with embarrassment. [i][color=f6989d]"Obviously I'm way too graceful and classy to let anything like that happen to me" [/color][/i] Eliza thinks to herself. Eliza gleams with a smug look on her face as she enters her room and hurriedly puts on a [url=http://www.annapalmieristylist.com/uploads/1/4/2/9/14296250/1892222_orig.jpg]top brand activewear outfit[/url] That consisted of workout leggings, sports bra, freerun running shoes, and to top it off a snapback hat. It was an outfit to show off her body, but most importantly it was an outfit that said:[i] "Look at me, do I actually work out or am I just a model for Nikeā„¢? The world will never know." [/i] Eliza was taught growing up that your image was most important, and since it was the day they were going to be testing performance levels, all the time and money spent on top-level trainers was finally going to pay off. Contempt with her outfit of choice she leaves the room and starts making her way to the auditorium.