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Gabby's smile disappeared hearing Eira's retort, disappointed at having failed to convince her to not be so negative. She wasn't even wrong, per se - it was definitely not ideal to people to be getting hurt at every possible turn. Gabby just wished she looked at the bigger picture and see how her attitude wasn't helpful if things [i]did[/i] go wrong.

Still, she hadn't snapped back at her or anything, which Gabby supposed was as good a result as she could expect from the oft grumpy young woman. It would be a waste of energy to debate her any further if she was intent on having a sour mood, so Gabby stayed silent and turned to face forward in her seat. The next moment, Mr. Hayes was standing in the aisle a few feet behind her, addressing Renard and Freya's complaints regarding the practice exercise. She couldn't resist the smirk that made its way to her face as juvenile thoughts played in her head: [color=39b54a][i]You got in trou-ble, you got in trou-ble[/i][/color]. 

With a sharp exhale she pushed that voice back to the rear of her mind where it belonged, allowing her to focus on Mr. Hayes words of encouragement. Set her own expectations, he said, and make sure to surpass them every day. Gabby nodded her head as a more adult smile stretched her lips. That was advice she could get behind, no questions asked. Though, she had a feeling not all of her classmates would feel the same way. Not because they weren't trying, no, but because she was sure they saw Mr. Hayes as harsh and distant. They might be paying attention less to his words and more to how he said them. 

Not long after that, their principal, as well as the bus' driver boarded, and they were on their way. Enterprise, despite her corporate and, frankly, capitalistic-sounding hero name, was a beacon of warmth and enthusism. Sitting so close to the front of the bus, Gabby couldn't help but find her attitude infectious, especially considering how starkly it contrasted both Eira and Mr. Hayes. As Enterprise went into stories of her work as a professional hero, Gabby wore a wide grin. It was almost as good as watching lucha libre matches on tv with her grandpas! Gabriella only wished she could have done a little audience participation - every time Enterprise reached the high point of a story where the day was in the process of being saved, Gabby wanted to cheer, and each low point made her want to shout words of encouragement. She resisted those urges, both to avoid interrupting the story, and to avoid embarrassing herself. 
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Upon reaching the factory, Enterprise split them into two groups. Gabby tilted her head in contemplation, realizing that the groups were split by arranging everyones's names in alphabetical order then splitting them down the middle. That meant one group had her, Peter, Renard, and Sophia all together, and the other group with, comparatively speaking, frailer-bodied heroes, which seemed imbalanced to her. [color=39b54a][i]Wait, why does that matter? This is not training anymore, is just a field trip. Gabby is so silly.[/i][/color]

Shaking those thoughts out of her head, Gabby threaded her arms through the straps of her backpack and stood up, but was sure to let her classmates go ahead of her before stepping into the aisle and off of the bus.