If she took as much time staring as she did with her school work, perhaps she would be a little closer to graduation than barely in her third term. Or perhaps just a little less clueless; even just talking to the others of the student body would be helpful but that also still didn't happen.
So, there she was on a small brick wall with her usual smile as she stared out and locked eyes upon some hapless victim that would be watched the whole journey of their way from point A to point B. Unknowing, sometimes, if they were being observed.
kanth
have one of my usual go to starts >>