It was getting closer and closer to time to move on from her current schooling to being enrolled in Junior classes. Anara really wasn't sure what to think about this. She was aware that Gwen had already moved on without her, as had most of the other freshlings that she had met or seen along the way. She knew she was lagging behind, but perhaps it was because she hated change so much that she couldn't bring herself to move forward. She just wanted people to leave her be, but she knew if she stayed in this situation that she'd grow rather stagnant and that wasn't a life she really wanted either.Meeting another mutant like herself had changed things a little. She had been content in treating the world like it had completely turned it's back on her. Before then the only other person to show interest in her was using her for experiments and to satisfy their own curiosities. Phyre had changed that. Of course, the girl had been much more lucky than she could ever consider herself. She had a family, she had people who cared about her, even if her biological family hadn't. Anara had been completely alone, not even her caretakers had shown much interest in her. So why was this girl willing to befriend her? Why did she really care if she had someone to care?
Up until now, Anara's only interest in moving up to Junior classes was so that she could take better care of herself without any help. To be honest, that was something she still had interest in, if she didn't have to rely on people the better. But maybe, just maybe, Phyre showed her that it was okay to actually reach out to someone.. to accept that maybe not everyone was out to hurt her. It was a thought that she still didn't like, or care for, but maybe it could make her a better person... Maybe she wouldn't have to hate everything.. but maybe just somethings?
She frowned as she stared at her papers, shaking her head slightly. She hated feeling all these feelings. Things were so much simpler when she couldn't trust anyone or anything, when life was just about surviving, trying to make it through the day. Things were different now. Maybe they'd always be different from now on. Maybe that was even a part of growing up, she wasn't sure. Maybe in the end it really didn't even have to do anything with Phyre, but just with herself. Life was changing. She wasn't sure she liked it in the least, but it was happening and she knew she'd be a fool to not change with it, no matter how much she disliked the change.. or was even scared of it. That was what life was about, wasn't it? Drawing in a breath, there was a part of that that left her with a feeling she had never had before; Hope. Hope that perhaps the future wouldn't be as bad as she had expected it to be.
