
Lost in this hellish limbo, Tinka's academic career was suffering a big blow as well. She was barely passing most of her classes now compared to what she once was doing, and she couldn't help but wonder what was left here for her.... if anything at all. Would anyone even miss her if she was gone from this school? Probably not. They mostly thought her a hyper as hell weirdo! "Whatever!" she shouted out to herself. Though, she did seem to forget that she was sitting at a tablet by her lonesome in the common room. Many eyes turned to look at the one who shouted for whatever reason. Many of them snickered, points fingers, or just plain gave strange looks. Putting her rather large hands up to the sides of her face, Tinka got up and got out!
After putting some distance between herself and the other kids -- up on the roof -- the grimmlin pressed against the wall beside the doorway that lead up there, and sobbed, When would she ever find her place in the world? Would she always feel like this?