Estrella was ready to grow up that was for sure, she had a hard time as a freshling. She was bullied by a few kids she couldn't wait to get away from. Sure she was a bit on the weird side she liked to daydream and go off in her own world but that was no reason for some to be as mean to her as they were. They would call her names and openly laugh in her face calling her weird or "space cadet" a term she had once loved. She had once thought highly of now tarnished by child-like cruelty.

Perhaps she thought things would have been different if she had a family, most freshlings she saw that were able to live this carefree life had siblings or parents. Not her. She had just herself and it had always been that way, it had never bothered her before the bullying. She wished she had someone to go to when the kids said the mean words. Someone that would hold her and brush her hair and tell her the kids would get what was coming to them.


They didn't really know what it was like to be her she felt she was a vessel of a higher being. That everything on this plane of existence seemed so two-dimensional and flat. Even others personalities seemed underdeveloped and incomplete, she couldn't accept the excuse of children not knowing their place in the worlds. She knew for a fact she had no place in this world. Perhaps though it could all change in her time as a junior and well she was willing to try to find out, hopefully before her existential crisis came to a boiling point.