06-23-2004, 02:41 PM
Why are these people staring at me? Will they judge me? What am I doing here? Rogue tried to make herself seem as smal as possible as she turned to face the group before her. She wrapped her arms around heself as her eyes shifted quickly from face to face studied and reading their expressions. Still struggling with her past she has a difficult time meeting new people, feeling as though they might judge her for something she had no control of. She thought about speaking and then quickly changed her mind. She would wait to be spoken to, at least for now.