Having been dictated and controlled with instructions and rules my entire life, to say that I have no idea what to do is an understatement. Instead of being the one to follow instructions, I am giving them and reprimanding people if they do it incorrectly. I was out of place, I did not fit in here.
Having to wake up early wasn't something I wasn't used to, so that was common ground for me. Being outdoors wasn't unusual for me either, but, once I got a glance at the groups of people, I shrunk back. The shorts I was wearing showcased very faint scars and made me feel very exposed. Though, instead of wearing a tank top or just a sports bra like the other women, I had on a sweatshirt. Orion sent me a weird look as we were leaving the room but he didn't question my actions.
Instead of jumping
