Still shaken from the events of the night before, Avery collected her things for her new day ahead of siesta-inducing classes and lesson plans of events she would never truly need to know in order to navigate the ‘real world’-especially if her version of this consisted of ambush tactics and learning the differences between the creatures of the night. Even as she made her way down the familiar street of her childhood hometown, she could not trust the eyes of any falling to her; everyone from Nadine Angelus across the street who always waved at her to the mailman who never seemed to speak a word but held a form of vintage angst behind a perturbed expression. Trusting in her allies that were lingering at the grounds of the school, Avery rushed the mile trek before arriving to find Phoebe wait
