For a few moments, Jenna stands in front of the cafeteria, a lot of ideas racing through her mind. She can not squander time because she knows she must complete her task one way or another. She needs to go quickly, but her anxiety gets the better of her. She is experiencing an extreme overload of conflicting feelings.
"Will they disregard me? After this, will they stop interacting with me? Will they hold me in contempt?" But she can ignore the ideas and walks into the cafeteria right away, where she sees the three of them seated at a certain table, leaning against it as though they are lost in contemplation.
She approaches them and sits down amongst them, and they stare at her, attempting to decipher whatever it is that she might be hiding at the moment.
With a sharp swallow, Jenna put
