Brooklyn took a moment to stretch languorously before settling onto the ground a safe distance away from the slightly (okay, completely) terrifying tree in front of her with her knees pulled up to her chest and her arms around her legs. She toyed with the hairband around her wrist absentmindedly as she waited for her friend to show up.

This early in the school year it was easy to pretend that they were still out of school, but studying still nagged the back of Brooklyn's mind. It was a possibility that she had ignored her textbooks in favor of being here.

But she wouldn't tell her professors that.