Miraloma was impressed by all the beautiful butterflies she saw. They were her favorite creatures by far and she could not recall ever seeing so many in one place before. It was a shame she didn’t have a camera with her now. She focused on them, trying to help ynore the conversations as they had nothing to do with her. Sometimes it was hard to be the new girl, as theee was no one she could really talk with as they seemed to be rather busy with others. And why should they? She was just the new girl, after all.