Tiffany quickly picked her things up, stuffing them into her bag, which was now so full it looked like it would burst any minute. She smiled at the girl who had come over to help her. "Thanks" she mumbled, slinging the bag over her shoulder. "I'm Tiffany" she said, grinning. It was getting easier to talk to people. Being surrounded by people just like herself every day was definitely lifting her confidence. "Yeah, I'm..." She couldn't find the right to describe her feeling right now. Bored? Tired? Confused? Stressed? "I'm fine" She said finally. Lying was always easier. "Are you okay?" She asked. Jeez. Why did she always sound so stupid in front of other people?