Tammy nodded slightly, at the entrance of two other people, and smiled in their direction. Was it bad, that the butterflies were hitting her now. Brody was scary, so it seemed she was the source of these butterflies, and flippy stomach. Looking around quickly, there were not buckets to be sick in, so that was out of the question.

So she took a seat, and moved her bag onto the floor, under her seat and watched.. Waiting for others to turn up. Someone she could rely on not giving her butterflies.