It didn't take long for Aurora to realize she wasn't sure where she was going. She was relieved that the woman, Sophie she said her name was, told her which way to go. It would have been embarrassing to get lost or go through the wrong door within only moments of being there.

Sophie led Aurora to the admit room. When Peter came up she whispered to him that she would do that admit if he wanted. Sophie knew it might be a good opportunity to get to know Aurora better since she would be on suicide watch over her. He agreed.

Aurora entered the room and sat down in a chair, setting her bags down beside it. It had been an exhausting day so far. She couldn't fall asleep last night and had slept very little the last few days. The ride there with her mother had been less than pleasant. She had felt like yelling several times, but knew if she did it would only result in an argument. Then she would feel bad and go back to being fake just to avoid tension. It was better to remain silent. It was more honest. She hadn't bothered to eat anything today or eat dinner last night. How could she when there was a giant knot of worry in her stomach?

"How are you Aurora?" Sophie asked as she walked into the room. "I'll need to check your bags, okay?" Sophie asked, smiling as she picked up the bags. Aurora made no objection. Sophie explained the rules of Horizon as she looked through Aurora bags. The contents were the normal things teenagers seemed to bring: an ipod, laptop, makeup, personal hygiene and female items, clothing, jewelry, stationary set, a pack of gum, and similar items. Many of them weren't allowed at Horizon but it didn't seem the new student was trying to smuggle anything in at least.

As Sophie talked Aurora could practically picture her in a store uniform saying 'have a nice day'. What she was saying seemed so rehearsed. I bet every student has the exact same lines repeated to them, she thought. While before the woman's smile had been somewhat of a comfort, she now found it seemed plastic.

Though Aurora hadn't said a word, Sophie could tell that her mind was going quickly. Fears. Doubts. Adjustment. All these were things new students seemed to think about and they were written on Aurora's face as if on a chalkboard.

Aurora wasn't surprised that they went through bags here. The hospital had done that too. She wondered why Sophie didn't seem bothered by her silence or why she was looking at her that way. She wasn't going to ask though. That would require talking, which she didn't do, or communicating, which she found to be equally useless and so tried to avoid. Despite this, she often communicated without meaning to. Unless she specifically worked to hide her emotions, they tended to show pretty clearly on her face. Never play poker, her friends had advised back when she had them. She had changed a lot since then.