Brian walked quietly to the next class. He noticed the others mingling but he was still to home sick to make it a point to talk to anyone. walked through the halls like a ghost thinking about how he had gotten here and if he deserved to be here. He didn't harm anyone like some of the others. He wanted to be back home in his room with his books. How he missed his Shakespeare and Stephen King books, but most of he missed his David Wong books. He knew later he could go to the library and that might make him feel better, but all he wanted to do now was vent his aggression for the world. He didn't want to train to protect those that thought he was a monster. At a time he thought that he could be a super hero and save others, now he didn't know if they deserved to be saved. He looked down and sighed as the others passed him as he was deep in thought.