Molly was quiet on the wagon, basically because she was tired and hungry. She ignored the others at the moment since they would get to know each other soon enough.. She didn't want any friends since there were not any true friends in this world anyways.
She woke up slightly when the man yelled at the others for talking but she just sat in her corner. Her back pack held all that she had left since escaping the orphanage. A few changes of clothes including her two hoodys in case of bad weather, her brush and comb, her hair ties, a couple books about drawing as well as some paper and colored pencils. She also had a book to read about a Japanese girl who took care of herself on the streets. Yukiko had hidden weapons that she was able to use. Molly wished that she could be like Yukiko.
Finally they arrived at the woods which to herself were not scary. Molly drifted off into her own world of imagination. Then they were at the so called school. She simply listened to the others and followed them into the room. Molly walked down the rows of weapons to find one that she might like to use. At the last table was a collection of Japanese weapons- Molly's green eyes lit up in surprise and delight. Two Throwing Stars went into the pouch that she had made and was on her belt, Japanese Fighting Fan and a pair of Japanese Ornate Stiletto Hair Knives which she quickly put in her hair after she put her hair up in a sloppy bun. Now she was set for any kind of fight.
Molly then looked at the tents and took one that was in the middle of the group, knowing that way the tent would be better protected from the wind. When she went inside, she noticed that there was not a sleeping bag in sight but the thought that perhaps they would be passed out in a bit......
