Mina quietly sat in her chair, hands folded neatly on her lap. She sat there - all zen-like, forcing herself not to eavesdrop from the group just a few seats behind her. From what she had heard, they seemed nice and somewhat unique. Oh, she just wanted to spring up and introduce herself to them. She wanted to hug the lollipop drug dealer and rob him of his goods. She wanted to tell them she liked to doodle and was hoping for someone to teach her how to actually paint and sculpt.
Meh.
The girl stretched her neck, sniffling before taking a look at the person to her left. The person was an Asian male, who had a look of worry crossed on his face. His hands were rolled into fists - was he angry? Okayyy. Still, this person wasn't talking. She wasn't talking. It was time to talk. With her mind set, Mina pulled down her rainbow colored bobble hat to her eyebrows and turned towards him.
"Hi," she began, her eyes scanning over him. "Nice backpack," she then awkwardly said, trying to compliment him. "I - uh. I'm Mina."