In this grey and white building, in a corner of the room, a quiet girl is sitting trying not to be seen.
In a circle people are sitting waiting for some news, everybody quiet, and everybody friends.
And in the door this girl came, crashing through the crowd, tearing down the building as she settled down. And in the middle of the circle the red haired girl sat down, smiling like nothing happened and shining like the sun. The quiet girl in the corner watching open eyed this beautiful fire running strait in to her line to see.