Willow sighed softly, her expression as blank as her plain white T-shirt. One glance up at towering school she was headed toward had her heart thumping terribly fast. The building resembled a castle more than a school in her opinion, not that her opinion mattered. The school was a dark gray, built out of stone with vines crawling up the sides. "Oh God, help me." She whispered in her soft sweet voice, casting a quick glance up at the light stormy gray sky, the precision sun hid from view. Not surprised at the lack of reply, she straightened her shoulders and titled her chin slightly up. She was own her own, as always. "Here goes nothing, Willow." With that she stepped onto campus, ready to face whatever was thrown her way. But then again, a new school was always full of surprises, especially when you begin it in the middle of the year. Not the best thing for a 17 year-old girl to experience, but she could do this, she had to do this.
The campus was beautiful, lush green tree's and the heavenly scent of the colorful flowers. But even this didn't snatch away the dread forming in the pit of Willow's stomach. Back in her own school, she managed to avoid teasing, even with her scars. At that thought she winced and lightly brushed her cheek were three pale pink scratch marks were visible against her light tan skin. With silky, thick midnight black hair that feel to her waist in waves and a slender figure Willow wasn't called ugly. Her face face oval shaped a small cute nose, full light pink lips and large pale violet eyes framed with thick black eyelashes. Many had said her eyes gave her an innocent but different look to her. But now scars littered her face, across both cheeks and one long one around her neck.