Sonjah stood out on the school grounds and looked about. She sees what must be Day Class students bouncing about to their next class. Why am I here? She thinks. The other Hunters had told her that she needed the experiance of interacting with other teens and Towns people. She sighs and adjusts the bag on her shoulder and brushes a stray hair that escaped from the bun at the base of her skull out of her face. Then looking down at the piece of paper in her hand she begins the search for the Headmasters Office.