Vivian Forester/bored, shy, anxious/location; the van/tagged; anyone in the van
I look around at the people, a little bored, a little shy, and a little anxious. What if no one here likes me? What if i dont make any friends. Sighing, i looked at my lap, art book and pen in hand. "Might as well get drawing." I sigh, and begin to sketch a picture of a horse.