You were a new body at this particular school in Scotland. Being an exchange student from your home state, this was a big adjustment. Moving to Edinburgh

Joe watched as you walked through those tall black gates leading to the recess yard. This is his empire, his realm.

He only watched your movements . . . comparing you to a little bird. Soft flutters by your steps. Unsure of which space you would be welcomed as the new territory settled before you.

He murmured

"little bird"