Mary walked down the hallway of Fawcett central school, her arms filled with AP Calculus textbooks. Coming from the foster system Mary always strived to get into a good school like Caltech, she didn't work to be student valedictorian for nothing.

Distracted by her own thoughts, she felt a sudden jolt as someone's shoulder collided with hers. Instinctively, she tightened her grip on her books with a stumble, momentarily thrown off balance. Turning around, she offered a swift apology.

“I— I’m so sorry, I wasn’t watching where I was going—“