Tabitha Walker had never been so nervous.
It was a clear, frosty Monday morning in the month of November, and the bus scheduled to pick her up from her solitary position was already five minutes late. The fifteen year-old shivered against the hard brick of the bus shelter wall, the hood of her jacket her only barrier against the biting breeze that blew in from the open front. Each moment that passed felt like an age, arriving and leaving impossibly slowly; yet this both quelled and irritated her growing fear. On one hand, she definitely did not - in any way whatsoever - wish to face the day ahead; praying for time to decelerate further. Yet she also knew she couldn't avoid this fate that had been chosen for her - it was set in stone now, and she wondered why the inevitable wouldnt just go right ahead and put her out of her misery.
Tabby sighed, breath mushrooming out into t