Character sketch- Julia
She sighs, her shoulders drooping. The door to the classroom is propped open by her arm, also holding a load of books. Her face is slightly red, her breath uneven, as though she was trying to hide that she had nearly run here in the hope of getting an end seat. Her eyes scan the room feeling the other student’s reflexive stare boring through her skull. She tries to locate an empty seat without making eye contact. She knows the students aren’t really judging her, but she can still feel her face beginning to burn an even darker red. She pushes a stray piece of windblown hair back behind her ear and hesitantly moves toward the side of the room, finally leaving the door to close. She is not small, but looks like she is trying to be--her head is almost low enough to be at the level of her shoulders; then again, her shoulders are almost scrunched up enough to be at the level of her head. She clutches her books closer to her chest as she approaches a row of seats, where one of the last remaining spots waits in the direct center. Taking a deep breath to prepare herself, she begins to slowly climb to the folding chair, incessantly apologizing to everyone she accidentally steps on, even though everyone knows it’s not her fault. The rows are far too close together for a class of this size, and the room even smaller.