Dark brown eyes scanned the room. "Just take a seat, you'll be fine." Mateya silently reassured herself. She tried her hardest to walk with confidence up to her house table. Everyone seemed lovely. She sat down and immediately tied back her long brown locks. Tey hesitated to snag a roll off the table. "Insecurities," she repeated in her head, "you must break them." She challenged herself and quickly grabbed the bread. Relief took over her body. She then continued to laugh to herself about actually worrying about eating in front of the others. This gave her a new sense of confidence. She did it. Although it was small fear, she conquered it. Now, her eyes seemed to sparkle. Her face slightly lit up. She was friendlier, more approachable, and became anxious, wanting to make new friends and have new experiences. She thought about how this would be her home for the next seven years. Tey couldn't help but day dream about every opportunity that was in her distant future. Nothing could ever compare to this and she couldn't be any happier. "Euphoria." she thought to herself. It was a word her mother used a lot. An ultimate state of happiness, something she was consistently striving for. And now, here, for the first time, she thought she was getting close. The future held so many precious memories to be made...

After finding herself completely zoned out in dream world, Mateya snapped back to reality and tried to listen to what the others were talking about.