Tammy gave a little deep breath through her nose and out her mouth, before she even got to the door. This seemed like a good experience, but the door looked scary. BIG and scary. EEEE, how could a seventeen year old find this door scary? It was only a door to a compartment, filled with people.. Okay, so she had a hunch it wasnt going to be filled, but the concept was still the same.

Quickly her brown eyes met the badge pinned on her robes and a tiny, almost noticable smile came to her lips. No more deep breaths, just open the darned door, smile, sit down. It'll work perfectly. I promise. Brains were not handy in this instance. Not at all.

The steps her fett took, where a whirl and she only snapped out of the more deep breathing as her hands touched the handle and opened the door. Scanning the compartment she gave a nervous smile, and a nod. Dom... Chris... Someone she hadn't met.. And Rachel. How on earth had she not figured it out in the pea sized brain of hers that she was still going to be prefect. It was normal.

Blonde roots. SIMPLE.

"Hi.." Tammy mumbled quickly and walked in, almost timidly, taking a seat near Chris. It was easier considering, he was the only not scary one in the room.

And the nervousness was showing, fiddling with thumbs.. That was nervous.