Change Isn't Always Good
He kept his eyes straight forward as he sat before M'gann on the ship. A backpack was at his feet filled with their proper documents in case this school was the one they decided to register with. It has a great history department, something he was really interested in. Conner glanced back at M'gann through the reflection of the glass in front of them. They had argued once again. And were giving each other the silent treatment.
"We should be arriving soon."









