Jesse was just wandering through campus. Night would be falling soon, and with it curfew would hit and she would be required to return to her dorm room to deal with a roommate that hated her. It was the whole gay bashing thing all over again with the girl. Jesse didn't like being in the room with her as much as possible. She was trying not to start trouble. One more incident and she was out of here, they said. She would be excused if she lashed out in self-defense, but that was it. And there was no need to go that far with these people. Jesse wouldn't even mouth off to the people who lashed out at her. She just ignored them. She soon discovered early this year that walking through campus late at night, when she had just gotten off work and still had about half an hour until curfew, was relaxing. So she started doing it more often, until it became a nightly activity that she looked forward to. It was better than dealing with her roommate, or trying to do her schoolwork in the library. No, she didn't do that anymore after the last fight she was in. If she needed to go to the library for research she went into town to the public library. Sitting on a bench in the middle of the courtyard that was surrounded by the different buildings, she began to people watch while others walked through the courtyard on their way to their own dorms after studying, working, or doing whatever extracurricular activities they were involved in. Not that she cared what they were doing. At least, that's what she told herself. Then she caught sight of the girl.