Picking and tugging at the hem of her dress in frustration and anxiety, the golden haired girl watched as people began to exit the train once it stopped. She was new to almost all of this and was mostly scared to go and complete the nerve racking task rather than just following everyone and getting off the train. -- As the train started to get more and more empty, she finally built up the courage to collect her thin cardigan and exit the train. Once Saffron saw that people were going their own way to either another platform or off somewhere to have their own little party once they fixed the train routes, she found herself looking up at the platform signs and after a few minutes off speed-walking and looking back over her shoulder to check for anyone, she found herself standing in front of the sign that said "platform 16"-- Now most people wouldn't think that what the girls gave Saffron would be much of an issue, I mean, everyone's done something like this at a collage party or some shit like that, haven't they? That's what James told herself over and over as she stood there by the bench, pacing in short circles. Until, she could hear a pair of footsteps someone close in the distance. This has to be someone who was either in on this, or was just completely lost. -- But of course, Saffron silently prayed it was option number one.