Rise had not had the best summer ever.. in fact it had been the worst summer of her entire life. She had managed to get a job in the red light district of London, the area that men went for entertainment, and she had gotten a job as a dancer to support her own life. Luckily this place she worked at had rooms for people who were like her, homeless, out of luck, and in need of something to do.
She lived above the place she worked with six or seven other girls, learning new dance moves, and songs, practicing in skimpy outfits and showing off what body she had, they fed her to keep her looking healthy, and overall had kept her from being completely down and out. After telling them about her school however, they had agreed that they would take her in next summer as well, and agreed to keep a spot open for her in the house above the club. So unless something new came up, she was set for next summer, and even had a bit of cash in her pocket for the school year.
So going onto the platform wasn't so bad, she at least looked relatively healthy, her skin was pale, and she had definitely lost some weight, her body had a more slender look to it, and she had put on muscle, from all the dancing, but she didn't look too bad for what she had been through. She wore simple jeans that hugged her in all the right places, and a yellow tank top with a jacket over it, her shoes were heels, some of the only shoes she owned these days besides her school shoes. She pushed her cart which held her trunk on it, in front of her and looks around the platform silently.
She had arrived early, and in fact so early there was barely anyone on the platform, so she had no trouble getting onto the train, finding a compartment and curling up in her seat next to the window, staring out onto the platform to watch as people arrived.