She's waiting now, expecting words and questions, distractions. Focusing on two things, the gun and the target and impressing her teacher, and making sure she isn't embarrassed again, that Jo doesn't get another one over her.

She expects the questions. She has the answers in mind. Her concentration on the gun is nearly as important and as such, the gun and the preparation for distraction are the only things in her mind.

The rifle echoes through the forest and a hole appears in the target.

Not dead center. But the best she's ever done.