[i]'Oh, thanks...'[/i] Casper placed his hand gently upon the handle of his traveling bag. Someone, probably the person he saw with it before, had placed it by his room, outside the door. He hadn't seen his roommate yet, wherever he might be. Hopefully he wasn't going to be a slob, or worse, a bully. It wasn't just himself he was afraid for, but others as well. He didn't know what would happen if someone walked up to hit him. Before he'd just take it and cry it off in a corner somewhere but now he could actually hurt people. Was this mutation a gift or a curse? Was it the universe telling him to fight or was it something else entirely? Casper had never been a superstitious person and he didn't believe in any kind of religion. This was all just genetics and whatever, things he didn't understand. 

The boy carefully placed the key in the lock and twisted it slowly. [i]'Please don't break, please don't break...'[/i] He took a deep breath and opened the door without fault. Success. 

Stepping into the room, Casper laid eyes on the small square with two beds next to each other. There was a bedside table next to each and two closets for their clothes. He closed the door behind him after he rolled the case into the room and easily carried it unto his bed. There is was, his mutation. That bag felt like little more than a feather and it just happened a month ago. Out of nowhere, the scrawny boy's non-existent muscles turned into something titanic below his skin.

He dropped onto his bed with a deep sigh and slid the headset down to his neck. [i]'Let's do a head count...'[/i] It was good to know who was who and who to avoid. First off, the person who stuck out the most, Snake Lady. She looked scary, that's for sure. It was unfair to judge her based on that but she didn't really give off a positive aura. She seemed a bit condescending in a way.

Speaking of bad auras, though. That boy with the sunglasses, just being around him made Casper feel like hell. Was it some kind of mutation or did Casper just suddenly have a shift in moods? No, Casper didn't have any issues with moods just switching like that. As far as he know, he was rather stable in that regard. What was his name again? Damn, he couldn't remember. Well, he seemed like a nice guy but there was something off about him...

Next there was the blind guy. There wasn't much to say about him. Casper hadn't spoken to him or anyone else, really. He could only chalk it down to visual first impressions, no pun intended. Just like the other guy who had this dark aura about him, the blind guy seemed to be on the kinder side of the spectrum. Casper and these two boys could probably get along.

Moving on to one of the other girls, she was small and rather scrawny, just like Casper. She did however fall into the same category as Snake Lady. She gave off a bad vibe and she was probably someone to look out for. Speaking of which, didn't she light a smoke using fire based powers? Judging from the various incidents Casper had read up on, elemental mutants were among the most dangerous. He needed to stay clear of her, or rather, stay on her good side. 

There were two other girls, wasn't there? They both gave off a more positive impression than Snake Lady and Fire Girl. They seemed more bubbly or rather, simply less frightening. Perhaps Casper would come in contact with them at some point. He didn't dread it, especially not as much as being stuck in a class room, sitting right next to the Medusa. 

[i]'Okay, who's left?'[/i] Oh right, that Mason guy. So far the only thing that came to mind while thinking of him were the words 'Social' and 'Cigarette'. He seemed nice enough. He was the first one to initiate a conversation when the group was gathered, wasn't he? Well, Mason was probably going to be one of the more social people around.

Speaking of social people, that other guy followed suit. Kane, was it? Oh, yeah. He seemed like a happy-go-lucky guy and he was sure to spread some positive energy around. If Casper ever mustered the strength to speak with any of these people, approaching a social person would probably be the second step, however. Talking to another introvert would perhaps be easier. 

Another british guy also arrived, yet another social guy. There seemed to be a lot of them. He was hauling a bag around, that's what Casper remembered about him. 

Was this all of them? No, there were like three more, weren't there? Casper reached his hand up and rubbed his forehead. There were so many people here and he hadn't even met his roommate. If his roommate at least was one of the people he had seen already, it would be easier to deal with but this guy hadn't even showed up yet. Well, all he could do now was to wait. 

Casper moved his traveling bag back to the floor and stretched out across the bed. This would be a long, long year.