James sped into The Grinder's parking lot in his old, beat up car. He was thankful that he had dropped his belongings off in advance and didn't have to haul them around with him. 'Real smooth Wolfe, first day and you're already super late. Although it wasn't really my fault that I knocked over my alarm clock in my sleep...' James thought this to himself as he jogged into the school. 

To be honest, he wasn't really sure where to go, but he saw a commotion up ahead and went to see if he could find someone to direct him to his dorm. Upon seeing that it was protestors, James sighed. 

Even though he was a very positive and calm guy, he really disliked the fact that these people were so rude. Why couldn't they just let him be who he was? Jamie activated his ability and began to push through the crowd. "Out of the way please, if you touch me I'll literally send you flying, so don't." James knew he was being sort of harsh but they deserved it obviously. One of the protestors threw a plastic bottle at him, and his powers kicked in. When the bottom hit him, it was sent flying in the opposite direction, and it nailed the guy who threw it in the head. 

James smirked. 

Finally making it through the crowd he noticed that most of the students had left to go to their dorms, he had missed the orientation speech, whoops. He was just about to move on when he heard the unmistakeable sound of flesh hitting flesh. He whipped around to see one of the mutants punching a protestor. James covered his mouth to hide the laughter. 

"Oh shit," he chuckled, he folded his arms and watched the show, already prepared to jump in if things got out of hand.