Makoto turned back to face Phoebe and giggled a somewhat hallow laugh.

"Yeah, I'll be fine." She said, expressing a half smile. Mkoto could still feel the sting of potential tears in her eyes but she wanted to be strong, make most of the opportunity she was given and ultimately make Storm proud of her. "I'm sorry Phoebe, I forgot to give you my name." Makoto paused, contemplating what name to give. "I'm Makoto but please, call me Gale." 

Makoto chose this name because it suited her power and it also actually sounded like a legitimate name. The actual definition of the word, violent storm, suited her and her abilities more than she realized. Makoto had a lot to work through and a lot of grieving to compete before she could progress with much of the training that was to come.

"Maybe we should start with a time table?" Makoto asked, thinking back to how her high school was set up in terms of attending classes. This was a school after all.