James looked out the window and smiled at the sight that he saw. He had begged his father to let him go here. He had wanted to come here and had begged for weeks until his father finally gave in and let him go. He finally was allowed to leave the house and join a team. He figured that he had to try and be a leader like his father was. Dad hjad always been a leader of sorts. Course he tried his best. 

A lot of these students seemed to have something with them. Most were milling around and some of them seemed of. There was the guy watching the girls in a shockingly creepy way. James was not that dense. Course his father had raised him to be an old fashioned gentleman. He would not stalk around like this guy and the gal was not his type. To stuck up for his tastes.

He walked around until he noticed some black haired guy walking alone by the group with sunglasses for some reason... Well that meant James had to go chat with him. He walked over to the guy and smiled at him ignoring the whole 'I will kill you' vibes. He looked at the guy. "Nice glasses. Any reason you are stalking off from the group? James Rogers. Captain America's kid. Course I don't have my shield." He says laughing trying to read the guy. "So who are your parents? No idea for my mother." He said looking around as he sat down. "Not very patient are you?" He asks the guy next to him. "No need to be rude."