After everyone was on the bus Devin did his best to enjoy the ride. He was already unsettled over the utterly random drop a bunch of kids in the middle of a field step. The three security check points were even more of a hassle as two times they asked Devin to give up his cane while they scanned it. Both times Devin kept his hands in his lap. He may have hated using the cane, but without his dog or cane he was completely blind in the most primal sense. Thankfully Devin had his headphones which he promptly used to drown out the awkward silence the bus ride was mostly transporting. 

When the bus arrived at the school the whole bus contingency was lead to a large room and asked to have a seat. For a few minutes he and the rest of the students waited until someone came up to the front area and began to speak. The man sounded on the older side of the voice spectrum. The lecture on the history of mutants was interesting and the available resources at the school was impressive, but the more the guy talked the more Devin felt himself resenting him somewhat. The man talking was the first person at the school who was a member of the faculty and because of that Devin easily attached him as one of the people who didn't allow Nyx to attend with Devin.

The lecture finished and the students all made their way to find out their room assignments. This was a relief for Devin who was ready to find a space for himself and collect his overall senses. When he reached the front of the line Devin heard the female voice say his name. "Devin Coal we have you on the first floor room number 107 I believe we have a security guard here to help you find it. He will also help you with understanding the layout of the place. Welcome to PITY." The woman took Devin's outstretched hand and put a folder in it. He thanked her and after hearing a larger voice figured it was his guide. 

It was a short walk to his room which seemed to be nestled near one of the stairways to the other dorms. He told him a rough outline of the facility and what was directly around his room. Seemed he had lucked out as his room was outfitted with a few more bells than the other rooms. At least that was how most people from the outside would see it. Having his own bathroom was actually a safety issue. It is the most dangerous room for none blind people making it sometimes deadly for a blind person. 

Devin started to wonder what he should do. The guard had showed him to his room; however, after that he had left and given him no walk through of his actual room other than he had his own small bathroom. Thankfully the room wasn't locked with a key. Instead Devin had been given a small brace lent that sent a small signal to the door unlocking it. This way he didn't have to blindly poke at the doorknob with a key. Once he got inside Devin slowly found his bed and then started to feel around the room. 

Several minutes later he had an okay understanding of where everything was. The room was nice. He had a closet that seemed plenty big, a dresser with space for his clothes and a desk with enough space to fit some of his books and other things. Overall he was happy with what had been provided. From outside his room he could hear a few footsteps of other students making their way up to the upper floors where the other dorm rooms were. "Free alarm clock." Devin said to himself.

Devin saw that the school had already delivered his luggage which had been sent separately. The only problem with that is unpacking it was sort of a two person job. Devin wasn't entirely comfortable just asking anyone who passed or even the school faculty to help with this. He pushed the issue out of his thoughts and instead decided his growing hunger was a far more pressing issue. Grabbing his cane and leaving his room Devin tried to remember which way it was to the cafeteria. Thankfully several other teenagers seemed to have the same plan and soon enough he was able to follow a few other students to the cafeteria.

Once in the larger room he followed the voices and noises to the line. He was able to grab a tray another student offered him and after finding the sliding grate he made his way through the food line. On the other side he had their least messy foods. A chicken breast, jello, and some mash potatoes with gravy. He had a set of silverware to use all he needed now was a place to sit. Devin could tell he was one of the early to arrive people with most people either meeting their roommate or unpacking. Since he hadn't had to go through either of those most tables were empty.

Devin decided against bringing his music player as he was finally starting to feel like the environment was steady enough to be more social. For him the struggle was finding places where he could meet someone without the situation of him needing help arising. It was largely a pride thing for many, but when you have to ask for a lot of help you worry people are around you more because they like to be needed rather than actually enjoy your company. The worst was in early high school where Devin would have to listen to peoples dramas because they helped him with something. Still as the room became more and more busy Devin could feel that people seemed to be avoiding him. 'Same old same old.' He thought with a half frown.

With the place getting more and more busy Devin could see that it wasn't really the case of people avoiding him. Instead it was everyone finding a place to sit with their roommate. Having no idea he was sitting almost perfectly in the middle of a table area he wasn't leaving enough room for people to fit their entire party. Still he hadn't figured this out until he heard someone say they was a space across the way. Instead of offering to move Devin simply felt with his hand how much space was to his right and then scooted over a few so there was room for others to enjoy their own space, but also little enough that a conversation could be heard and joined. 

A few people were already turning from the food and starting to look for places to sit. Devin was facing them and while he had no idea who they were he thought it was as good a chance as any. "There is room here." Devin waved a hand in the direction of his left which had plenty of space for people to sit.