Lucy Madrid it to her room without interruption, binded to the fact that she was universally ignored by most and only talked to if needed.  She liked it this way and was even more pleased her roommate was gone for now. She set her one bag on her bed and laid next to it.  She was not in the mood for anything. In all actiallity she was never. She didn't want to do this stupid "oh my god where have you been? " bullshit.  She knew the name of her roommate but that didn't matter now, later, or ever.  She was in her Zen now.  She was told that was the best way to channel your powers, but she knew that was bullshit. 
Now she didn't have powers. 
For now 
She sat in her little cocoon of blankets. 
She wanted to skip orientation. 
Please