[center][h1]Mathew Frakes[/h1][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/f71c5398-0c94-424f-9c80-522516f974a1.jpg[/img][/center][hr][center][h2]Location: Danger Room[/h2][/center][hr][center][h3]Interactions & Mentions: Open[/h3][/center][hr][hr]

Matt had only his carry-on bag and a backpack pack as he exited the airport. The school wasn’t expecting him until tomorrow but he had caught an earlier flight. His father said it was to avoid press back home. All the press knew in Waco was that his imaginary condition had gotten worse and he was being sent to a private hospital. He hated the lie but if he was to have any chance at a normal life this school was it. He wore driving gloves and a dust mask mainly to expose as little skin as possible. This was a new beginning a chance to make friends where he didn’t have to hide on the farm anymore. 

Matt approached the taxi stand and waved the driver off explaining he would get his own bags. Then pulled out an envelope and handed it to the driver as he got in. Inside the envelope was $50 cash and an address. 

“Could you take me to this address the rest is your tip.” he said eagerly wanting this trip to be over. 

“Sure, thing kid, fancy school you a student there?” The taxi driver tried to start up a conversation. 

“Just finally got accepted. I don’t mean to be rude sir but it has been a long trip.” He tried to sound tired but couldn’t get the nervous excitement out of his voice. 

“No Problem kid, music it is.” 

The drive took close to an hour in the 9am traffic. Matt stared out the window and watched as Los Angeles passed by amazed at how large the city was. Eventually the bustle of the city gave way to a more manicured area with every tree planted just right on large acreages of land. He arrived outside the school grounds just after 10am. He exited the taxi and approached the gate.  

“Well, best get an idea of what I’m in for.” He thought out loud and quickly removed a glove. Bending down he picked up a small rock just outside the gate.  

To anyone watching he seemed to just stand there for a few minutes staring at the rock. From working with his dad, he had figured out how to not project with objects but it was hard on him and made even more stressful as he quickly glanced the images in his head to make sure it had been there at least a week. He had only been standing there for 5 minutes but sweat formed on his forehead and he was suddenly tired. Stuffing the rock in his pocket and putting the glove back on he went over and buzzed the intercom. Hopefully someone was paying attention. He retrieved his acceptance letter in case they needed proof. 

	A voice responded "You are early. Please put your things in the assigned dorm and proceed to the training room."
	
	"Training room?" Matt asked.

	"It will be on your grounds map in your room. just follow the signs to the mens dorm room 8." With that gates opened and Matt proceeded up the road.

The dorms were easy to locate and there was a grounds map with Training room handwritten over Danger room. It didn't seem far. Matt was getting hungry maybe he could grab an apple or something in the snack area on the way.
As he approached the Danger Room he could hear someone shouting something about invisible butts. He made his way in and tried to blend into a corner still unsure about this place.