Sera opened her eyes slowly, the sunlight streaming into her new room. She sat up, yawning, and looked around the room. Her bed sat in the middle corner of the room, the head rest slid up next to the window. There was a personal bathroom on one side and a desk and a dresser on the other. It wasn't much but she really couldn't complain. She smiled spotting a small floating ghost pop into existence. This one she'd known for quite a while. 

[b]"Reggie!"[/b] She chirped, happy to see such a familiar face.

[b]"Virginia!"[/b] It chirped back, growing more into focus. It was a small boy with light blonde hair. He couldn't have been more than 10 or 11. [b]"Virginia, I thought I'd lost you forever! It took me forever to find you!"[/b]

[b]"My name is Sera now, Reggie. And I'm sorry. If I'd known where I was going, I would have told you."[/b] She replied, getting up out of bed. She wore a simple sky blue night gown that came down to her knees. It was simple but pretty. She pulled at her hair and pulled it around, fiddling with the tip of it. [b]"If you'll excuse me, Reggie. I need to get showered and dressed."[/b] She told him with a small smile. He nodded his head and vanished into nothing. [b]"I mean it Reggie. I know you're still there!"[/b] She yelled, a bit more stern. She heard the boy huff and then leave, the sounds of silence filling the room. 

Sighing, she walked over to the bathroom and started up a shower. She preferred longer showers, they gave her time to think unobstructed. Most spirits left her alone when she was showering, only the females brave enough to bother her. How must the others think of her? They must have heard her talking to herself... She shook her head, the water pouring over it. It didn't matter. They could think what they wanted. She couldn't change who she was anyway. Though... She took a deep breath and pour a helping of shampoo onto her hand, lathering it into her hair. She didn't really want them to think she was crazy... What if they said things to her? Told her she wasn't wanted? She wouldn't be able to deal with that... any of it. She closed her eyes and let the water work it's magic, washing the shampoo away. Then again, maybe here she would be safe from persecution. They wouldn't think she'd crazy right? Just because she can see and hear things they can't. It never hurt anyone, anyway. 

She was startled by the voice at the intercom, one she didn't immediately recognize. It must have been Storm, the woman with white hair... At the sound of Wolverine's voice, she began to get a bit nervous. Quickly, she washed her body, her thoughts returning to what Mr.Xavier and Wolverine had said to her before. She had training today, right after breakfast. She needed to get something in her system before that rough old man worked her to the limit. Mr.Xavier was kind... Wolverine was... She sighed. Misunderstood. A smile grew on her lips. She could already tell that she'd learn far too much from the people that had once judged her. She needed to calm down and think about what she said and thought before she said it. Maybe he had a rough time of it too. He probably just wants what's best for the students here anyway. She finished bathing and turned off the water, stepping out and drying off as fast as she could, the cold air already getting to her. She shivered slightly as she dried her air with the towel, doing her best to get it mostly dried before she began putting on her clothes. She wrapped the towel around her chest and brushed her teeth quickly, checking her face and hair before walking back out and changing. She pulled on a simple white dress and a pair of flats before turning to grab her bag and wooden staff. She slung the bag over her shoulder and held the staff in one hand. She smiled to herself and left her room, on her way to the breakfast hall.

When she arrived, several people were already there, already all talking and laughing with each other. Sera managed an awkward smile, pulling at her staff as if trying to gain confidence from it. She jumped when she heard a voice behind her. Turning, she saw Reggie. 

[b]"You left me back there!"[/b] He yelled at her, clearly angry.

[b]"I'm sorry..."[/b] She mumbled, her voice barely audible. She gave him a weak smile and went to go stand at the back of the line, her body language screaming meek.