In complete awe Charlize stared open mouthed at the woman who had tree like characteristics. She had been in complete awe the whole time, her slate grey eyes wide in excitement and wonder. Everyone at this place was so unique and beautiful. Many things the girl only heard about in the stories her father had read to her when she was a child. Quickly she took memories of this place from port three to port one in her data bank. The bank consisted of three editable ports. Port one was memories, all things she wanted to keep safe belonged in port one. Port two was physicality, mentalities, and practicalities. This included things such as knowing how to walk, knowing how to speak, knowing not to punch yourself in the face when the doorbell rings and among other things. Port two was a no touch zone, as Charlize didn't want to corrupt any files that could mess her up in anyway. Port three was her short term memory slot. She often used this for just storing things for the day and week. It was by the weekend she'd lay in her bed and sort out all the information and place it in correct spot she felt fit.

"I am headmaster Willow, and as you all know, you are here because you are special, here you can feel safe, and learn to control your powers and your unique abilities in your own time, at your own pace, i wish you all happy days, please have a wonderful year!"

Charlize felt like clapping, so she did. It might have looked stupid, but it needed to be done. With a few odd looks, Charlize decided it was time to find her dorm room that she was promised. Placing her suitcase on the ground she knelt down and opened it up, digging through to find the papers she had been given a few weeks prior to her arrival here. Charli didn't have many things, so it didn't take her too long to find what she was looking for. [i]"2-A"[/i] the girl nodded, storing the thought in her third memory port. Putting her suitcase back together she decided it was the best idea to follow some of the other female students, who would most likely lead the way to the dorm rooms.

Eureka! She was correct in her assumptions and made it there without having so much to look at the map. [i]"2-A"[/i] Charli repeated looking at the grand Victorian architecture that made up the bones of the place. A smile crossed her pale lips, [i]"I think I could get used to this."[/i] she said quietly, as she climbed the stairs, her hand tracing across the railing as she did.