A user of the water element in all it's forms, meaning liquid, solid, and everything in between(as in actual water, ice, snow, mist), your parents, though not particularly apart of the mutant hating part of humanity, did know that they couldn't take care of you, especially when you were almost seen manipulating water, making various little water shapes, amusing yourself. It was then that they decided to send you to Professor Charles Xavier's School for Gifted Children, so that way you could learn how to both control your powers, and get an education at the same time. While you saw the logic in their decision, that didn't stop you from not wanting it to happen. However, here you are, standing in front of the school with your luggage next to you, holding your clothing, with the promise that your parents would write to you as much as they could. Sighing, you start to lug you luggage, not really noticing till now how heavy clothes could be, and then it hit you. You were among other mutants, you didn't have to hide your power any more. Taking a quick look around, you used some of the moisture from the air to solidify around your luggage, and then proceeded to use the ice, under your command, to carry your luggage for you. Looking around, you took out the piece of paper that told you where your room would be at, though who your roommate was, for the moment, was a mystery. You soon came to your room, and the door was shut, and when you opened it, no one was in there. Hell, if you had to guess, this room looked brand new, almost as if it were just cleaned and nobody had been using it. Taking a look around again, a bad habit you had since you always had to make sure no one was watching you when you played with your power, you walked into your room and set your suitcase down, with your duffel bag next to it. The suitcase held the majority of your clothes, the duffel bag was filled with some of your more personal mementos from your time with your family. Then, before you decided to do anything else, you grabbed what looked to be like an old fashioned waterskin and changed the ice to water, and made it go into it before you closed it tightly. You almost always had water on you in the case that you ever really needed to use it. Granted, you never really needed to use it, but it never hurt to be prepared. You then decided to go to the bathroom and took a look in the mirror to see if anything was wrong with you. It never hurt to be careful, after all. As you stared into the mirror, you saw your reflection stare back, as normal as it could ever get. Then you heard a knock on the door to your room and wondered who it was. As you walked towards the door, you took one last look as your...
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