The Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters
Katerina glanced down at her watch. It was almost eleven. They should be at the mansion of professor Xavier by now. He was well known for his knowledge of mutants and his school was a safe haven for her kind.
The windows were tinted and she couldn't look out of the window. Her face was set in her usual worried frown and she shifted in her seat after hearing the driver exit the car. He opened the door for her and went around to retrieve her suitcase from the trunk. She followed him with her eyes making sure he was really getting her suitcase and not doing anything behind her back. They hadn't talked much during the ride from the airport. She pretended to know little English playing up her accent so she wouldn't have to answer any questions he might have. There was only one person she wanted answers from and he was the founder of the institute.
"Thank you" she said turning to the driver. "Do you know where I can find...."
"Are you Katerina?" One of the students interrupted her. He didn't wait for an answer and continued talking.
"The professor sent me to pick you up"
She eyed him supsicuously,he looked like the typical all american guy. The professor must have been expecting her. That was good to know. It reassured her she would get the answers she needed. He started to walk towards the entrance his hands folded behind his head casually. She decided he was annoyingly relaxed.
"Need any help with that?" he said pointing to her suitcase lazily.
"I'm fine" she said not paying much attention to him. She took out her bottle of water and took a sip.
After going through several corridors and walking up the stairs she got to the office of professor Xavier. She knocked on the door waiting nervously.
"Come in, I've been expecting you Katerina" a kind voice replied.
She woke up with a flash her head rushing from the dream. Her vision was blurry and she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. Her heart was pounding trying to remember where she was exactly. The driver was looking at her in the front view mirror.
She stared back with serious eyes. "What?"
"We've arrived at the institute" She glanced at her watch it was almost eleven. After she got out of the she watched the events she dreamed about unfold. So when the student walked up to her and the driver her reply was curt. "I can find my way around here, I don't need help" She quickly made her way to the office of the professor leaving the student behind scratching his head in confusion.