She stared out of the window after finally unpacking her things. Lynette had been sent out to the institute a little early that morning but was unable to find her room. It was a new experience for her to be there. The young bombshell grew up in a large family but was uniquely targeted by the mutation gene. Her memories of her parents and brothers and sisters suddenly became cloudy when she turned ten. She started deciphering who was being truthful and deceitful and then a tragedy struck. Lynnette woke up and everyone was gone. It made little sense but she made due over the years. She managed to make money by modeling in magazines. But like anyone, the young woman began to wonder what more could she do for the world.<br/><br/>New memories would have to be made here just like in when she was home. Thank goodness Lynnette was likable, or so she liked to think. The long haired beauty grinned and turned back to the door of her elegant yet homely bedroom. She walked out into the hallway wearing a pretty baby pink dress. Her hair was straightened and her bangles as well as her earrings were silvery. The cherry on top was the necklace which read “Love” in a pretty cursive. There were quite a few people wandering about. Lynnette turned and started walking.