<div class="floatleft">(http://teenchive.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/emma-roberts-beautiful-skin-dark-hair.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Adelia Martinson<br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>: June 28, 2016 14:18 AM<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Xavier School: Main Lobby<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>A loose fitting pair of dark wash jeans. Black topped, brown square toed cowboy boots. A plain black hoodie. Her hair is pulled in a ponytail and she has a ballcap on her head. Black square framed glasses.<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong>None<br/><hr/><br/><br/>The long trip from Nebraska to upstate New York hadn't done anything to improve Adelia's current outlook on life. It had been three and a half weeks ago when the incident that had exposed her occurred.  She had jumped out in front of a moving car to say a kid, it had hurt, but the kid was uninjured, and she had since been treated with hatred and distrust by people she had known her whole life. Hell, the day a week and a half ago that the people from the Xavier School had shown up there had been an angry mob at her parents' front step, complete with pitchforks and all, however they weren't carrying torches, so that was always a positive. The envoys had sat down with her and her whole family and told them what was being offered and for the first time since the incident Adelia allowed herself to feel a sliver of hope, hope that maybe, just maybe, there was somewhere that she could learn more about herself and be accepted by others. Maybe she could convince herself that she wasn't a monster.<br/><br/>The week following the visit Adelia found herself packing up her things in boxes and she mailed them off to the school, addressed to the school with a notation saying that they were hers. After that she and her parents planned the trip and she insisted on loading up her bike and taking it with. They had made the twenty-four hour trip in a day and a half, the half a day being spent cratered in a motel so they could all catch some sleep. Her parents had unloaded her at the beginning of the driveway into the school proper an hour ago and she had spent a vast majority of that hour composing herself so she wouldn't show up at the school as a blubbering mess. She loved her parents but didn't want to stretch the good bye out anymore than necessary because if she did then she would be even more of a mess and it would take forever to get them to go.<br/><br/>Instead of that emotional scene Adelia opted to have her parents drop her off and she could ride her bike the rest of the way in, she might as well make an entrance. As she rode up the long drive she found that the school was secreted away in amongst what seemed to be a deciduous forest, and she loved it. Once the school came into view she was stunned. It was massive. She rode her bike into what appeared to be a paved courtyard and stopped it off to the right side of what she was assuming was the main entrance. She killed the engine and set the kickstand before she stepped off and pulled the keys. She couldn't help but gawk at the manor, she had never seen a house this massive in person. She shook herself free of the awe and closed her gaping mouth, she had a mission to accomplish so to speak, she needed to find whoever was in charge.<br/><br/>With that thought she tugged at the straps of her backpack and walked in the front doors and she found herself awed again. The entryway was done in beautiful hardwoods, the whole place was practically dripping with class and all of a sudden Adelia felt extremely out of her element. This was obviously a high class type school, and she was a country bumpkin who didn't do fashion, she did jeans, hoodies, boots, ballcaps, and t-shirts. She glanced nervously from side to side, hoping to bump into someone that would know where she needed to go. She looked down at the paperwork that she had clutched in her hand, she could do this, time to find someone to help her navigate the huge ass manor!