Sarah stood by the doors, handing out room assignments. She did it quite well, better thanalmost anyone else,  it she hardly cared to excel at menial tasks. Her sunglasses tracked everything in her field of view, telling her everyone's name, age, year. She lamented the fact that powers were classified, even if some were obvious. She only took the job of doing room assignment to make sure she never got anyone near her room who might disturb her.<br/><br/>She finished giving out the sheets of paper, finally. Most of those on room assignment just posted them, but she knew a few things about organization, and anyone holding a room assignment from her could not possibly get lost on their way to their room. She made sure that her glasses recorded anything she might need to know, like who had wings for example. She noted the exit of a girl with wings but couldn't catch her face. She imagined she'd see then again at some point anyway.<br/><br/>She looked the room over again. Her power was probably one of the best kept secrets in the school. She'd never blown out a wall, flown, or walked through a wall. It was, of course, only because of that that she got to use her power as much as she did. Every laptop or server I'm the school felt within reach, except it seemed, for the really good one, but she knew they kept all the really good information on that one, wherever it was. Still, she was always using her power, wether she was exploring a computer with her mind, or just opening a door.<br/><br/>She'd gotten flack for her fashion sense early on, but nobody seemed to hold a grudge, and she supposed that most people assumed it had something to do with her power. That part was true, but it had more to do with her past-time. She knew she wasn't fast, particularly strong, or even skilled at anything that didn't involve circuitry. However, she knew that with enough technology, she could make herself much better. Her sunglasses gave her infrared and ultraviolet sight if she wanted to use them, her arms gave her protection, strength. Her clothes, even, except for her jacket, did even more.<br/><br/>She moved away from the crowd, giving herself space. She sat down near the window, happy to watch the new student file out before going to her room. Hers was on the top floor. It was quiet up there, it had a nice view, but more importantly, nobody with superstrength, sonic powers, or capable of making things explode.<br/><br/>