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January 5th 2:34 PM The front of Claremont was a very large gate. Past that gate was a large manicured lawn, and past that, was a big, square building, which was where the car had dropped Georgia off. Really the whole area looked less like a high school and more like the colleges in the pictures on the pamplets in the guidance counselor's office. She'd spent a lot of time in there the last few months. The public school she went too previously wasn't too reluctant to let her go, but they did talk to her a lot about the transfer paperwork involved.In fact, she was under the impression they wanted her to go, that it was a great opportunity and that she would get the best they could offer and they'd only heard good things about this school. Not that it mattered to them that she'd be leaving behind all her friends to go to this great opportunity, or that she suspected, couldn't confirm, but heavily suspected they might of been getting some reimbusement for some of the accidental breaking of things around the school. She could only guess really, it wasn't like the school hated her, more like they didn't notice her, which was pretty evident that she was rarely reported absent from her more streniously boring classes. Walking up to the gate, she realized something that hadn't occurred to her, that probably wouldn't be the case here. Whatever the consequences were, it likely wouldn't be as easy to fade enough into the background to get enough comfortable apathy that her old city school had. They'd straight out told her she'd be getting special classes to deal with her new thing. Looking at her hand she stared at it for a few seconds before absently moving it through her luggage and grabbing a brush she'd tucked into the inner pocket. Yep, still weird as hell. Especially since she could put it back just as easily. After that she picked up the trunk and put it on her shoulder like it was a duffle bag. Maybe she'd be more self concious about it if she wasn't, well she didn't know. She was essentually standing in front of the real world equivalent of Hogwarts, though she severly doubted she'd have to sit under a sorting hat. Looking at the square building she shrugged and walked forward. It was Sunday, but they were supposedly expecting her so she could start school for the new semester the next day. She didn't exactly know what to expect, Georgia (the state, not herself, she knew she'd get ribbed for that, but it was really not that big a thing), wasn't really a superhero central, not as much as this area at least. Well, maybe they'd try to be somewhat normal, but honestly, she'd left normal behind a while ago.