And she came tumbling after. [#6, Fem]

"Room Six..." A voice echoed in front of the dorms. Gen, having finally arrived at the dorms after countless wrong turns and asking passing people rather poorly, she was relieved to know that she won't be needing to sleep in the corridor or something tonight.

As she entered the room, she realized all her stuff were already here; the travel bag looked as if it had waited for Gen to finally release it from its inside contents. She did so willingly, and her contents were now visible on her bed where the bag was; black hoodie and pants, white shirts [multiples of the same clothing as she wore], other relevant smaller clothing and items that everyone has and such. She took off her mirrored glasses, carelessly dropping them on her clothes on the bed; her heterochromic eyes scanned her new room. It looked as though she was going to share it with someone. She was sure the person's name was on that list at the front, but she didn't check; after all, what was the chance of recognizing that person's name when the only name she knew was Santana?

Pushing her stuff on the bed to one side, Gen landed on her stuff-free side of the bed with a satisfied thump, looking up at the ceiling. She went silent, evening out her breathing as well, and listened, wondering what she'd hear in this room.

Santana walked to the dorms. She had checked her room number earlier. She didn't know who she was rooming with, nor did she care. They would probaly end up asking to switch once they saw her bruise riddled face and scar. She walked into dorm 6. Tripping slightly over the floor, but catching herself before falling. She saw a girl lying on one of the beds. Santana walked closer. "Oh, hey Gen" she said seeing the other girl. She grabbed one of her bags and opened it up. This was the bag with her favorite things. Reaching in she pulled out a wrapped object that looked like a picture frame. As she gently unwrapped it she felt tears well up in her eyes. She quickly wiped them away as she finished unwrapping the picture. It was her and her brother. They were smiling, laughing, and had their arms around each others shoulders. She placed the picture on her bedside table. She had a few other pictures. All were of her and her brother, and some with her neighbor who housed them when they were hiding from their parents. She would completely unpack later. She turned to Gen, the girl had her sunglasses off, and Santana now knew why she had worn them. But she didn't care. She didn't really care what other people looked like, it was about how they acted.

This time, Gen did hear the approaching person. Well, it was thanks to them tripping, but hey, noticing is noticing.

What was interesting was that, out of all the possible students to come in, it was Santanna who was to share the room with. Gen sent a greeting back at the scarred girl with a soft smile in reply.

When she turned back to face Gen after going through her stuff, she carefully opened her mouth.

"Well, we seem to be meeting together quite often, so nice to meet you again; as you can see, I don't look... quite normal, what with my eyes, so people tends to treat me differently. Sorry about hiding it before," She said with a sad smile; people tends to sympathize a little when they're dealing with someone who're in a similar situation. That was what Gen was aiming for, so that she'll more or less have an ally during her stay in Greenwood.

"In any case, since you're here in this academy, I'm guessing you have some interesting powers under your sleeves?"

Santana smiled as Gen commented on them seeing each other often. She nodded at Gen's coment about her eyes. "I totally understand I usually try to hide my face, an well my arms and legs and neck. You'll probably figure out why soon. " she said. She realized she was still wearing her green sweatshirt. "Yea, I have lightning abilities, or whatever. Sure does explain a lot." she said. "What about you?" she smiled. Then she walked over and opened a window. "Do you mind? " she could feel a storm was coming later and she wanted to enjoy the build up. She turned back to Gen. "As you can tell I'm not exactly normal either so I guess we are both the outsiders." she commented.

Thankfully, Santana didn't seem offended by her; that was good. But her arms and legs and neck? Gen wondered just how many physical markings the girl had.

"Wow, lightning, huh?" she replied. "I have spiritual abilities; hearing and controlling them, abeit poor at it. Oh, I don't mind," she added; the outside air would be refreshing to have in the dorms, and so she agreed in having the windows open.

Gen couldn't help but smile at the word 'outsider'. How long has she felt that way? No one seemed to be like her, no one ever really understood what she needed...

"Hey, why don't we let our powers loose outside to, you know, just have fun?" She called out jokingly, to eliminate the sudden negativity she was beginning to feel.

Santana smiled when Gen mentioned her abiligies, "Spirit, thats cool." She said. She laughed at Gen's suggetion to let their powers loos. "Alright, but we cant get caught. I promised my b--- somebody, I wouldnt get in trouble" she caught herself at the word brother, she missed him so much, once again she felt like crying but she only did that when she was alone, or with just her brother. She looked out the window, spoting a spot on the ground she sent lightning racing towards it, stoping it right above the ground, she watched the sparks fly around the point of lightning. She smiled for the first time in ages.