The mansion had magic within itself or so it seemed the first time I walked in there. It looked all perfect and beautiful as if everything had a place where it belonged and it was there. these people must have great staff. I thought to myself as I waited at the front door. It had been a long ride over here from Canada and I really could use a rest. Even with the mutant ability that I do have, that long of a ride is still crazy for anyone to undertake. I place my hand over my eyes for a few seconds just so I can actually take a good look round everything. The only looking round I had done up to this point is the one eye sneak peak that lasted a total of about three or four seconds most of the time and that is if I was lucky. I could not allow my eyes to go uncovered for too much longer than that. Although this Scott Summers guy seemed to have the same abilities that I had yet he did not need to keep his eyes closed, and now that I think about it. I could vividly remember running my fingers over his face, smooth, you could almost feel how honest and kind he was though everything, yet there were still rough spots as if he had dealt with trouble before he left. You can tell a lot about a person by their face, I had found in the first place when I first began trying to feel my way around school. Most of the time when I needed to get somewhere I would feel my way around unless someone I know offered to guide me to the place. Other than that I would just, try and find my way round the school all alone. At home it was different, there was not all that much pressure and I normally had someone calling my name when I was being called to come to supper so that worked for there but at school it was a little different I know the feeling of the floor in most places. As I walk around what appears to be the lobby, I tend to touch everything, when I hear a familiar voice behind me, then feel a hand on my shoulder. I turn around grabbing the hand, I am not too sure who's it is, and I can't always be sure that the voice and the hand are from the same person. So I do what I do best, I reach my hand out to try and find the face belonging to the hand, the same feeling calmness. It is almost as if the body is completely calm, and has nothing to worry about. "Kara, it is ok. It's me Scott". Well that just settled everything in my mind, I try to look up and open my eyes for a few second just to catch a glimpse of what he really looks like. He turns to me and looks scared, my hand is still on his face. It was not like I did trust him at all. I just really did not know what I was going to do with everything. All this information was too much for me to handle, he took my hand and we started walking. I looked back toward where we had come from, "don't worry they will be taken care of". We continued walking for a few more seconds. It was hard to tell where we were going, when I felt my foot come to a wall it seemed. "stairs?" I asked as if wondering if he had forgotten to tell me that they were there. "Oh, sorry ya they are stairs, forgot about the fact that you can't really see all that well at the moment". Now that is something that really did not make any sense to me, if this guy had the same ability as I did how could he see where we were going or did he have the entire mansion as it is so called memorized. 25 stairs, I would need to remember that for later, in case I ever needed to get back down them, or in the case I could find them again. A door or something to that effect creaked in front of us, I looked up at Scott trying to figure out where we were going. It was a little hard to find this out seeing how I did not know my way round this place yet, but on his last visit to my house he had told me that on my first day I would get lost quite a bit but give it a week or so and I would be able to find my way round perfectly. After the accident, I could not even find my way round my own house perfectly and I could see that before this blasted thing had began to happen to my body. Although from what I could find out it had not been the accident that had cause this to happen, it apparently had been in my blood since the day I was born. Now out of all the times it chooses to present itself, I was due to start at a new school in the fall, and my parents were all proud of me. That was a good thing I had worked hard to get where I was and now the world wanted to take it and everything else I had away from me. Inside the room I could smell a lot of interesting smells, a lot of yummy smells mint was floating all around in the air. I liked to call that smell The Smell Of Christmas Time, this is because when winter was coming and my mom would bake in the kitchen she would always use mint. It was one of the easiest times of the year for me to actually find the kitchen, just by smelling the air. And this room had the same smell. Scott lowered my hand as if to let me feel what was in front of me. Something flat, not all that high, but high enough, soft, but hard at the same time. It was almost a hospital bed of some kind one of which you would find in a doctor's office. "Kara" I attempt to face the voice "you can have a seat there for a few minutes, I will just be a second in the other room. Just don't get into anything if you don't sit there." The hint in his voice seemed to be serious. So attempting to feel how far the seat went back, when I could feel that the end of it was almost an arms length away I was satisfied that I could sit on it, so turning around I jumped up onto it. About a minute later, I heard the door creak open again, "Kara". So I turned to attempt to figure out who this was. Although I knew I would have a lot to learn, a lot of people who I could trust, I needed to know who's voice this was. I looked at Scott or at least to the area that he was standing when he left me. It was a little hard to figure out why he had left me in this room in the first place. "Kara" there was that voice again, "you can open your eyes, it is save. You can not hurt anything in here right now at least." Being really unsure if this person was able to handle almost anything I asked "are you sure about that. I mean I have not opened my eyes in almost a year and a half." "Yes, I'm sure, I have a fairly good hold on your gift in which case nothing should happen." Although I was still unsure about all of this, I reluctantly opened my eyes to find that nothing happened. No beam! No fire! No nothing! But I could see perfectly which actually made the situation nicer.
As I looked at the person in front of me she was beautiful with shoulder length brownish-red hair that seemed to shimmer in the light of the sun. as I looked up to her I found out that she was using her powers just by the look on her face you could tell that she was attempting to concentrate on the few things that were going to make my abilities run almost out of control. With a smile on her face she introduced herself as Jean. Saying that she had known Scott for quite some time and that she was a telepath and that is what made it possible for her to control other abilities that people had.