Dear Professor Charles Xavier,

My name is Renee Halifax and I am 15 years old. I live in Yorkshire, England. While reading an American Newspaper recently, I discovered a unique advertisement that told of a school for the mutants; your school. I hope dearly that you would not find it to forward of me to ask if I may join your school. You see I'm in a dreadful situation where I'm residing, the people all are afraid of me and I have nowhere to go. I hope that you will accept me as a student, for I am at my very wits end.

Yours truly,
Renee Halifax-'Calypso'

Dear Renee Halifax,

I was overjoyed at receiving your letter. You will find it odd, but I have actually known of you for several weeks and have merely been waiting for the time when I may contact you. As it seems, you had the same idea! I assure you that it was not to forward to ask for a place to live at my institute, it would be my immense pleasure. Enclosed with this letter is a plane ticket. We will be awaiting your arrival at the Bayville Airport July 23.

Sincerely,
Professor Charles Xavier