"Your powers are the ability to feel others emotions, to scream at a pitch that could burst ear drums (think of a banshee) and you can shock people at your touch."

My eyes nearly bulged out of my head.

"Your joking." I said shaking my head.

"No I'm not." he said, "You may not be able to do those things now but with practice a lessons you will be able to master them."

He got up from his chair. I now realized that the people with computers were gone.

He now led me to a room filled with hundreds to thousands of masks.

"Here is where you can pick a mask. And down there." he pointed to stair leading downward, "Will lead you to get a new suitcase that you can fill with clothes for a new wardrobe. The clothes are also down their."

I nodded and began to look through all the mask.

"Oh and by the way, After everyone learned about your powers. They decided that you will need extra training because mastering your skills is going to be hard. Your room is on floor 12 room 4Z" And with that he walked out of the room.

I looked at the mask covering the walls.

Some were pink and had flowers on the and some were black and had skulls on them.

No that I saw were catching my eyes, Sure lots were interesting but none really stood out. Except the flashing one. that stood out for a different reason.

I knew I wanted something with a base color of black but I don't want it all black. I want there to red and dark purple because those are my favorite colors and I only get to choose a mask once.

I wished these were sorted they really didn't help me try to eliminate them.

So I started on one part of the room and started looking through all the mask. I looked behind and in front even under the shelves but nothing.

I turned to the other side of the room and sighed. I would estimate that about a hour had past since I Brody left.

I walked over to the other side of the room and started going through it.

This time I rushed a little but I still saw all the mask.

By the time I had finished that side of the room I was exhausted.

I sat over in a corner.

As soon as I sat down I shot back up. I had just sat on something.

I looked down.

It was the perfect mask.

It covered the whole face it had eyes slits of course though. It was black and one the outer corners of the eyes there was a heart that looked shattered. There was a dark purple line going diagonal from my left high cheek bone to the right side of the mask.

I picked it up and brushed off the dust. It was obvious that it had been in the corner for awhile.

I then tucked the mask under my arm smiling radiantly and I turned and went to walk down the stairs.

The suitcase collection wasn't really big and I saw the one I wanted right away.

It was dark red with black crowns all over it.

Picking out the clothes was easy.

I grabbed all the tank tops with band logos on them like My Chemical Romance, Fall out Boy, Green Day, Panic at the Disco.

I also grabbed the tank top that had the middle finger on it and the tank top that looked like it showed my rib cage.

As you can tell I like tank tops I only ever wore them around the house when I used to be "alive".

I then grabbed ripped jeans a bag that design was caution tape and an aviator jacket that was brown.

I stuffed them all in the suitcase. I smiled. I felt happy. People weren't going to judge me for my scars. They were going to accept me. I was going to get to be myself with no aunt to scream at me and no Meg Miller to ruin my hair or life.

As I went over other essential clothing I began to sing Kidnap the Sandy Claws from the album Nightmare Revisited form the movie Nightmare before Christmas.

I then saw a door that read exit.

When I excited I came across a hallway.

I already assumed that I would have to ask for directions.

But the problem that I couldn't find any people.

So I turned left and began to walk rolling my suitcase behind my still singing.

When I rounded the corner I ran into a wall, or what I thought was a wall.

It was actually the boy who said I need to get cleaned up.

"Your voice is very lovely." he said.

I blushed. "Thanks," I murmured. (Yes its okay to start shipping them right now)

"I'm Ashton." he said sticking out his hand.

I gladly took when our hands touched I felt tingles.

I blushed even more.

"I'm Caligo." I said.

"I know," he said.

"Oh," was my only response.

"Hey, uh um do you need help finding your room?" he asked seeming a little nervous.

"Yeah." I said

"Well wonderful, I will escort this fair lady to her room. Their should be a map of the complex in their. Now were outh thou roomith numberith?" he said holding out his arm.

"Floor 12 room 4Z." I responded taking his arm.

"2 rooms away from me." he said picking up my suit case, "Perfect."

I got this cocky attitude coming off of him but for some reason I wasn't a bad cocky it just seemed different. I don't know how to explain it. But I am going to have to keep an eye on him.

As he lead me to an elevator. We joked about how hard it must have been to live in the middle ages with no electronics or running water. I know it would drive me crazy.

When we go to my room. It scanned my eye.

It really tickled and I giggled.

Ashton just shook his head.

Suddenly a key appeared in front of me.

"Your room key." it said

"Thank you." I said turning to Ashton smiling.

He nodded and walked over to his room which he wasn't lying was 2 away.

When I walked into my room I shut the door behind me and slid to my knees and out my head in my hands.

My heart was beating rapidly I felt like I had just danced with the devil. But I hadn't. I had just talked with a super funny arrogant hot guy. I felt flustered and confused.

I wondered it this is what it feels like to have a crush.

I wonder what he thinking about now?

No! I wasn't going to go off chasing boys. Not until I mastered my powers.

I then looked up to look at my room.

I couldn't help but help my mouth drop

It was amazing.

My confronter was the British flap and my walls were dark navy blue. Their were CDs on the wall by my favorite artist.

The carpet was the American flag red. There were posters covering the wall.

On one side on the bed was two bookshelves filled with books and on the other side there was a desk with a lap top on it.

There was also a new IPod and its chargers sitting by it. I got up and went through the IPod my music was on it.

It felt as though this was all to good to be true. So I pinched myself.

I was still here.

I went over to the suitcase and began unpacking and I began to sing random songs that I liked.

I felt so happy.

When everything was put away I decided to take a shower and then go to bed as seeing it was 11:00.

Wow how much time had I actually spent looking at the mask.

I entered my bathroom and was equally impressed.

As I took a shower I couldn't help but think of how my day has gone.

I then remembered.

I had punched Meg.

I had punched Meg straight in the face.

And the best part is I'm pretty sure I broke it.

It was good revenge seeing as if she was the reason I broke not only my arm and leg.

Those were horrible days. I couldn't really run away with a big cast.

My aunt almost didn't let me go without but then she swore she saw my dad parents scolding her.

At the time I thought she was crazy. Now I'm not so sure.

I wonder if she knows about The Masked.

Did my parents.

I sighed. These were question I was asking myself weren't making me feel any better. The questions wont be answered any time soon so I put them in the back of my mind.

I changed into my PJs and crawled in to bed.

It was the first time in a long time that I didn't feel sad or rejected right before bed.

As I close my eyes I smiled silently to myself thinking of how my life has taken a turn for the best in the last day.