Hey guys, here is the next chapter! By the way, the characters in the story pronounce WIPI like Wi-Fi but with a P. It's just too much to say Wattman's Institution for Powerful Individuals every time. Ain't nobody got time for that! Anyways, here you go! See you guys on the other side! Peace!

Mark read off the list one last time to make sure he had everything. Cloths? Check. Toiletries? Check. Miscellaneous? Check. Electronics? He motioned toward the second suitcase that composed entirely of wires, charges, his computer, and other electronic devices. That's gonna be a bitch to get through security. He took a quick shower, and then threw on his Markiplier shirt, a white sweatshirt over it, and some jeans. Mark grabbed his enrollment letter, plane ticket, and both suitcases and opened his front door to leave. He felt a cool breeze brush his face, and then realized. Shit! My glasses! He was so busy and worried that he almost forgot the one thing that helped him see! Mark face palmed himself then ran back inside to his bedroom. He picked up his glasses from the dresser, put them on, and stopped in the doorway to take a last sentimental look at his room. Man I'm gonna miss this place. He was going to miss his desk the most. It's where he has spent hours recording, editing, and uploading videos to his beloved channel. Mark took one last sigh and left his residence with his entire luggage.

Now outside, he waved down a taxi and rode to the nearest airport. It was a pretty long ride there, so he had time to think. Then the thought hit him. What will my classmates be like? Mark never considered how his peers would treat him. Will some people recognize me? Will they even like me? In his videos he appears very outgoing and social, but when it came to school Mark tended to be a bit shy. I guess ill just hope for the best. He rested his head on the window of the taxi. His reoccurring nightmare had woken him up pretty early on a weekend so he was very tired. All that packing and stress didn't help either. Marks' eyes slowly closed and he allowed the soft purring of the taxi to lull him into a deep sleep.

"Excuse me sir, wake up. We're at the airport now." Marks' eyes shot open and he looked out the car window of the taxi. They were in the unloading section of the airport. He rubbed his tired eyes and muttered a groggy "Thanks man." Mark pulled out his wallet and paid the taxi driver before unloading his bags and walking into the airport. He walked through the crowds of people to the security line. As expected, his electronics bag was a big hold up. Mark had to apologize to countless people for holding up the busy area. It even went so far that he had to be pulled aside and questioned in a separate room. The security officer asked questions like "What do you do? Where are you going? What are you going to use this equipment for?" The entire time Mark felt as if his heart was going to explode out of his chest. At the end of the questioning, one security guard mentioned to the other "He doesn't look like a terrorist anyways". Well that was a bit racist. But after they released him, Mark was just happy to get out of that room.

Mark had to race to his designated gate (A28) to make sure that he wouldn't miss his flight. Only two minutes after he arrived at the gate, a women's voice came over the intercom. It dryly announced, "Gate A28 is now boarding, I repeat, gate A28 is now boarding." Mark stood up and rolled his bags to the now growing line to board the plane. The line slowly inched forward and after 5 minutes (To Mark it felt like 5 hours) he pulled out his plane ticket from the envelope, had it scanned, and before he knew it, Mark was stepping on the plane. He never particularly liked airplanes, it was cramped and the air was always cold and stale. He proceeded to store his two bags in the overhead compartment and sat down in the window seat. Thankfully, the airplane wasn't very crowded and better yet, no on sat next to Mark! So he had the entire row to himself! As the plane took off, another intriguing thought crossed his mind. This whole situation is about me having some "power". What the hell is it!? When will it happen? How will it appear? It would be awesome to fly! Mark's mind was being filled with crazy powers that he could have. Invisibility, super strength, super speed, ninja reflexes, heat vision! Wait, heat vision wouldn't work very well with playing video games… how about telekinesis! He eventually ran out of cool superpowers and pulled out his Nintendo DS. Mark popped in Pokémon Pearl Version and turned it on. While playing, he noticed a women (She appeared to be in her 30's) smirking at him in his peripheral vision. Probably surprised that a 24-year-old is playing Pokémon on his Nintendo DS. Mark chuckled to himself and workedon leveling up his Pokémon for the duration of the flight.

Mark's stomach clenched up as the plane landed. Take-offs are fine, but I fucking hate the landings! The plane arrived at its gate and people were finally allowed to grab their bags and get off the plane. I can't wait to breath fresh air again! The directions in the letter said that all new students need to meet in the parking lot section B. I'll grab a snack to eat and then head over there. Mark made a beeline to the nearest vending machine. He instantly recognized one of the snacks and bought it from the vending machine. Takis! These things are the shit! Mark began to roll his suitcases through the hoards of people and towards the B parking lot, while also stuffing his face with Takis. He walked through the automatic doors and out into the huge parking lot. The sound of people excitingly chattering entered Marks' ears. Turning to the right he saw a group of people clustered in front of a large school bus. Well, here goes nothing. But as he got closer to the group, he could distinguish each individual voice and face. Mark's mouth hung open and he stopped in his tracks in shock when he realized who else was enrolled to WIPI.

Ooooooo, cliffhanger! Sorry I just had to XD. Sorry for the long and boring chapter, it'll get interesting in chapter 3. Don't worry; I'm working on the next chapter now. If you guys are getting bored with the entire story having just Mark in it, more people are going to be introduced in the next chapter. So you'll just have to wait and see! Anyways, bye guys :D!