Entering the Dorms

After shaking hands with each of them Jennie volunteered to take me to were I was going to be staying. Before I was ready to leave I made sure to grab a detailed map and a rule book. Jennie started to lead, skipping the entire way. On the way down I went over how the meeting went in my head. We had gone over what the school rules were in detail. They weren't too much different from normal schools, however my duties as the head of the disciplinary committee are more like law enforcement for the city and the school.

They do have a form of law enforcement but most of the members were from Battalion the few remaining are equivalent to beat cops. For the city law enforcement I'm supposed to help in extreme situations, with recruitment and position efforts. The disciplinary committee in previous years already had members from each school and younger grades involved but most of the members from last year were either seniors of their school, left the school for unknown reasons or were lost during the summer Alpha villain attacks.

Apparently my schedule for tomorrow included me heading to the district where the disciplinary committee trained in previous years, where the city police trained now. There I would meet the newly promoted police commissioner and assist as a consultant for the department. I was in the process of figuring out what I needed to do tomorrow when I put something together. Every head student council member had behaved about the way one would expect upon meeting a murderer.

Martin was cautious but logical and had been watching my every move. Diego was suspicious and almost angry. Ingrid scared and and nervous. But Jennie who was leading the way now was-at least outwardly- warm, excited and almost happy. So I decided to find out why she seemed to trust me too much. Or at least why she pretended to.

As we approached the limousine I decided to ask what was on my mind, "Not that I don't appreciate the offer but why are you willing to take me? While the others are respectful of my skills they don't trust or like me least of all Diego. So why do you seem to not mind me?" My instincts were telling me that she was not what she seemed on the surface.

She stopped as she was stepping up into the vehicle and in that moment her posture changed. She walked in and gestured for me to follow. As I stepped in I noticed a visible change about her.

While her smile was still there it was just a little bit off.

"It's simple I'm a fan of your work. I know about your skill, dedication and integrity and find it very inspiring." She stated with obsession and admiration plastered on her face. "No one even knew your powers or name until you were caught. The way you left the crime scenes with just enough evidence to link them together but not point . How each target seemed to go out in a way that misdirected authorities for weeks." By this point she was practically drooling with the amount of fangirling she was doing.

"So you're a fangirl and getting to meet the 'artist' behind the massa-" she cut me off before I could finish.

The smile and excitement gone and replaced with a grave look. "Do not misunderstand I don't condone murder. But I was impressed with your skill and efficiency. When Captain Valor delivered the letter to the Director I was present. Every one of the heroes from his team sponsors a new student every year usually it's someone going into elementary or middle school but he decided to sponsor you this year."

"I am a fangirl but I geek out over powers and talents. Skills to disappear in a crowd, remove or avoid a threat when necessary and so on. But I don't have to justify myself to you," her cheeriness had faded clearly feeling I had insulted her. Soon, what could be called an awkward silence filled the back of the limo.

I took a moment to observe the outside while she recomposed herself. According to the map we were still in the academic district of the city. One thing that I learned quickly the campuses were fairly decent in size. It also appeared that most of the campuses were named after celestial bodies. I took a look at the map and it seemed we were on our way to the residential district as she had said earlier.

I looked over at her released a sigh. "If what I said offended you I'm sorry. I signed the contract for here because I didn't want to kill unnecessarily anymore. I had to see what you were getting at."

"It's fine. I get it." She paused and sighed herself. "Anyway back to your question I'm helping you because I think you'll do good here. Also as head vice president I'm supposed to work with you the most. Students from your main campus have this week off as the other campuses have their assembly days. But council, club, and team members have schedules that they have. Things that allow them to recruit new members."

"So I've heard. You all told me I have to me the police commissioner from the judicial district tomorrow to help him i guess figure out who can be promoted. I guess normally students don't do that."

"No but you're a special case your skills as a hitman are similar to those as a detective which the Director thought could be helpful. But other than that your day is free to figure out recruitment tomorrow." The limo came to a stop outside a decent sized apartment building. Their was four floors to the building. The building was a very generic style with multiple balconies, brick siding, grassy campus with a smattering of trees, benches and picnic table.

As the limo stopped in front of the main entrance Jennie turned to me, "Well it looks like it's you stop I've got to be heading elsewhere. So you later." I opened the door and stepped out. "Make sure you sign in so that you can get your room info."

I scanned the outside of the building briefly before making my way inside and noticed a silhouette standing in one of the windows. I was certain that someone was watching me from there. Taking notes of the warning in my head I made my way inside. I was met by a desk that was manned by a middle age gentleman.

"Hello young man, are you here to register." The man asked.

"Yes I just got in today and was held up by the student council."

"Just take some time to fill out this registration sheet."

After sitting down to fill out the sheet I handed it over and was given a key card and key. The room number listed on the key was 315. Taking the stairs up and marking the distance between each exit, entrance window and staircase as I went I eventually made it to my room. As I was about to swipe the key card the door opened and the face I was greeted with was my bus mate Garret.