The ride was comfortable. Idle chit chat between Ororo and Scott, Ororo turning every so often to include they were driving up a long road, bordered by towering trees on either side- just far apart from each other for Sara to make out the fields that lay beyond them.

"We're almost there, you can sort of see the school over there to your left." Ororo pointed to the wide building in the distance, nerves settled into Sara at the sight of it.

If it looks this big from a distance, how big actually is it?

Ororo nor Scott seemed to notice the new aura of fear that settled around Sara, if they did they sure hid it well.

"Now first things first, when we get there the professor will want to meet you. Don't worry though, he won't bite," Ororo winked at Sara in the rear view, "then we'll get you settled in your room. It's a good thing you've come this time of year, the majority of students are away home for christmas break."

"Though there are some still around, the quiet will give you a chance to make friends." Scott added in, giving a slight smile.

Sara just nodded.

"You'll be in the west wing dorms. Don't worry though there are others your age that live that side of the school. So do you know what you're going to do now? The professor mentioned that you haven't decided on what to study." Scott inquired. It was an innocent enough question yet with the power to make any teen squirm in discomfort. Sara knew he was only being polite but yearned for the previous silence that had enveloped the car.

"Uh no."

"Oh."

And then there was silence, sweet silence that continued until they at last reached the school's gate. Sara could smell the assortment of aromas even from inside the car: roses, lilies, hydrangeas, aloe vera, rosemary.

There's a greenhouse, a large one by the smell.

Vines scaled the outside, clawing their way intricately through the brickwork. Frost had settled over the grassy expanse that stood all around the building, signifying the December chill that had taken hold of Westchester.

It was fresh, the frost gave it a shine of sorts- making the historic building glow. Light from the darkness of caves that she had been hiding in these past years. It would be odd (but nice she decided) to simply be free to wander around with people knowing of her true self. Trust. She would be trusting them, just as they would be trusting her.

Now that'll take some getting used to.

The car slowed and stopped just outside of what seemed to the front entrance. Ororo prepared to get out, motioning for Sara to do the same. Once out, Sara's belongings were deposited from the trunk and Scott drove round to the garage.

"Right! Let's get inside then, the professor's waiting." With a bright smile Ororo led Sara through the entrance hall until they came to a set of double doors. Without knocking, she pushed open the door and ushered the younger woman inside. A man. Bald, elderly, smelt like parchment and Earl grey tea. A warm smile graced his features, making him look years younger.

Welcome to my school, Miss Yalmaz.