Day 2

From the shower to dinner in the mess hall, everything went off without another “encounter”. I ate in silence away from the other students, the dinner wasn't even remotely interesting to make a note of. By the end of eating my boring dinner I felt a hand brush my shoulders and there went Monet, licking her lips at me as she walked past. I couldn't help but notice her outfit as she went, a skin-tight brightly colored suit, made her ass look great though. Did all faculty wear these sexy uniforms, I wonder what the guys wore latex? That got me chuckling. Although if these were the conditions I was up against I needed to have eyes in the back of my head. To have to watch my backside of pure carved from stone ass in rubber tight spandex was just truly agonizing. I did not want every girl in this school to be wrapped around my finger and having a little alone time did not sound so bad now.

That idea lead me to my dorm, but when I reached it I noticed a piece of paper tacked to the outside of my door. It read, "Unfortunately no student has been selected to accompany you in you dormitory, please feel free to make inquiries if you potential roommate at the administrative offices." Yes! The whole idea of the dorm to myself was exhilarating. I would never have to explain the endless revolving door of women walking through. I wouldn't find out how a relationship would be strained if my powers influenced their girlfriend or keep the female teachers from getting fired by some preppy policy follower. Then I thought maybe that they are accommodating my powers and doing it covertly as to not upset my feelings. Oh well, I’m too tired to put much thought into this and I let myself go limp onto the bed.

The morning came, which thanks to the telepathic announcement was six in the morning! It announced, "All students are to gather in the lecture hall to be assigned academic advising teachers". I threw something on quick and made my way down the hall until I saw a line of starry-eyed kids my age. The girl from the bus was in the crowd of students, kinda hard not to miss, because she was jumping up and down in frantic need of my attention. She blew me a kiss as I walked past her towards the end of the line. I didn't even try to use her to get me farther up the line, I wanted to do something without my powers for once. So I walked to the back of the line. The only problem was that I grazed an arm on the way back here, not even noticing it.

That person silently paced behind me and made her way to the back of the line with me. I didn’t even notice her until she was right next to me. She then pushed me against the wall, hard and started to rub my crotch. She started to sexually taunt me, but her lips weren’t moving. More words made their way into my head, her name was one of them: Esme. I instantly remembered that telepathy was a common mutation for mutants. Then, before another moment's thought, her lips meant mine. She pulled back and it felt like something cold had been taken from my mouth, it felt good.

“Something to remember me by” Esme said. She even did a sexy little walk back down to her spot in line, I knew at that point that she was going to be trouble.

The doors finally opened and the line started to move. Snail's pace as it were, but move it did. I took notice of where most of the students congregated, first was the ragtag group of leather clad ruffians near the exit, then the upper class holding the front rows down, and finally the outcasts that were littered in between the two. I followed the lead of the outcasts and choose a random seat in between the upper class and leather ruffians, but not too close to any outliers. More students eventually poured into the lecture hall and by the time everyone was in, only a few seats separated me from any actual student contact.

"Whew, that was nerve racking" I muttered to myself.

The lights went out and then monitors descended from hidden ceiling compartments, slowly humming to life. On the screens were a list of names, names of professors and students grouped into them. Then the lights came back up, centering on five people on the stage. The first person introduced herself as Professor Braddock, my purple haired lover I met in the shower. The second person was Storm, or as she preferred to be addressed Professor Monroe. The two guys next to her was red sunglasses wearing Professor Summers and a short hairy guy named Professor Logan. And finally the last professor to be introduced was a gorgeous red-head named Professor Grey. She seemed to be a little lovey-dovey with Professor Summers, I could tell by their stolen glances. If I ended up with either Professor Braddock or Grey then it would be a godsend.

I saw my name on one of the monitor's and it looks like I ended up with...