"Of course." She raises a finger, and a beam of silver light shoots outwards. "The light will lead you to your room. The schedule will arrive soon, much in the same manner as your invitation to join the school. It's orientation today, though, so I wouldn't worry about that too much. Class doesn't start until tomorrow. I'll leave you now, but I'm very glad you accepted our offer. I'm looking forward to good things about you."
Heading inside the mansion, Lucas follows the light upstairs, and to one of the doors, at which point the light shifts, becoming corporeal as it transforms into a silver key. Taking the hint and unlocking the door, he sees a spacious room within.
More importantly, though, he sees all his belongings from his old room - posters line the wall, clothing is scattered on the floor in just the position it was when he tossed them, etc.
"Hey, you don't think this outfit is too tight?" A woman's voice says from behind him, and Lucas turns instinctively. He sees the door across from his own is open, though sadly the woman who spoke wasn't speaking to him. Looking inside, he sees two girls around his age - one clad in a superhero costume, and the other in normal clothes.
"You say that like it's a bad thing, Miri." The hero's companion, a redhead, chuckles, her accent foreign - French, probably? "Hey, let's a second opinion." The woman turns, and spots Lucas.
"What do you think of my friend's costume?" She asks, seemingly authentically wanting his opinion. "Too tight?"