Dead like me
By LemonPepsi
PG
Scott doesn't think he can carry on without Jean by his side. Life at the mansion has come to a halt until the arrival of a mutant with Haley Joel Ozment like powers if you know what I mean :P
AN- Ok an idea I had been tossing around. It will be good I promise.
Roxy had been a normal child, and for that her parents were proud. She was at the top of her class and all the other parents talked about hw beautiful she was, and for that they were proud too. But Roxy wasn't happy. Underneath that layer of perfect and preppy mixed all together was an angry, angsty girl.
Her father Robert Kelly had been an influential politician until his disappearance shortly after the defeat of the Mutant Registration act. Her mother had instilled in her values, well a few anyway. Ok only two. 1- Never ever associate with those of lower social stature than you, especially mutants. 2- beauty and social stature are more important than anything.
The trouble started a week after school started. Roxy had woken up with a really bad headache. She looked around and there stood a woman with short red hair.
"What are you doing in my room?" Roxy demanded.
The woman's eye's got wide. "You can see me?"
"Of course I can see you. What do you take me for a fool?"
"No, it's just that I'm….I'm…" The woman trailed off.
"Your what? A mutant?" Roxy laughed out loud at herself. "Wait I remember you. You were the woman my Daddy said put the nail in the coffin of his bill. You're Jean Grey. But that's impossible. Your obituary was in the paper a week ago."
"What's your name?" The woman asked.
"Roxanne Kelly. But most people call me Roxy. But I forbid you to do so."
"Well Roxanne, I AM dead."
Roxy stood dumbfounded for a moment. Then she let out an ear-piercing scream. The door flew open and her mother stood there.
"Roxanne? Are you alright my dear?"
"Mommy? That dead mutant girl. Is in.my.room." She said carefully breaking each word.
"Dear there's no one here. You must have been dreaming." Her mother looked straight at Jean and then back to Roxy on the bed.
"You mean you don't see her?" Roxy asked, shocked.
"No. Are you feeling alright?" She retorted.
"Yes. I must've been dreaming. I'll be fine." She waited until she heard her mother's footsteps fade away. "Why can I see you? What is wrong with me?"
"It might be your mutation. They often activate in times of stress during the teen years. It--"
"No. I am not and will never be one of you. Ever." Roxy said hurriedly. "I'm going to bed."
And to bed she went. Tomorrow was school.
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Roxy was shocked to find the next day that Jean Grey was still in her room. She tried to ignore her as she got ready for school. She pulled on her pleated skirt and blouse, and her cardigan with the Hart Academy emblem on the pocket.
She went to school followed by Jean Grey. She went to assembly followed by Jean Grey. At assembly, the school principal announced that to avoid having any "mutant riff-raff" at their beloved school, they would be giving tests in which students would be required to place a hair in a genetic scanner that would look for any inconsistencies.
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