Hi, people, LH here again. I need help with a better title for this thing.

Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men Evolution. I can read people's minds, though. You are thinking 'Yeah, right' right now.

My name is Megan. I live in Bayville, New York. Yes, THAT Bayville. My house is right near the Xavier Institute. Yes, the same Xavier Institute where the X-Men are. I'm good friends with them, actually. But I'm getting ahead of myself. Let me start from the beginning, when I first moved here.

I was watching X-Men on TV, one of those Saturday morning premieres. It was the weekend before Christmas and I wanted to make the most out of today before I had to go to my grandparent's house where they don't get any good channels. It was the final episode in the Apocalypse saga, the one where they get rid of the guy for good. The episode had just ended when my parents came up to me.

"Dear, we've decided that we're moving." They said.

"And why did you do this?" I asked cautiously.

"So we could be closer to the rest of the family." They replied.

"And where are we going?" I said.

"To Bayville, New York!" they said cheerfully. My eyes flicked from them to the TV and back again several times. My eye started to twitch.

"Not possible." I breathed.

"What?" mom asked me.

"How exciting." I lied.

"Glad you like it. We leave in a month." Dad said. I nodded and went to my room. I logged on to my computer.

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Welcome, Siren's Voice. One buddy online. Starting Instant Message conversation.

Siren's Voice says: Thank god you're on, Alex! I need to talk to somebody!

Real-World Bishoujo says: y, Meg?

Siren's Voice says: I'm moving next month!

Real-World Bishoujo says: ?!?!?!?!

Siren's Voice says: mom and dad conveniently 'forgot' to tell me. -.- (eye twitches)

Real-World Bishoujo says: where 2?

Siren's Voice says: sure you'll believe me?

Real-World Bishoujo says: cross my heart and hope to 'port.

Siren's Voice says: You always hope to 'port. lol. Bayville New York

Real-World Bishoujo says: lol. 'porting looks like fun!

Siren's Voice says: u're rite, it does!

Real-World Bishoujo says: wait...not the REAL...

Siren's Voice says: The 1 and the same.

Real-World Bishoujo says: 2 cool! U get 2 meet da x-men! Tell Kurt that he has a fangirl back here!

Siren's Voice says: they may not be there, if they are, I will. Spread the word.

Real-World Bishoujo says: I will.

Siren's Voice says: k. bai!

Real-World Bishoujo says: later!

Real-World Bishoujo has logged off.

A Month Later

"Welcome to your new home!" said my mom. I stared, not at the house itself, but at the place next-door. It was the Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters. There were about three people coming down the lawn, towards the gates. I squinted a bit (AN: curse my bad eyes!) and was able to see a wheelchair and some red hair.

"Aw, wicked!" I murmured. The man in the wheelchair stopped and turned back, while the redhead and the third person kept coming. Then they turned back too. I stared at them until I heard mom calling me.

"Megan, hurry up! We need to get our stuff in the house!" she called.

"Coming! Hold on a second!" I called back. I looked at the grounds of the Institute. Then I turned and ran inside. I ran up the stairs to my room. It was bigger than my other one and it faced the front yard. I sighed and started to put my stuff away.

-an hour later-

I had just put the last book on the shelf when the doorbell rang. Mom and Dad had gone out for a little bit to explore, so I was alone. The bell rang again and I rushed downstairs to answer it. I opened it just as a person said "—your age."

Outside

Jean Grey and Kitty Pryde were waiting outside of the house where the new people had just moved in.

"Jean, are you, like, sure that anybody's, like, home? There was no car here." Kitty asked her red-haired friend.

"Yes, some one's home. The house isn't empty. It feels like a girl about your age." Jean replied. That was when the door opened and a tall brown- haired teen stepped out.

"Um, hi?" she said.

inside again

Jean Grey and Kitty Pryde. Let me dazzle them with my superior intellect.

"Um, hi?" I said lamely. Oh, yeah, that was real dazzling.

'Oh, yeah, Meg, GREAT way to greet Kitty and Jean!' I thought. 'hsssss... Jean can read minds... did I have to think that?!'

"Hi! We, like, wanted to, like, welcome you to the neighborhood!" Kitty said enthusiastically.

'God, if there's one thing I hate; it's the super- perkiness of some people...' I thought. "Thanks. I never thought anyone would welcome us here." I managed a smile.

"Kitty, don't be so hyper." Jean said. Inside I felt relief, but it never made it outside. Jean offered me a plate.

"Here. Kind of a welcoming present." She said. I eyed the plate. It had cookies on it.

"Thanks. Who made them?" I asked politely. The two looked surprised at first, but Jean answered. I already knew, though. They wouldn't want to kill a new neighbor with carbonized food.

"I did. Kitty helped of course. She decorated them. Well, we have to go. We have to study for a test. Bye!" she said.

'Study for a test', my eye. I knew this wasn't true, because they had a Logan training session once a day. I decided to 'voice' my opinion. And that wasn't such a smart idea.

'Have fun with the newbies!' I said mentally. I know Jean heard me because she stopped walking and turned to me. "How do you know that?" she asked quietly.

"You would be surprised..." I replied just as soft. Then I asked louder, "I thought you said you had to go?" Please note that the sky suddenly clouded over.

"Like, yeah, come on, Jean! You know how Mr. Logan is if we, like, got there late! It'll be, like, extra, um, study sessions for a week!" Kitty said, looking at the sky. She grabbed Jean's arm and dragged her away. And lo and behold, the sky cleared up as quickly as it clouded.

Hey, help me with a title, here? R&R!