Disclaimer: I do not own x-men. The cool talented people at Marvel comics do. Please do not sue me. However I did create the character named Miller. Please don't steal my character.
Jean and Kitty spotted a 15-year-old girl sitting on a bench at the bus station looking nervous. The two took a deep breath and walked over to her. Once they got close enough they saw that she was wearing a black skirt that stop- ped about one inch below her knee. She had a pink sleve- less turtle neck and black sandals on. She wore black leather gloves over her hands. At that instant Kitty thought, Maybe she has Rogue's powers in her hands. She has black hair with brown high- lights on the tips. Right next to her a short trimmed Pomeranian dog is in a dog carrier.
"Hello." Jean breaks the ice. "Are you Miller?"
"Yes" She replies.
"We're in the mansion so we're gonna be around. I'm Jean"
Kitty cuts in, "And I'm Katherine, but you can call me Kitty. You're gonna love Bayville! Can I hold your cute dog?"
"Sure. You can call me Millie. I wanted everyone back home to call me that but instead they called me Miller-Ann" Millie says. She's not so nervous anymore. "So what are we waiting for? Let's go!" They hop into Jean's incredible car.
Jean and Kitty spotted a 15-year-old girl sitting on a bench at the bus station looking nervous. The two took a deep breath and walked over to her. Once they got close enough they saw that she was wearing a black skirt that stop- ped about one inch below her knee. She had a pink sleve- less turtle neck and black sandals on. She wore black leather gloves over her hands. At that instant Kitty thought, Maybe she has Rogue's powers in her hands. She has black hair with brown high- lights on the tips. Right next to her a short trimmed Pomeranian dog is in a dog carrier.
"Hello." Jean breaks the ice. "Are you Miller?"
"Yes" She replies.
"We're in the mansion so we're gonna be around. I'm Jean"
Kitty cuts in, "And I'm Katherine, but you can call me Kitty. You're gonna love Bayville! Can I hold your cute dog?"
"Sure. You can call me Millie. I wanted everyone back home to call me that but instead they called me Miller-Ann" Millie says. She's not so nervous anymore. "So what are we waiting for? Let's go!" They hop into Jean's incredible car.