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Chapter 1 The
new girl
The girl, short brown hair with a southern accent, obviously from
Texas, stepped out of the grey Chevy Avalanche driven by her mother, Renee.
Renee had long blonde hair and green eyes. She also had a tear stained face
because she didn't want her only child, Fearea, a mutant, to go to the
school so far away from home, the school for the gifted in Manchester, New
York.
"Fearea, please remember to write to us whenever you get a chance."
Renee said in a calm but sorrow filled voice.
"I will mother." Fearea said.
Renee then began to pull several heavy suitcases and boxes from the trunk
of the vehicle. After Renee finished with that she pulled a small box from
her pocket.
"Mom, what is that?" Fearea asked her mother with amazement.
"Fearea, I have waited years till I was certain you could take care
of yourself, and now that you are about to be 14. I think that you can,"
Renee began. She opened the box and inside was a necklace and a flame-red
charm with the japanese symbol for purity ingraved in it.
" This was my grandmothers."
Fearea looked at the necklace in shock. Was her mother really giving her
something like this, or was she dreaming?
"This is now yours so I expect you to keep it in tip-top shape."
Renee said as she fastened the necklace around Fearea's neck.
"Mom, I am at a loss of words." Fearea said breathlessly.
"Do not worry about it. Now I have to go back to Texas to tell your
father how it went." Renee said as she got back in the driver seat.
"Never forget that me and daddy love you." Renee said as she
started the engine.
"But mother, what am I supposed to do? I do not know anyone here!"
Fearea shouted over the loud vehicle.
"Make friends, of course!" Renee yelled right before she drove off.
Fearea began to cry, her own mother had left without saying goodbye. A framaliar feeling of warmth began to wash over her. She knew that her gift had been activated. She could see a few people on the school property beyond the gate staring but that was nothing new, for she knew that she was engulfed in a blanket of flames. "Make friends, of course!" Was the last thing her mother had said before she drove off. Fearea decided to follow her mother's suggestion. She looked down at her luggage. "Help me, somebody! Please! This stuff is too heavy!" She yelled, hopefully someone would hear her and not ignore her. A man had heard her. A man with dark brown hair with small points like ears of an animal on top. Fearea thought he looked funny.
"You called?" He asked. She nodded and he walked over. He was wearing a red shirt, blue jeans, and had on a brown leather jacket. He also had a necklace with a set of dogtags around his neck. "Do you.............you know...........work here?" Fearea asked him. "Yeah sorta. It pays like shit though." He said. She gave a chuckle. She knew only cool people cursed so he must have been one of the coolest. "What is your name?" Fearea asked. "Wolverine. What's your name, kid?" Wolverine asked as he picked up about all of her luggage at once. "Whoa!" Fearea said as she watched him holding her heavy bags. "Well, that's the weirdest name i've heard all year!" Wolverine said as he began to walk toward the main building. "That's not even my name, WOLVERINE!" She said. "My name is Logan for your imformation. And if im right you still havent told me your name yet." He said. "Fearea." She said. "FEEE-REEE?" He asked, either he was mocking her or he was unsure of the pronounciation. "Fee-ah-ray." Fearea answered. They were nearing the main building. "I got just one damn question for ya, Fee-ah-ray." he said as he looked at her breifly. "Yeah Logan, what is that?" She asked in an annoyed tone of voice. "Why are you surrounded in flames?" He asked her.
As soon as he asked that they had arrived at the front door. "As soon as we go in, we need to go see the boss man. Butt-ugly I would tell you if you asked how he looked. He'll give you a schedule." Logan said. They walked in. Logan walked Fearea through the halls to a door. "Well this is our stop." He said as they walked in.
They walked into an office with a blackboard and some teaching utensels. It probably doubles as a classroom. Fearea thought as she looked around. "Butt-ugly am I Logan?" A voice said behind a chair. Logan looked at me. "Uh-oh." he said. "How does he know you said that?" Fearea asked Logan. "He's tele- something, he can read our fucking- excuse me our goddamned minds." He said. The chair swivled around to reveal a bald man. By the way he looked he was obviously of old age. "Oh, you must be Fearea. Welcome to the 'School for the gifted.' I am Professor Xavier, as Logan already told you I am the founder of this school. And as you've probably figured out, this is a school for mutants," Xavier said. He then handed her a slip of paper. " This is your schedule. Your first class begins in an hour. Well it was a pleasure meeting you, Fearea. I hope to see you in Psysics 2nd period tommorow."
With that, Logan whisked her to the hallway. "Where are we going now?" Fearea asked Logan who was now directing her down another hallway. "Your dorm room, and lucky you, you happen to be in with my best friend Rouge." Logan said as he glanced at her schedule. After a long walk down several long hallways, they came to an opened room. They went in and Logan then deposited her bags in a corner of the dorm near a bed. "We need to go now, I want you to meet some of my buddies." He said as he led her to yet another hallway. After a while they came to a room simalar to an entertainment room. Inside were several people. "Hey! Everyone!" Logan yelled. "We got a newbie!" A man in red glossy sunshades yelled as he looked at her. People began to croud around her . "Who are ya'll?" Fearea asked everyone. "Ah'm Marie, but you can just call me Rouge." A teenager with long brown hair with white streaks said. "My name is Scott. I teach mechanics." The man with the sunshades said. " I teach history, i'm Ororo but im also called Storm." A pretty white haired african american woman said to her. " I'm the doctor, My name is Jean Grey." A woman with long red hair said as she walked to Scott and gave him a smooch.
After she got to know everybody she went outside with Rouge alone. "Why do you wear gloves?" Fearea asked Rouge. "Because whenever Ah make psysical contact with someone, they lose their energy." Rouge said. "Well if I promise I won't touch you, will you take off your gloves? It's like a hundred degrees out here anyway." Fearea said. "Okay." Rouge said. She took off the long gloves.
Inside just about everyone heard the conversation between Rouge and Fearea, and began to watch them.
"You and me, we got about the same accent. Are you from Texas?" Fearea asked Rouge. "No actually Ah'm from Tenesse, but Ah've been to Texas. Which city do you live?" Rouge asked Fearea "I live in Ben Wheeler, in East Texas. (Which happens to be where the author lives!) " Fearea said. "Uh, Ah've never heard of that city." Rouge replied. "Many people havent anyway it's encredibly tiny, only about 400 for the population." Fearea imformed her. At that moment, Fearea did something her gut feeling told her not to do. She reached out and touched Rouge's skin. A small tingly sensation jumped up her body but she didn't seem to lose energy. Everyone in the room gasped. Fearea, soon to be called Flame, was immune to Rouge's skin.
I hoped ya'll liked it! I need reviews if I am to continue! Chapter 2 will be out in about a month or two!
Fearea began to cry, her own mother had left without saying goodbye. A framaliar feeling of warmth began to wash over her. She knew that her gift had been activated. She could see a few people on the school property beyond the gate staring but that was nothing new, for she knew that she was engulfed in a blanket of flames. "Make friends, of course!" Was the last thing her mother had said before she drove off. Fearea decided to follow her mother's suggestion. She looked down at her luggage. "Help me, somebody! Please! This stuff is too heavy!" She yelled, hopefully someone would hear her and not ignore her. A man had heard her. A man with dark brown hair with small points like ears of an animal on top. Fearea thought he looked funny.
"You called?" He asked. She nodded and he walked over. He was wearing a red shirt, blue jeans, and had on a brown leather jacket. He also had a necklace with a set of dogtags around his neck. "Do you.............you know...........work here?" Fearea asked him. "Yeah sorta. It pays like shit though." He said. She gave a chuckle. She knew only cool people cursed so he must have been one of the coolest. "What is your name?" Fearea asked. "Wolverine. What's your name, kid?" Wolverine asked as he picked up about all of her luggage at once. "Whoa!" Fearea said as she watched him holding her heavy bags. "Well, that's the weirdest name i've heard all year!" Wolverine said as he began to walk toward the main building. "That's not even my name, WOLVERINE!" She said. "My name is Logan for your imformation. And if im right you still havent told me your name yet." He said. "Fearea." She said. "FEEE-REEE?" He asked, either he was mocking her or he was unsure of the pronounciation. "Fee-ah-ray." Fearea answered. They were nearing the main building. "I got just one damn question for ya, Fee-ah-ray." he said as he looked at her breifly. "Yeah Logan, what is that?" She asked in an annoyed tone of voice. "Why are you surrounded in flames?" He asked her.
As soon as he asked that they had arrived at the front door. "As soon as we go in, we need to go see the boss man. Butt-ugly I would tell you if you asked how he looked. He'll give you a schedule." Logan said. They walked in. Logan walked Fearea through the halls to a door. "Well this is our stop." He said as they walked in.
They walked into an office with a blackboard and some teaching utensels. It probably doubles as a classroom. Fearea thought as she looked around. "Butt-ugly am I Logan?" A voice said behind a chair. Logan looked at me. "Uh-oh." he said. "How does he know you said that?" Fearea asked Logan. "He's tele- something, he can read our fucking- excuse me our goddamned minds." He said. The chair swivled around to reveal a bald man. By the way he looked he was obviously of old age. "Oh, you must be Fearea. Welcome to the 'School for the gifted.' I am Professor Xavier, as Logan already told you I am the founder of this school. And as you've probably figured out, this is a school for mutants," Xavier said. He then handed her a slip of paper. " This is your schedule. Your first class begins in an hour. Well it was a pleasure meeting you, Fearea. I hope to see you in Psysics 2nd period tommorow."
With that, Logan whisked her to the hallway. "Where are we going now?" Fearea asked Logan who was now directing her down another hallway. "Your dorm room, and lucky you, you happen to be in with my best friend Rouge." Logan said as he glanced at her schedule. After a long walk down several long hallways, they came to an opened room. They went in and Logan then deposited her bags in a corner of the dorm near a bed. "We need to go now, I want you to meet some of my buddies." He said as he led her to yet another hallway. After a while they came to a room simalar to an entertainment room. Inside were several people. "Hey! Everyone!" Logan yelled. "We got a newbie!" A man in red glossy sunshades yelled as he looked at her. People began to croud around her . "Who are ya'll?" Fearea asked everyone. "Ah'm Marie, but you can just call me Rouge." A teenager with long brown hair with white streaks said. "My name is Scott. I teach mechanics." The man with the sunshades said. " I teach history, i'm Ororo but im also called Storm." A pretty white haired african american woman said to her. " I'm the doctor, My name is Jean Grey." A woman with long red hair said as she walked to Scott and gave him a smooch.
After she got to know everybody she went outside with Rouge alone. "Why do you wear gloves?" Fearea asked Rouge. "Because whenever Ah make psysical contact with someone, they lose their energy." Rouge said. "Well if I promise I won't touch you, will you take off your gloves? It's like a hundred degrees out here anyway." Fearea said. "Okay." Rouge said. She took off the long gloves.
Inside just about everyone heard the conversation between Rouge and Fearea, and began to watch them.
"You and me, we got about the same accent. Are you from Texas?" Fearea asked Rouge. "No actually Ah'm from Tenesse, but Ah've been to Texas. Which city do you live?" Rouge asked Fearea "I live in Ben Wheeler, in East Texas. (Which happens to be where the author lives!) " Fearea said. "Uh, Ah've never heard of that city." Rouge replied. "Many people havent anyway it's encredibly tiny, only about 400 for the population." Fearea imformed her. At that moment, Fearea did something her gut feeling told her not to do. She reached out and touched Rouge's skin. A small tingly sensation jumped up her body but she didn't seem to lose energy. Everyone in the room gasped. Fearea, soon to be called Flame, was immune to Rouge's skin.
I hoped ya'll liked it! I need reviews if I am to continue! Chapter 2 will be out in about a month or two!