A/N: I don't own X-men Evolution or any of the characters except Miracle and anyone else I decide to make up.

For some reason I was nervous, I don't know why, because I am known for being brave and never ever afraid of anything. I mean for crying out loud my name is Miracle Blue. Although I go by Miracle, because I like it better that way. My parents named me Miracle because I was fighting for my life, and the doctor said it would be only a miracle if I didn't die. I am 15 years old, and just became a freshman! During the first week of school, an incident happened, and yes...I was involved. Even though I am sweet, innocent, smart, responsible, and talented, I am also sometimes...impulsive and stubborn. It isn't the first time an incident that involved my "gifts" happened. This time it was different, it was out of control, and I couldn't control it. It's like my "gifts" can be a blessing and a curse. We are pulling up in the driveway, and my heart feels like it is going to burst.

Earlier that Day

"Hurry up Miracle you're going to be late for school." My mom exclaimed.

"Ok, I will be ready in a minute." I reply.

I hurried up fixing my hair looking in the mirror in my bathroom. Satisfied, I looked in the mirror. Looking at my myself I looked at my tan skin, with my long blonde, and slightly brown hair falling down in curls. Looking at my crystal blue eyes, I realize that I really don't look that bad. I really wanted to look nice during the first week of freshman year! I run down the stairs, grab a pancake, sling my backpack over my shoulder, and head out the door. I live so close to the school, that I can walk there. Eating my pancake, I start to head for school. While I am walking, I hear a little chirping sound. I look around, but don't see it or anything, so I keep walking. A couple of miles later, I see a little helpless bird on the ground. I think to myself: I just heard you 2 miles ago, and now I found you. I walk over, and look at the bird. I see that it tries to fly away but can't, which tells me that it is injured.

I look around to see if anybody is around. When I don't see anybody, I gently put my hand over the bird. I start to feel a little weak. After a few seconds I remove my hands, to see the bird flap its wings, and fly away. For some reason I know exactly what happened to the bird, after I touched it. Turns out a cat came across it in a tree, and tried to attack it. My parents tell me not to use my "gift" (the healing) unless it is an emergency. Mainly because once when I was little I touched this animal(it was in pain). I became all weak afterwards, and became sick. I guess the animal was to much for me. I looked at the bird in flying in the sky, and think...well this can count as an emergency. Realizing that I am running short on time, I hurry the rest of the way to school.

I make it just before the bell rings for first period. My childhood friend, Micah saves me a seat.

"Thanks, I owe you one." I say with a smile on my face

"Can I do this out of the kindness out of my heart?" He asks smiling back at me.

"You always know how to make a girl smile."

" Yeah." He clears his throat, and continues. "It comes in the package."

I push him a little and laugh. "Whatever"

It kind of hurts me a little to know that I have had a friend like him, and he can't know about my "gifts". I mean we have been friends since we were toddlers. Every single time when an event in which my "gifts" were involved, either he wasn't there, or my mom would just claim that I am not feeling good. I remember all these years, where he always wanted an explanation or wondered how if I can tell if he is lying to me or not. Or how do I guess things so easily. It is only because of my "gifts." I mean this has been going on for 15 years. There were times when I wanted to tell him, but my parents told me and made me promise that I can't tell anybody. He isn't making this any easier either because he is SO honest with me. Back in 7th grade he even told me his crush, and concluded with: Because I trust you. Just looking at him sometimes makes me feel guilty knowing that I am keeping a secret from him.

I am not only keeping a secret from him, but from everybody else that I have befriended or encountered. I remember one time Micah was talking to his friends one day about a gift for my birthday. Since I have better senses than people because of my "gifts", I overheard them talking about what Micah was going to get me for my birthday. I was going to act surprise, but before Micah gave it to me, he made me guess what it was. When you're guessing with Micah, he won't take the words: I don't know for an answer. Sure he was shocked, but I had to play it off.

Then there was this other time where I was at a sleep over, and I once again my ears heard that some girls were going to prank me during the night. Which I could care less about, but still. So once again because of my better senses than people for one, I could hear what was going on, and when they were getting ready for the prank. Two, I could see at night way better than anybody else can because of my better vision. So I could see where they were positioned. Then Three, I could smell what the prank contained. Let's just say that the prank was a fail, and I had to act all innocent like I didn't know what was going on. The look on their faces was the prank itself.

The tardy bell rings, breaking my thoughts and memories, and class soon begins. I turn forward anxious, and ready to learn. I can't wait to see what is in store for me today. Boy was I wrong, because what was in store for me...was something I never thought could happen to me...ever!

A/N: So what do you guys think so far? Don't worry, my chapters are going to be a lot longer than this. This is officially my first chapter of my first novel on Fanfiction! (This isn't my first novel I've written though, just my first on Fanfiction.) Trust me it is going to get even better! Also I am debating if I should upload a picture of Miracle and Micah, should I? Anyway don't forget to review.

-Sweetcheriblossom