Spindash

Yeah, it's a X-Men Evo fanfic. I haven't tried one of these in a while...two, three years?

Benny: Two years. Tried is a good word since you never did well with them.

Anyway, since I have no votes with the poll on my profile, I decided to do this story and another cartoon theory one because the Purgatory did well.

Enough of my rambling, for now. Remember to review!

I looked out the tinted window of the navy blue SUV as it drove on. I sighed. Great, another town, another place, another school, another name, another identity, another personality, another family-another everything just like before. What is this? The sixth time this year?

According to meine Mutter, we're supposed to be going to some small town in New York. Barnville or Barfville or whatever the hell it's named. Not that it matters anyway. Just another cesspool, like all the others, most likely to be forgotten and discarded like a garbage bag.

Yeah, my mom. Raven Darkholme is what she goes by the most. I never really knew her until some jerk decided to set fire the house of my adopted parents while I was at school. Mom died peacefully from a cup of poisoned tea. Papa wasn't so lucky. He was trying to outrun the flames and almost made it to the front door but by then, it was too late. I was stranded in rural Bavaria with no family and nobody to take care of me. I was only eight years old. I spent the next year or two being bounced around from foster homes to school to group homes to boarding schools until my mom found me in some orphanage just outside Munich.

She took me back to America and sent me to a "friend" of here, Irene. I spent the next year and a half having to adjust to a new country, a new language, a new home, new friends and a new life. My adopted sister, Anna Marie was there so I at least had one friend.

I learned English, Spanish, French, Japanese and I think some Chinese in those times. Now those times are simply memories, long forgotten yet treasured. My reminiscing was interrupted by the navy blue SUV stopping to a halt.

" Kurt! We're here! Now, let's get inside and start unpacking!"

Kurt. I haven't heard my name in a while. Not for a little while, at least.

I shouted back " I'm coming, Mom." before I got out of the car. I stared at the place I'm supposed to call home for a while. Oh my god and I thought that junkie group home in Miami was bad. At least it wasn't starting to collapse on its own weight.

I went inside to start unpacking. Of course, we didn't bring much with us since most of the bedrooms were furnished already. I bought most of my clothes and some other stuff from back home. I set up my computer and TV but Raven said that the cable guy would come to the house tomorrow to set up the TV and the internet so for now, I had to use wireless.

Dinner was quiet and awkward as we had Chinese food. Ah, the wonders of takeout. Something tells me I'll be having it a lot...again.

But the first dinner is always quiet and awkward. You have to get used to the routine and establish your cover story.

" You're Kurt Wagner, a transfer student from Germany. Your adopted parents had to send you away because the state was threatening to take you. So they sent you on an foreign exchange program to New York. You speak native German and fluent English and you're smart. Very good in English and foreign languages but not so much at having a social life."

I nod before she continued " I'm Raven Darkholme, a single, unmarried, middle-aged woman and principal of Bayville High for three years. I'm a strict, no-nonsense principal who, despite her personality, is willing to give second chances to certain people."

I'll believe that when I see it. That's all I'm gonna say on that.

Raven said " Anyway, I've already falsified your school records and you'll be starting at Bayville High tomorrow morning. Try not to cause trouble on the first day."

I smiled and replied " Ja, Mom."

I'll try but I can't promise. High school can go one of three ways: it rocks, it's OK and it absolutely sucks. For me, it can be any of those, depending on how I acted and who knew me.

After dinner, I went back up to my room to do something. Couldn't watch TV so I just watched some YouTube videos on my laptop. It was a " sorry I wasn't there for you" gift from Raven. I got a bunch of them when she first found me and I only got a few every year after. Not that I cared.

I checked the clock. 12:55 am. Damn, I was up for a while. Might as well go to bed now because it's gonna be hell tomorrow...