Disclaimer: I own nothing, not even Anya, though I think I'm the first person to write her into evolution. Marvel owns all.
Chapter 1
Bayville High. Ah, a hallowed temple of learning, open for all who tread its ancient halls.
Unless you're a mutant.
"This is soooo bogus," Kitty complained, tightening her ponytail. It was last period, also known as "Social Development," a new program the state had instituted. The students were supposed to be randomly assigned different teachers, all factors about individuals ignored.
Yet somehow every mutant had ended up in the same class. With no one else.
"Tell me about it," Wanda muttered, doing her best to ignore the other members of her team.
"Randomly my ass," Jean added, snorting at the stares sent her way. "Oh, come on, get over it."
Scott attempted to steer the conversation to a more pleasant topic. "So, anyone know what teacher we ended up with?"
"Probably some bigot," Jean grouchily replied.
More shocked looks.
She rolled her eyes. "Hey, you know what the entire school thinks about us, you get depressed, alright?!"
Pietro leaned toward Lance. "This is a new, scary side of Red. I don't like it."
Lance nodded.
Further discussion was prevented, however, by the entrance of said teacher.
The male half of the population suddenly lost the ability to keep their mouths shut.
She was tall, thin, and appeared to be in her mid-20s, about Ororo's age. Her blonde hair was pulled back in a braid, draping down her back. She had nutmeg-colored eyes that looked kind.
None of them knew who she was.
"Sorry I'm late," she breathed in a light eastern European accent, dropping her books on the teacher's desk. "It's my first day here, and I couldn't find the room."
So, they stuck us with the newbie who doesn't know, Jean broadcasted.
Everyone had to agree.
"Right, well, let's start. Instead of taking roll, let's all bring our chairs into a circle and introduce ourselves."
Jean smirked as every student thought, in unison, "Lame!" but they all followed her instructions.
The teacher smiled as she sat down, crossing her legs. "Great! Now, let's go around the circle and tell a bit about ourselves, starting with you," she motioned to Pietro who sat to the right of her.
He grinned. "No problem, my name's Pietro Maximoff, I love mirrors, women, and Jolt soda and I'm a twin." He grinned at Wanda who rolled her eyes.
The teacher hid a smile behind her hand. "Well, that's wonderful, Pietro. Next?"
Lance frowned while answering. "My name is Lance Alvers. And we all know who each other is, so there's no point to this exercise."
"Maybe, but I don't know who you all are. Humour me, okay? What sorts of things do you like, Lance?"
He narrowed his eyes while replying. "My guitar."
Next came Todd. "Yo, I'm Todd Tolensky, and I like my man Freddie here and bugs."
All the females shivered in disgust. "Well, that's…great, Todd. By the way, do you need to see the nurse? You look a little…green."
The class snickered. "No, I'm fine, yo," Todd answered through gritted teeth.
Somehow Wanda, who was now starting to wonder if the universe was out to get her, had ended up next to Todd. "I'm Wanda Maximoff. I like death." Really, she wasn't as morbid as she pretended to be, but she couldn't resist spooking the teacher, especially when she saw her choke at her response.
"Next?" she asked weakly, wondering what she had gotten into when she agreed to teach at Bayville.
Jean slouched in her chair, glaring at the teacher. Her powers had been growing lately, making it impossible to block out all the thoughts surrounding her. And that just made her cranky.
"My name's Jean Grey, and I think this exercise is ridiculous, especially considering the only person we don't know is you, and you haven't even gone!"
The teacher blinked. "Okay, good point. Well, I'm from Poland, originally, but when my parents died I was sent into an orphanage in America. I bounced around between different foster families until I graduated high school in Georgia. I'm the new biology teacher here, and I may be teaching either Polish or German if the school decides to add them to the curriculum."
Kurt perked up at the thought of being able to take a class in his native language, but he and everyone else, especially Pietro and Wanda, sat in shock at her next words.
"Oh! And my name is Anya Lehnsherr."