Ok this is after x3 only the professor didn't die and Rogue didn't get the cure enjoy!

'Oh my god!' I thought one day. 'I can't believe it! I'm 150 years old and I've never been to a public school.'

Don't ask me why this random thought occurred to me one day or why I decided to enforce it. I think I had one too many beers that day. (Hey, I'm well over the legal drinking age, so don't judge me)

So here I am at this tiny town in the middle of nowhere. Forks, Washington, so far away from West Chester.

I'm living alone, but if I ever need a parent, Storm agreed to be my "mom."

So, I bet I caught you off guard with that 150 year old thing. Let me explain my very complicated world to you.

I'm a mutant. I can heal fast, like really fast, as in you can shoot me in the head and the bullet will just sort of fall out of my head. I have claws that were originally bone, but some psycho military guy had my bones coated with adamantium, an indestructible metal, so now my claws are 100% metal. They're deadly. I have a brother who is like me. His name is Logan, but he goes by Wolverine sometimes. Just like my real name is Bella, but I go by Swan. I guess it's a mutant name. Just like Storm's real name is Ororoe. Scott used to go by Cyclops before Jean killed him because she went all psychopath. That was a hard time and I don't like to talk about it.

Anyway, back to me. I don't know exactly when or where Logan and I were born. You see, when we had our bones coated with adamantium, we had our memories erased. Logan got it worse than I did. I remembered how old we were, but I didn't remember much more after that, except the horrible transformation. The transformation was all Logan remembered. We've gotten more memories since we've discovered each other again. (We were separated after the transformation because us together would be too deadly) I remember that I disguised myself as a boy to sign up for the military. Logan and I were in the Civil, World War 1 and 2, and Vietnam wars. Maybe more, but those are the ones I remember.

For 15 years, after the transformation we wandered aimlessly throughout the world, not knowing who, or what, we were. That is until we met up at the Professors school. We were both hit by a wave of memories when we saw each other. (If u haven't seen xmen, look it up. I don't feel like explaining it)

The Professor is also a mutant. He is hugely telepathic, and psychic. I live at his school now; well technically I live in this town called Forks now. I'm starting school on Monday, wish me luck.

I was going to stop here but I'm too eager to write this story.

Monday

I grabbed my backpack and got on the motorcycle Logan bought me before I came here. I'm going to school here because I want to know what public school is like. I'm going for two years and then I'm out. I pulled up in the parking lot and I felt a lot of stares on me. I'm stuck in a 17-year-old body. Great.

I just hope Mystique isn't one of these students. (FYI Mystique never got the cure)

So how do you like it? R&R plz!

It would make me very happy! Plz plz plz