Author's note: See, it's in English now. (:
Disclaimer: I still don't own X-Men. Sadly, Stan Lee won't let me buy X-Men from him. All I own is the girl, Alizabeth.
My name is Alizsabeth, I'm 13 years old and this is my story.
It all started years ago when I was 6. I met a boy a few years older than me named Remy LeBeau. He was cute, nice, funny. The perfect charmer. We were friends for a year or so until my family moved away. With my dad in the Military we moved a lot. Sometimes, like this time, over seas. My new home was in Nova Roma, Brazil.
A place I had only heard about. When I first got there I was in awe. It was the most amazing place I had ever seen. I made friends quickly and fit in better than I had expected. I guess its from moving so much, I had learned to fit in anywhere. My best friend was a girl, a year older than me named Amara. She however left, she couldn't tell me much but she told me she was going to a school in New York. A school for gifted. I wondered why she would be going to a school like that but she wouldn't tell me.
Now I know why. Xavier's school for the gifted is now my home. I've called New Orleans home. I've called Nova Roma home. But now I know, Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters is my home. Now I understand.
I understand that home is where you fit in. Home is a place where people won't look at me weird because of my powers. Home is where friends stand by you.
Here at Xavier's I have people who accept me as me. Here people don't look at me weird for my red and black eyes or the shadow that drifts near me. Here I have Amara, a friend for as long as I've known her and she always will be.
I've been here for a year now. I miss my mom and dad but I have Amara and my other friends here. A few weeks back Xavier brought in a boy. He's a year or two older than me. He's cute, nice, funny. Basically everything Remy was. I soon realized he is Remy. We started hanging out all the time. I hadn't even noticed his eyes. They must have changed around the same time as mine because now they were red on black, exactly like mine.
Amara was the one who pointed it out. She asked how I knew him so I explained we had been friends back in New Orleans. She trusted me, but she did seem skeptical.
I was confused so I went to the Professor. I asked him if there was a reason for Amara to be skeptical. At first he had no reason. A few weeks later he came back to me with some newfound information. He told me that Remy is my brother. After his-our parents abandoned him they had me. They didn't want me so they gave me away, just like they did with Remy. I however ended up in a good family, whereas Remy ended up a thief.
Knowing now that he's my brother I look at him and think about him differently. I've never told very many people. I told Amara, as she was the closest to me and I told Remy. At first he didn't believe me, but now he does. He knows that we are siblings. We have the same eyes and similar powers. Now he calls Xavier's school home as well.
This is home.