For those of you that like to report some of the most obvious and stupid things I'm going to start all of my chapters like this, Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from X-Men or X-Men First Class only my fictional character Alexandra Masters portrayed by Allie DeBerry.
I lay in bed letting my clear waiting for sleep to overcome me, but I knew it never would. I don't sleep, I can't sleep. I don't know what's wrong with me, but I'd rather not find out, or let anyone else know. There are some other weird, rather unexplainable things about me but I don't like to think about that. Hours passed quickly, seeming like minutes, seconds even. I've never really been big with the concept of time, because it never helped.
"Wake up." my mom yelled from downstairs.
I sometimes wondered if she slept. I guess I could ask but that would lead up to questions, unwanted questions. I could hear the door open then slam shut, picturing my mom's soft dirty blonde hair swaying behind her in rushed curls. I don't know why she bothers to call for us to wake up. It's summer break. But how could she know that, she's at work 75 percent of the time. And the 25 percent that she's not she's doing something else to occupy her time. She says she's busy but I know she's not, we know she's not. It's just a way of keeping her out of the house. I don't really know how long I had been lying down but I knew it was time I got up. Yawning and stretching making my bones pop comfortably, I ascended from the warmth of my bed.
I walked into my bathroom turning on the water for it to heat then went back to my room to gather some clothes. The usual, a plain white shirt accompanied with some baggy grey sweat pants and my undergarments. Soon the water was warm enough for me to shower so I pulled the handle out turning on the shower head and stepped in. after a few minutes I got out and dressed for the day. Instead of my usual detour straight to the couch downstairs I stopped in front of the mirror. I hadn't changed much from the beginning of the school year. Still 5, 7, long blonde hair with blue eyes. But something was different. Now that school was over I was empty just now realizing there was nothing more to me than my friends and grades. Nothing to occupy my time, and family time was long out of the picture. What was I to do now. Just thinking about it had me itching to do something as the words escaped my mouth.
"I wish, ..., I wish something exciting would happen to me, for once in my life."
Of course wishes don't come true but as the door bell rung a small bit hope rushed threw me as I speed towards the door. When I finally got there I composed myself, brushing down my hair and checking over my cloths before actually opening it. There stood two men, one taller and older than the other wearing a black turtle neck along with some black pants sending a more menacing vibe than the other. The second man wore a nice gray suit without a tie and church pants. They both looked professional which made my shoulders slump. They were probably here for my mom's work stuff.
"Sorry Janice left about," I started then looked at my watch for the time seeing it was 4 in the afternoon, "11 hours ago." I told them then began to close the door only to be stopped by the taller man pushing the door open.
"Oh no Alexandra, I can assure you we are not here for your mothers work." The shorter one spoke in a soft British accent.
Who are they, "How do you know my name?" I questioned taking a small step back.
"This is Erik Lensherr, and I'm Charles Xavier, you see I'm a telepath and I knew your name because can read your mind." He explained taking a small step forward.
"No, that's crazy, impossible, I think you need some help." I said taking a very large noticeable step back, unsure how mentally unstable this man was.
'Don't be so sure.' A voice sounded in my head, but it wasn't mine. 'Get out' I commanded mentally and for a second a weight seemed to be lifted from my mind only to be returned right after.
'Holy, … h-how did he do that?' I wondered astounded?
"I think you know Alexandra, and I know that you are a mutant too."
'Okay this man must have me confused with someone else' I thought as I ushered them inside from the harsh weather. "I'm sorry I don't think-" I started but stopped hearing loud footsteps.
"Maybe you're mistaking me for my sister." I rushed out confused and a bunch of other random emotions.
Soon my twin sister came downstairs sporting a black skirt that barely reached mid-thigh and a white shirt cut to show smooth skin and her belly button. She was going out again tonight and her overall feel was booze and glitter while I strayed far from it and put out a healthy snacks and books feel. She looked to her left after coming down the stairs seeing me and two men.
Nodding in approval her response was, "get some girl." making my face flush.
Then I remembered why I needed her, "Wait, Jay, I think these men are here for you." I told her but she just kept walking headed for the door.
I turned taking a quick glance back before heading towards the door after her.
"Jay wait." I pleaded.
"Jay," I said, my voice in a yell now, "stop." I commanded as she froze.
Her actually stopping was new to me but what freaked me out was that she wasn't stopped she was frozen. As in not moving, not blinking, not breathing, and that scared me. Clapping started in the now deadly silent room echoing off the large room making an echo. I looked to see the taller man, Erik was clapping.
"Now, why did you deny having a power if you were just going to use it later." He questioned.
"Because, she didn't know." Charles told him for my while my breath was now stuck in my throat.
Incase you're wondering my character is supposed to look like Allie DeBerry and please comment and review, really just tell me if I shoud continue.