Disclamer: i dont own x-men!! only Wyatt and other oc's that might be mentioned!!
Timed Love
Wyatts P.O.V
'I cant belive i'm gonna to go back.'
Well, ofcourse i have to. After what had happened when i left i owe them the decensty to at least come back...home. I mean rouge almost went to get the cure, john left, the school was attached,and Jean had...had died. thats the woarst part that got me. My teacher from prevouse years was dead. the only adult that understood me other then my bestfriends.
I wonder how Scott is taking this...how Logan is taking this. You might want me to introduse myself. My name is MiriAnna Moretti or as i liked to be called Wyatt. I am a class 4 mutant. i can create force fields and can create bubbles. I am nineteen gong on tweanty in March. I had straight brown hair that comes to my shoulders and olive eyes. My lips are medium sized.
{a/n: if you want her picture go to my home page}
I came to Xavier's when i was fourteen. and i left when i was seventeen. I wanted to see life for myself,i wanted to explore, most people would say that i pulled a Logan but i couldnt help if i was curouse!
So, you see thats why i missed everything that happened and i feel guilty. Maybe if i was their Jean would be alive or Rouge wouldnt have come so close to get the cure or even maybe John might have not left. You see, John was one of my best friends. Along with Rouge,Bobby,KittyJubilee,and Daniel.
Daniel is a little boy. When he first arrived he was so scared. So i comforted him, and i guess from thier he got attached to me. He acually reminds me as a little brother. As for the rest i guess when they stared coming in i wanted them to feel at home like Jean did with me.
'Fifteen minuets and i'll be back' I thought as i looked at the radio as my CD player blasted The Kill
by 30 Seconds to Mars, as i drove an 1963 Mercury Comet with an Black paint job and dark purple velvet interior. And dont get me wrong, im not emo and shit, i just listen to music on my moods or what song i want to hear.
I held my breath a i came to a stop in the garage. nothing has changed. thier was still the many cars Scott collected. The mini fridge that i bet was filled with beer,thanks to logan. I slowly made my way out the car and to my trunk to retrieve my one bag of i walked my tight black jeans clung to my semi thin muscular legs. My dark purple high heeled converse ,that went over my jeans, clinked on the floor. I also wore an dark purple tank top over an regular black t-shirt. My shoulder leangth hair pulled in to a ponytail. I wore little bit of a light orange eye shadow and chapstick.
I stopped arubitly. 'I cant do this' i thought dracsticly. 'I mean no one even knows im coming...so it dosent matter. they wouldnt even know im here....right?'
'On they contrary Wyatt. I have the knowledge that you have arrived. And i belive that if you did not come enter, Kitty,Rouge,and Jubilee would be caught disipointed.'
I stood for a moment gathering my self on what just happened. 'Professer? You told them i was coming!'
'No, i have not. But if they knew you were here and didnt even come in and left. Well, i belive they would be furouse.'
Why did he have to be right? i sighed as i slowly made my way to they door. as my hand reached they door, my hand lingured on it. ' I can still turn back.' "No... i owe it to my friends to come back home." I cant belive that i was debating with my self to see my only family. ' Breath Wyatt breath...In..Out...In...Out' My heart started to flutter. The beats louder in my cheast.
"Damn nervousness.." I breathed out. I slowly opened the door that lead to the last four years of my life before i left. The place didn't change a bit. Maybe a bit more quiet due to the death of Jean. Her funeral is five days away. Why they are waiting that long i dont know. I dropped my bag on the floor as i looked closely around remebering all the old memories. When John threw a meatball at Bobby for Frezzing his taco, When Rouge first came to the school, And when Jubilee poured baby powder all over Kitty from the stairs. I starrted to hear a faint conversation going down the hall by two familiar voices.
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