Disclaimer: I don't X-men. I would like to, but I don't.
Summery: The new mutants tell it how it is. Get into their minds and
stuff. Like Out There, you hear what they're thinking.
Chapter one: Life at the Institute "Jubilee, wake up!" Amara exclaimed. Jubilation Lee opened her eyes. She shut them immediately. Amara had the lamp on. Jubilation rubbed the sleep from her eyes and sat up. She looked at Amara's half of the room. It was bright with pretty accents and souvenirs from her home, Nova Roma. Jubilee's half was decorated in an Asian motif. Jubilation pulled out a brush and brushed her long black hair. "Do we have training sessions today?" she asked Amara. "Nope, none we are free-e!" she cheered. Jubilation flopped back down on her bed. Amara pulled her up. She walked into her closet and changed from blue pajamas into a white T-shirt with sleeves that covered most of her hands, a yellow jacket, white pants, and shoes. Amara grabbed her wrist and dragged her downstairs. (Jubilee's mind) Sometimes I wonder how Amara is so perky in the morning. I hate the morning. The insipid sun, ugh, the sun is annoying no matter what time.
Bobby looked around his dim room. Sam had closed the blinds again. He hated when Sam did that. Bobby didn't really like rooming with Sam. He learned stuff about the country boy he didn't like. "Man, he could've at least have woken me up," Bobby mumbled under his breath. Bobby changed, throwing his pajamas on the floor. He changed into a shirt with light blue sleeves and a dark blue torso and khaki pants. He grabbed a comb and made his brown hair presentable. As Bobby headed for the door, he tripped over something. It was Sam's cardboard tube, the one that held his Good Charlotte poster. (Bobby's Head) I messed up. Life is like a video game, full of hazards, Sam, my parents, Jean, crazy cardboard tubes, and I didn't find the secret key. Now I have to do things the hard way.
Sam slowly spooned cereal into his mouth. His blonde hair hung in his face, almost touching the milk. The others would be coming soon. He finished his cereal and dumped the bowl in the sink. Jamie barreled into the room. Rahne, in wolf form, was barking behind him. Jamie bowled over Sam, who knocked into Jamie, causing multiples to appear. "Jamie!" he accused. Rahne turned back into a human and Jamie helped himself up. Sam stomped back to his room to change into his uniform, he needed a session in the Danger Room. (Sam's Head) Sometimes violence is the answer. I think using my powers in a large metal room is better than facing the world.
Tabitha slid down the banister, nearly colliding with Sam who was heading upstairs. "Where ya going?" she asked. "Upstairs." "Could you be more specific?" "I'm changing, going to the Danger Room," he said gruffly. Tabby looked up, "Can I come too?" "No." "Fine." Roberto and Ray's voices floated downstairs. They were arguing again. "It's not nice to call people names, you moron!" Ray was screaming. "Shut up, asshole!" Roberto shot back. Scott poked his head out the door, "Hey guys, let up, you're waking everyone up." "Too late," Kurt was mumbling. Tabitha laughed and slipped into the kitchen. (Tabitha's head) Sometimes I wish that this place was quieter. I know I always it needs to liven up, but enough is enough!
Amara had finished her breakfast and was seeing what was on T.V. Kitty slunk by. "Where're ya going?" she asked. "Oh, like, nowhere in particular." A horn was heard outside. Amara looked outside to see a green jeep. "Like, gotta go!" Kitty rushed. She phased through the door and jumped into the aforementioned jeep. Amara shook her head. "Have you seen Sam?" Bobby asked. "Yeah, he went upstairs. Said something about the Danger Room," Tabitha answered from the kitchen. Amara turned the T.V. off. Nothing was on. "Hey Jubilee, wanna go to the mall?" she asked. "Yeah, but we have no ride," she muttered. "Damn." (Amara's Head) Sometimes, a royal like myself, needs sanctuary at the mall. Unfortunately, the fact I can't drive causes a problem. I guess what Sam says is right 'Life sucks, get over it.'
That's all for now. Next time on New Mutant Diaries: Life Sucks, Get over it: The NM's life at school.
Chapter one: Life at the Institute "Jubilee, wake up!" Amara exclaimed. Jubilation Lee opened her eyes. She shut them immediately. Amara had the lamp on. Jubilation rubbed the sleep from her eyes and sat up. She looked at Amara's half of the room. It was bright with pretty accents and souvenirs from her home, Nova Roma. Jubilee's half was decorated in an Asian motif. Jubilation pulled out a brush and brushed her long black hair. "Do we have training sessions today?" she asked Amara. "Nope, none we are free-e!" she cheered. Jubilation flopped back down on her bed. Amara pulled her up. She walked into her closet and changed from blue pajamas into a white T-shirt with sleeves that covered most of her hands, a yellow jacket, white pants, and shoes. Amara grabbed her wrist and dragged her downstairs. (Jubilee's mind) Sometimes I wonder how Amara is so perky in the morning. I hate the morning. The insipid sun, ugh, the sun is annoying no matter what time.
Bobby looked around his dim room. Sam had closed the blinds again. He hated when Sam did that. Bobby didn't really like rooming with Sam. He learned stuff about the country boy he didn't like. "Man, he could've at least have woken me up," Bobby mumbled under his breath. Bobby changed, throwing his pajamas on the floor. He changed into a shirt with light blue sleeves and a dark blue torso and khaki pants. He grabbed a comb and made his brown hair presentable. As Bobby headed for the door, he tripped over something. It was Sam's cardboard tube, the one that held his Good Charlotte poster. (Bobby's Head) I messed up. Life is like a video game, full of hazards, Sam, my parents, Jean, crazy cardboard tubes, and I didn't find the secret key. Now I have to do things the hard way.
Sam slowly spooned cereal into his mouth. His blonde hair hung in his face, almost touching the milk. The others would be coming soon. He finished his cereal and dumped the bowl in the sink. Jamie barreled into the room. Rahne, in wolf form, was barking behind him. Jamie bowled over Sam, who knocked into Jamie, causing multiples to appear. "Jamie!" he accused. Rahne turned back into a human and Jamie helped himself up. Sam stomped back to his room to change into his uniform, he needed a session in the Danger Room. (Sam's Head) Sometimes violence is the answer. I think using my powers in a large metal room is better than facing the world.
Tabitha slid down the banister, nearly colliding with Sam who was heading upstairs. "Where ya going?" she asked. "Upstairs." "Could you be more specific?" "I'm changing, going to the Danger Room," he said gruffly. Tabby looked up, "Can I come too?" "No." "Fine." Roberto and Ray's voices floated downstairs. They were arguing again. "It's not nice to call people names, you moron!" Ray was screaming. "Shut up, asshole!" Roberto shot back. Scott poked his head out the door, "Hey guys, let up, you're waking everyone up." "Too late," Kurt was mumbling. Tabitha laughed and slipped into the kitchen. (Tabitha's head) Sometimes I wish that this place was quieter. I know I always it needs to liven up, but enough is enough!
Amara had finished her breakfast and was seeing what was on T.V. Kitty slunk by. "Where're ya going?" she asked. "Oh, like, nowhere in particular." A horn was heard outside. Amara looked outside to see a green jeep. "Like, gotta go!" Kitty rushed. She phased through the door and jumped into the aforementioned jeep. Amara shook her head. "Have you seen Sam?" Bobby asked. "Yeah, he went upstairs. Said something about the Danger Room," Tabitha answered from the kitchen. Amara turned the T.V. off. Nothing was on. "Hey Jubilee, wanna go to the mall?" she asked. "Yeah, but we have no ride," she muttered. "Damn." (Amara's Head) Sometimes, a royal like myself, needs sanctuary at the mall. Unfortunately, the fact I can't drive causes a problem. I guess what Sam says is right 'Life sucks, get over it.'
That's all for now. Next time on New Mutant Diaries: Life Sucks, Get over it: The NM's life at school.