Authors Note:
My second story, YAY! I just have a few announcements to make…
This IS a X-men fic, but no one you know is in the first chap. So be patient they'll be coming shortly.
If there's a ( ) sign it means someone is thinking
If there's a / sign it means someone is speaking Norwegian, or another language.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, except for whom I own, which is Thora. Enjoy the fic.
" Amanda do you have ze history notes from yesterday?" A girl with a thick Norwegian accent asked from behind her locker door.
" Ummmm, yha here you go." Amanda searched through her incredibly unorganized locker and pulled out several sheets of paper with notes sloppily written on them. " But, I don't think they'll be much help." She said giddily while passing her them.
" It is fine. It has just been so hard getting organized since ze move."
" Ah, yes. The beautiful foreigner hailing from Norway." Amanda said with a humorous announcers voice. And she, Thora Vulva was truly beautiful. Her face was like an angel with sparkling blue eyes and ruby red lips. Her hair was as long and as golden as the fields of wheat that her father had grown on the farm. Two braids were loosely tied together behind her, sort of forming a golden halo around her head. Thora wore a pair of light denim blue jeans with a pattern of red roses running down along the side of her left leg. She wore a pair of simple white sandals with a small heel to them. Her shirt was a thin white blouse with lightly frilled bell sleeves. From where her shoulders started the sleeves had been cut off and was replaced with thick white netting. Around her neck a black lace ribbon with a lightning bolt hanging from it. Thora's father had given it to her when she was a child.
(/ Thora do you know what your name means/ No papa. / It means the women form of Thor, the grate God of thunder. / Like how are last name means 'spirited warrior'/Exactly! Here I want you to have this. I was going to wait until your eighteenth year, but I think you should have it now. / He tied the necklace around her neck and said/ Remember, the Gods are always smiling upon you, no matter where you are. / Thora wrapped her father in a hug / I know papa, thank you. / Your welcome, my little Thora. /) She would never forget that day. Now 13 years later, Thora was no longer a little girl of 5, but a young woman of 18.
Thora had barely been in school for a week, but that hadn't stopped from almost every boy in the High School from asking her out. And each time she had politely said no, but that hadn't stopped one senior, David Plevniak from constantly trying over and over again. " Well, well, well if it isn't my favorite girl, how ya been?" David asked while shutting her locker and slinking an arm around her incredibly curved waist. He was a tall and lanky boy that wore tight muscle shirts and overly baggy pants that showed off most of his boxers. His hair was a greasy, dirty blond, his eyes were a dull grayish color, and his nose was crocked. David wasn't popular, far from it and he wasn't anywhere near good looking. So he had figured that if he bagged Thora then he would become the most popular guy in school.
" I am fine David. But I vould be better if zu removed your arm from my vaist." Thora said politely while taking his arm off her.
" Hey don't be that way baby, you know you wana-"
" Leave her alone asshole." Amanda yelled, interrupting him.
" Screw you." By now a small group of students had gathered around them. (Now's my chance.) David silently thought to himself. He grabbed Thora by the waist, spun her around and kissed her hard. Thora's eyes widened, first from shock, then from anger. She ripped herself away from them and shot daggers at anyone who was applauding him. (HOW DARE THEY!) Thora fumed. She looked back at David who was being congratulated by a bunch of seniors. Thora didn't realize that her lightning bolt was glowing. Nor did she know that where her pupils were in her eyes small lighting bolts were forming, and thin lines of yellow were running through her irises like streaks of lightning. Thora tapped David on the shoulder, and as soon as he turned around she punched him square in the eye. As soon as her fist came in contact with him a current of electricity came out of her hand and flowed through his entire body. The electric shock disinigrated his eye on contact and electrocuted his brain. He didn't even have time to scream he flew into a row of lockers from the impact denting all of them. By now everyone was screaming, either from fear or from hatred.
" Mutie!"
" You did that on purpose!" They began to crowd around her. She looked at all of them with utter horror. Thora tried to find Amanda but she was nowhere in sight. She put her head down and ran, pushing her way past everyone. Before she ran through the emergency doors she looked back at David, who was leaned up against the lockers dead. His dull gray eye staring back at her accusingly.
Author Note:
I know my American-Norwegian accent sucks, but that's the best I could come up with. Sorry. Please R&R.