AN- My fanfic or X-Men, I've written mostly for the TV Show NCIS until now, having discovered the X-Men area though, why not? Something inspired by the daily madness called school. Thinking maybe four chapters in this, just to break all the parts up. Can happen in any universe I geuss, there are only very few mentions of a specific continuity.
Period X is something like an assembly period where I go to school, we all go listen to announcements and have guest speakers or school clubs do something. The "X" is really on our schedules, by the way.
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Chapter One- Just Getting Started
Jean Grey pulled the car into a free parking space, just under the glaring window of the junior high the X-Men were scheduled to speak at today. It was built right into the hallway, where she could see kids spilling out of the classrooms, some to their lockers to grab an extra something, and others dashing off to their next class.
It was a mosaic of colorful, wild outfits, exactly like the Institute, the only difference maybe being that here, none of the children were getting smothered by a shower of feathers created in mid-air by the reality-warpers, pranked by the telepaths into repeatedly banging their heads against the wall, having their hair set on fire by angry ex-es, or being forced to skate down a set of stairs by Bobby Drake. Oh, and teachers weren't threatening to bring down the wrath of Mother Nature if he ever posted the video on all the classroom screens again.
Jean chuckled to herself. She and Scott had snagged a videotape from one of the students (saying, of course, they should be ashamed of themselves for thinking watching Ms. Munroe literally fly down the stairs was funny enough to buy the video from Bobby's tiny window shop) and were playing it endlessly on Cerebro's new external data player, much to the amusement of the Professor and Logan, as well as hysterical laughter from Kitty, Rouge, and Bobby.
She checked her watch, Scott's Christmas present, and rolled her eyes. Snow, rain, and sleet had considerably delayed their time. Jean glanced up at the mirror. Ororo was grinning evilly, all too proud of her handiwork.
'Okay, people. May as well get this done with. Scott! Logan! Stop fighting over those coupons from the go-kart alley. I hate fast cars with kids in them!', she said, unable to stop the stray thoughts in the car.
They fell into line behind the Professor's wheelchair, as the principal, a chubby, balding middle-aged man led them in to the crowded auditorium. Kitty could almost feel the freshmen staring at her ass in her tight uniform. Ughhh, I should've asked if I could wear the gym clothes. Scott, who was in front of her, adjusted his glasses slightly and cleared his throat.
Girls, and even a couple female teachers seated on the sides were obviously outright staring at him, as he tried to be the dignified leader. Jean grinned and pulled him from the line, giving him a quick hug as the climbed to the stage. I know what you're thinking, she silently laughed to the crowd.
'Good Morning, Students', the principal said into the mic. 'Today, we're extremely privileged to have the X-Men, a group of erm... highly gifted', he added a glance at the Professor, who simply nodded,
'-individuals here to speak about their daily lives at the Xavier institute, their role in some recent, erm...
events, and of course, how important it is to be different! All yours, X-Men!' The man was obviously relieved to come off the stage, to scattered applause and a few shouts of 'Coool, it's mutants!' and 'Dude, this is lame, you can just TiVo Letterman!' and 'Who wants to bet Red's seen way more than just Four-Eyes real eyes over there!', which was met with a chorus of 'Ten!' and 'Twenty!'
Rouge groaned. And to think she was getting away from the Institute. The professor wheeled up to the podium. ' Well, hello, everyone. I'm Professor Charles Xavier, head of the Xavier Institute, a school for people with unique gifts and talents. Through the course of this presentation, we'll look at these gifts and how my X-Men use theirs to help others. First, let's just have them introduce themselves to you, then we'll watch a video prepared by the Film Club, after which we'll answer questions.' Ororo looked down. It was beginning to sound like the Professor had finally hit his inner boring principal. Never mind he should have learned his lesson from making Boris, a mutant form Kansas, fall asleep during one of his assemblies, which had resulted in several hundred thousand dollars in repairs when his fiery drool destroyed the media wing.
And to think this is JUST getting started.
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