Nobody actually knew what her name was. The X-men (X-people?) called her Razzy, or Raz for people who were too impatient to properly enunciate two syllables (cough cough Peter). Professor X and all the other teachers called her Zera, even though she had no idea where they got that name. (Bad Telepathy?) There was even a rumor circulating around the younger kids that her name was Raiza. F-ing Raiza. This had led to a series of unfortunate events which ultimately resulted in beds duct taped upside-down to the ceiling, glitter everywhere, Peter getting high on coffee, (Another story for another time folks,) and a giant "Screw You" to the one and only Bobby Drake who started the rumor.
Nobody knew why she cared so much. It was like Peter and his hair, or Scott (also dubbed Slim Shady) and his masculinity. Apparently, names were touchy stuff.
Jubilee, being the one to investigate matters like this called an "emergency squad meeting" to settle the issue, once and for all.
"As you all probably know by now," the bubbly student started, "Razzy's real name isn't actually Razzy." This was met with 'uh, duh's and eye rolls from everyone in the squad but Kurt who excitedly perched forward, waiting for the next bit of juicy gossip.
"So?" asked Peter, already bored with the conversation, "What about it? S'not like it really matters."
"Scott!" reprimanded Jean, "She's our friend! We should at least know her real name! I, for one think we should do something about this."