Disclaimer: don't own anything except for Laura, Lavigna, Amelie, Rose, John (not St. John), Sean Oliver Max and Aileen…those are my original characters…
Chapter 1: Lavigna's "Everything"
"…The Prime Minister will be meting, today, with the chief of operation of the¾"
Zap.
"…natural habitat for¾"
Zap.
"Senator Kelly, from the US, will be meting with the Prime Minister and ¾"
Zap.
"…menace has been going on for too long! We cannot just sit here and wait for the government to decide on our safety from these¾"
Zap.
"…let's pray¾"
Zap.
"Tinky Winky, Dipsy¾"
Zap.
"Jack! ¾"
Zap.
"Strawberry fields forever….living is easy with you eyes closed¾"
Zap.
"…you mean cosffee? ¾"
Zap.
"…montrez ma cherie que vous saviez dancé¾"
Zap.
"And the power of¾"
Zap.
"Why¾"
Zap.
"Well¾"
Zap.
"I don¾"
Zap.
"See th¾"
Zap.
"…Mutants¾"
Zap.
"Shouldn't¾"
Lavigna turn the TV off. Zapping through the channels was giving her headaches.
"Why did you turn it off?" said the girl sitting by her on the Victorian sofa. Lavigna smiled at the 17 year old Amelie Bourdeaux. Amelie was small for her age, round face, well designed lips, and her body would have been considered perfect in the renaissance period. She was the only one in the house that did not need many hours of sleep. Considered goth by all habitants, the only thing on her that wasn't dark was her skin, the colour of milk.
"Sorry, I have a headache." Lavigna, a woman in her mid 30's, but still very pretty and graceful, said.
" Anything to do with the call?" asked Amelie as Lavigna got up.
"Everything." Lavigna walked to the stairs, kicking few cushions out of the way.
"You gonna tell me about it?"
"Goodnight, Amelie…"she head up the stairs.
" 'Night…" Amelie pouted, less than pleased with the answer she got.
Lavigna headed to the small house's second floor, where the only 3 bedrooms were. One room for the four girls Amelie, Aileen, Laura and Rose. Another room for the boys: Oliver, Max, John and Sean. And the other was hers. Before she could rest her head on her pillow, Lavigna headed to the only bathroom.
Picking up her tooth brush and tooth paste, Lavigna pondered about Charles' offer over the phone. She hasn't spoken to Charles for over 15 years. But this night her professor had called her, asking for her help. He was going to build a school, teachers and books, until now the institute was only a house mutants lived in…but now he would turn it into a real school.
Lavigna finished brushing her teeth and went to sleep. She would ask the kids tomorrow if they wanted to go to New York.
a/n: a little short I know, but it had to be…this is kind of a prologue…
I loved doing the TV zapping thing, we got there quotes, or part of quotes, from Lost , Teletubies, Gilmore Girls, a The Beatles song "Strawberry fields", and part of a song that I don't know the name of.