A/N I'm in a good mood today so I have decided to update ahead of schedule. You can thank me later, JK. Thank you for everybody who favorited, reviewed, or is following me or this story.
DGMSilverAirhead03: Hi, bestie thanks for the review and we'll talk about using some of my one-liners.
Guest: I'm glad you identify with Kara, I really enjoyed developing her and I don't want her to be seen as some all=powerful mutant she's more of a plus one.
Disclaimer: I sadly do not own X-men. *tear*
Rogue just stood there staring at me. I shifted awkwardly, 'Guess I better break the ice.'
"Hi, you must be Rogue. I'm Kara, you're new roommate." I outstretched my hand to her. She hesitated before shaking it with her gloved hand.
"IT's nice to meet you. I'm sorry, I was just really surprised," she apologized before sitting on her bed.
"It's alright; I would've done the same thing in your shoes." I, too, sat down but on my own bed. "Not to be rude, but is your name really Rogue?"
She shook her head, "No, it's really Marie but I prefer Rogue. A lot of the mutants have other names."
I smiled, "I've always wanted to be called Volta."
"Why?" Instead of answering her verbally, I allowed the familiar electrical surge to crawl through my arm into my fingers culminating in my palm in a purplish-red hue.
"Wow, that's really cool."
"Thanks, what's your power?" I asked as I closed my fist, forcing the charged ball to dissipate.
Rogue's expression turned melancholy, "I can, kind of, absorb a person's life or a mutant's power temporarily through touch but it's dangerous. That's probably why I've never had a roommate before."
I could tell that her mutation made her feel lonely and I was going to change that. "Well, you've got one now, plus a friend."
Rogue smiled. "What time is it?"
I glanced at my watch, "Almost five thirty."
"We had better get going, dinner's in a bit and I want to introduce you to my friends."
I followed her down a hallway and a set of stairs into a sort of cafeteria. She led me to the buffet style line before I followed her to a table already nearly full with people.
Rogue and I sat down and immediately four pairs of eyes were on me. The boy beside Rogue was the blue-eyed one from the picture, her boyfriend, I think. Next to him was another boy with spiky brown hair and eyes with huge muscles. On the other side of the table was a small pale girl, even shorter than me, which I didn't think was possible because I got my shortness from my mom. The girl had long brown hair and eyes as well. The last boy was beside her and next to me. He also had brown hair but not spiky like the other two boys, it was longer and styled. He had golden brown eyes that seemed angry and mischievous.
"Guys, this is Kara, my new roommate," Rogue announced making everyone, except the boy next to me, smile in welcome.
I smiled sheepishly, "Hi."
The boy next to Rogue chuckled, "Don't worry. We don't bite. Although there are some mutants here that do." I giggled a little, feeling better. "I'm Bobby, this is Piotr," the muscly guy, "Kitty," the small girl, "and John," the angry dude. Although Piotr and Kitty smiled at me, John merely nodded without saying a word.
"So, Kara, what's your 'special ability'?" Kitty asked.
"I can create and discharge electricity."
"That's way cooler than walking through walls."
"Walking through walls?" She nodded enthusiastically. "What about you? Bobby? Piotr?" John glanced at me curiously since I'd left him out.
"Well, my skin can turn into solid metal plus I have super strength," Piotr answered. 'Hence the muscles.'
Bobby reached out and touched John's cup, instantly turning the liquid inside into solid ice. "Wow," was all I could say.
"John, show her your power," Rogue told the silent boy. He sighed before taking out a lighter and flicking it on. He then made the flame go into his hand in a sort of fireball.
"Cool," I said nonchalantly. John glared at me.
"It's hotter than what you can do." For some reason his voice sent shivers down my spine.
I glared at him, daring him to challenge me, "Sure it is."
Piotr quickly jumped in to stop a pure hatred-filled fight from breaking out. He turned the conversation to me, asking about where I came from and my family. I conveniently left out the fact that Scott was my uncle, mostly to keep the pyromaniac next to me from hating me even more than he already did.
A little while later, Rogue and I walked back to our room and get ready for bed. The six of us had been hanging out, watching T.V., playing foosball, etc. I was really looking forward to living here. I noticed a piece of white paper on my bed when I walked in. I picked up and read it:
Breakfast
1st Hour Algebra 2 P. Munroe
2nd Hour Mutant history Dr. Gray
Break
3rd Hour Ethics P. Xavier
4th Hour P.E. /
Power Control P. Summers/
P. Munroe
Lunch
5th Hour Mutant biology Dr. Gray
6th Hour Literature P. Xavier
7th Hour Study Hall P. Summers
I shrugged after reading over my schedule, "Not too bad."
Rogue walked over and glanced at my classes. "You have 1st, 2nd, 5th, and 7th with Bobby, Piotr, and I, 3rd and 6th with Kitty, and 4th with John. Everyone has Break and Lunch at the same time."
"Who's Professor Munroe?"
"Oh, that's Storm, you'll meet her tomorrow."
I nodded; but then realized I would be alone with John during 4th hour. Great. Rogue and I said good night and I fell asleep quickly, comfortable in my new home.
