Here we go, chapter two of my first story.
I guess i should first say, i got two reviews! Yay! People do still read Evolution stuff! Double yay!
So thank you reviewer's, and reader's. :)
Anyway, on to the chapter!
Chapter Two
A slew of voices murmured in the classroom, numerous conversations carrying on, as the students filed in, taking their places and preparing for the days lessons. A paper plane flew through the air, hitting someone in the face, who in turn promptly cursed at the person who had thrown it.
Kurt seated himself with a groan. He could already feel a headache starting to settle in his head and the noisy classroom did little to abate it. Worst of all he was already beginning to feel hungry. He knew he should have finished breakfast, appetite or none.
Looking around the classroom, he spotted Sophia near the front of the room. He also noticed she was leaning against a rather large gentleman, who had his arms wrapped firmly around her. Obviously the boyfriend.
Really, what was so special about him? Sure, he was big and muscular. . .
'Built like a tank. . .'
. . . And maybe he was what one could call handsome. . .
'Probably a jerk. . .'
. . . But what did he have that Kurt didn't?
'Sophia. . .'
Kurt watched Sophia and her boyfriend, whom she was clearly enjoying her time with.
'Oh. Just have sex right here in class why don't you? Nobody will mind.' He though glumly, as the pair very openly flirted.
"Jealous Kurt?"
There's that damn voice again.
"Or is this your new hobby? Creepy demon stalker."
Now Kurt's attention was back on his thought's, and the invading 'voice'.
'God, please don't let me be going crazy' He pleaded.
"Ha! There's no God for you demon boy!"
"Go away. . ." Kurt said aloud, earning him a few glances from the nearby student's. He dropped his head to his chest and hoped nobody would pay him any more attention.
Finally the professor entered the room and the students settled down, some even brought themselves to attention. Sophia and her boyfriend stopped threatening to French on the front desk, and the professor began to address everyone in attendance.
Kurt only sighed.
This was going to be a long day. . .
As the day waned on, Kurt found himself anxiously awaiting lunch period, and he couldn't have been more relieved when the time arrived. His mutant abilities and nature gave him an increased metabolism, which in turn made him ravenous if he skipped a meal.
Kurt practically ran to the on campus cafeteria, he couldn't have gotten there quicker unless he teleported. His stomach felt as if it was trying to eat itself and for a moment he almost felt fearful it would. Normally he would eat lunch at a nearby fast-food restaurant, but today it was a dire situation, and the cafeteria was closer.
Sidling in line (Being careful not to accidentally brush up against someone), he got a serving of nearly everything they had to offer and by the time he paid for his meal, people were beginning to give him strange looks. He didn't care; he needed the nourishment.
Taking a seat near the back of the cafeteria, he eagerly began to devour his meal, becoming so engrossed into the semi-delicious cafeteria food, he didn't even notice when someone approached his table.
"Hello."
Kurt took no notice of the voice, fixated on the task at hand, which was too try and see just how fast one could wolf down a chicken salad sandwich.
'Mother in Heaven, I'll never skip a meal again. . . ' He thought.
*Ahem*
The sound of someone clearing their throat finally attracted his attention. He looked up from his platter and saw a young woman standing beside his table. She had long blonde hair that framed her face quite nicely, and was dressed in flattering, if modest, stark-white sweater. Her blue eyes were now giving him an inquisitive look, as if trying to figure just what she was looking at.
"Hello." She repeated.
Kurt swallowed the last of his sandwich and nervously wiped his mouth.
"Oh. Um. . . Hi." He said at last.
"Hi." She replied with a slight grin. "You're, uh, Kurt Wagner. Right?"
Kurt nodded slowly.
"Um. Yes."
"Oh, great, well. I'm Amanda, um, Amanda Schwarz."
Kurt stared at the girl in front of him, wondering what it was she wanted. She introduced herself, and seemed to be friendly, but he couldn't understand what compelled her to say hello in the first place. Actually, she looked a little familiar. Although he couldn't place as to why. . .
Then he realized he should probably say something.
"Oh. Er. Pleased to meet you Amanda. I'm Kurt. . ." Kurt started. "Well. I, mean, you already know that. I guess. . . Because. You asked earlier."
"Yeah. . ." Amanda gave him a strange look. Not condescending, but more like the look one would give a puppy.
This equally confused Kurt.
"So, anyway. I saw you sitting here all by yourself and decided to come say hello." She said cheerily.
"Oh." Was Kurt's eloquent response.
"Well. I thought I recognized you. . . I think we live in the same apartment building?" She continued, a bit deflated.
Ah, now Kurt realized why she seemed familiar. He remembered seeing her move into the building not long ago.
"Can I sit?" Amanda asked.
Kurt noticed she was carrying a salad in her hand. For a moment he didn't know what to reply, honestly he just wanted to be left alone, but his innate sense of gentlemanly politeness was warring against his hollow needs.
"Yeah, sure, no problem." He heard himself say. Dammit.
Amanda smiled and took the seat across from him. She eyed the large platter of food he had spread before him.
"Wow, I guess you must like cafeteria food." She stated.
Kurt then remember the gnawing hunger that was still unabated.
"I, er, missed breakfast."
Amanda just smiled and started to eat her own lunch.
Over the course of the lunch hour Kurt carried on an awkward conversation with the girl, he learned she had moved here from a village to the east and so far didn't know anybody in the city, which had prompted her to introduce herself. She was studying Biology as a major, which put her in Kurt's class, although he hadn't remembered seeing her there before.
By the time lunch was over, Kurt had managed to start enjoying their conversation, providing him with much needed relief from his overbearing, and often dark, emotions. Amanda was a very friendly person, and didn't seem put off by his often awkward and stilted answers.
Nonetheless, Kurt kept his guard up, although as he left he promised to give her a call.
As he made his way from the cafeteria to his next class he felt a the gloom from the early morning had lifted, and didn't seem to be returning.
Until he ran into Sophia and her boyfriend on the campus courtyard.
They seemed to be returning from lunch somewhere, and Sophia's glowing smile was on full display. Kurt thought about quickly turning and heading any direction he could find, away from the pair.
Unfortunately he didn't think quick enough.
"Hey Kurt!"
Sophia's trademark cheerful and delighting voice called out to him.
He turned and put a plastic smile on his face.
"Sophia!" He returned the greeting, trying to sound cheerful, normally not a problem in her presence. But then there was also the walking tank at her side.
"Well, good to see you're looking better since this morning." She said with a smile. "Guess you can thank me for the pancakes."
"Oh, yeah, thank you." Kurt said, semi-sarcastically.
*ahem*
The refrigerator-shaped gentleman beside Sohia politely cleared his throat.
"Kurt, this is my boyfriend, Christoph." She said, taking the hint.
"Hello Kurt." Christoph greeted, flashing a million dollar smile, and extending his hand.
Kurt glared fearfully at the extended appendage. This was the sort of situation that never got easier to get out of. For one he really didn't want to shake Christoph's hand in the first place. For two his unique body made it impossible to do so without the other man noticing his deformed hands. Of course he didn't want to seem rude in front of Sophia either.
Kurt's mind raced for a way to avoid shaking the mans hand without seeming like a weirdo.
Luckily a sudden commotion from across the courtyard got all of their attention, and Christoph dropped his arm as they all turned to see what was going on.
Across the courtyard, it seemed a fight of sorts had broken out. Sophia, Kurt and Christoph watched as two men assailed another, younger man, yelling at him and shoving him backwards towards a wall.
The three of them could clearly hear what the two attackers were yelling.
"Come on you damn freak! Fight!" One of the men shouted. He was closest to the younger man, and even from this distance you could tell he was enraged. "Think you can mess around with my sister? Huh!?" He screamed, throwing a wild punch that knocked the younger kid against the wall.
"Fucking mutie!" The other man shouted, gleefully shoving the kid back against the wall as he tried to break free.
The kid sank to the ground, landing in the slush from the melting snow, putting his hands up and pleading for the other men to stop their attack. This only enraged the men further, as they continued verbally taunting the younger man.
Kurt felt the hatred pouring off of the two men, he could hear the venom in their words as they screamed at the young man. He looked only slightly younger than Kurt, probably nineteen, or twenty years old. He suddenly felt the urge to go help the kid, to fight the men off, to share in the fellow mutants abuse.
Instead he just stood there, fear gripping him as he envisioned the scenario: Going to defend the kid, only to have his inducer getting broken in the melee, the shocked look on the faces of the students around him, being exposed for all that he was, a mutant, a freak, a deception living amongst the normal's.
He felt instant guilt as he stood rooted to the spot, watching as security guards and police suddenly arrived, breaking up the attack, and cuffing all three men involved.
"Ah, damn muties. Oughta let 'em finish the job, eh Kurt?" Christoph said, chuckling at the sight before them.
"Christoph!" Sophia exclaimed.
"What?" He shrugged. "It's true, right Kurt?"
Kurt absently turned and saw Sophia and Christoph awaiting his reply. He didn't know what to to say; his mind was still reeling from his imagined scenario. So he just let his instinct direct whatever his mouth would say.
"Oh, um, yeah. . ." He mumbled.
"You guys! He's just a kid." Sophia said, pity evident in her voice.
Kurt turned to her, surprised at her chastisement. She actually seemed to show empathy towards the kid, towards a mutant.
"Whatever. Come on Soph, we don't wanna be late. Pleasure meeting you Kurt." Christoph said, putting his arm around Sophia's shoulder's and leading her away.
Kurt didn't respond, he still stood where he was, watching as the police put someone in the back of their car.
He noticed it wasn't one of the assailant's.
It was the mutant.
"Coward."
Kurt felt that voice whisper in his heart again. And this time, he didn't disagree.
And that's two chapter's into the story so far. I know this one was a little shorter than the last, but i wanted to introduce Amanda, because she has a part to play. An important part.
Now, i know this chapter didn't really move things along very well, but remember, this is my first time writing. So i welcome criticism and encouragement. Really, just be brutal.
Also, although i don't want to give away too much of what will be. . . I guess there no harm in confirming, that yes, Logan and Kitty's relationship will be very father/daughter'ish, although it will be in a very different origin than the show. Don't worry, it'll be interesting. So that's an answer to my two wonderful reviewer's. :)
Speaking of those two (Logan and Kitty), i think i will try to introduce them into the story within the next chapter, or perhaps the one following it.
Thanks for reading! :)
