When I use { }, means that they are using their telepathy.

I don't own The X-Men.

My World of Minds: 2

Chapter II

Lizzy's POV

I pack up all my clothes, which fills up two suitcases, another smaller one for little things and two boxes for books.

"Are you sure about this?" asks my mom concerned.

"Yes, for once in my life I think I finally found somewhere I can belong," I say as I try to ensure her.

"You will always have a place here if things go wrong. You can always come back home," she says, with tears in her green eyes.

"Thanks mom," I reply, kissing her on the cheek.

"Come down to dinner. We need to tell your father and brothers."

"Okay."

My family and I sit down for dinner. We pray grace and then start to eat.

"How was everything today?" asks dad, with a smile on his face.

"Actually something strange happen today," I reply.

"What do you mean strange?" he asks, his eyebrow raising.

"Well mom and I were cleaning the house and there was a knock on the door. Mom told me that there were some people here to see me. So I came into the room and saw two men and a woman standing there. One man was bald with a wheelchair, one had cool sunglasses, and the woman had bright red hair. The man in the wheelchair started talking to me in my mind, like I'm able to do and tells me that he is Professor Xavier and that he can teach me how to use my powers."

"What?" asks my dad, with his mouth open.

"I know it's crazy but he has this school where he teaches people like me how to use their powers. He asked me to come and I agreed," I explain to my dad.

"Hold on a moment. What happened?" my dad asks in disbelief.

"Professor Xavier asked me...," I start to say before my dad cuts me off.

"Yeah I got that," my dad says "but you agreed to go to this school?"

"Yes. I want to learn how to control my powers and be able to use them when I want, and not to hurt anyone. Is that wrong of me?"

"No. But you have been doing great controlling them."

"Most of the time. But not all the time. Please I feel like this is a good idea for me," I beg my dad.

"What if I don't want you to leave? And how do you know that what this man says is true?" asks my dad.

"I looked into his mind and he wasn't lying."

"Okay," my dad says and then turns to face my mom. "How do you feel about this Kelly?" he asks my mom.

"I'm fine with it Robert. I wish she would stay but she really wants to go and I don't see why she shouldn't."

"When is this going to happen?" my dad asks.

"Tomorrow morning," I reply.

"Tomorrow? This is going to happen tomorrow?" my dad asks in disbelief.

"Yes," I reply quietly.

He sighs heavy and shakes his head.

"I'm sorry dad. I just found out today," I apologize.

"I know," he responds. "Are you all packed up?" he asks, running his fingers through his hair.

"Almost, I need a few more things, but then I'm set."

"I don't want you to go Lizzy," cries my little brother Ryan.

"I'll come back and visit. I promise," I tell Ryan.

"But who will I annoy if you go?" asks my second youngest brother William.

I laugh. "I'm sure you'll find someone."

"But who is going to play video games, stay up late and talk till all hours with me?" asks Thomas.

"I'll call and try to see you guys when I can," I tell them. My brothers obviously don't like that idea of me being gone.

They all hang their heads and sigh.

"Okay," they all reply sadly.

"Do you need any help with packing Lizzy?" asks my mom.

"No I'm fine, I've got it."

After dinner, I clean up and finish packing. It's just a few little things like my posters, jewelry box, books and photo albums. I get a little misty eyed and wipe away a single tear. I've have lived in this house for most of my life, I grew up here and now it's time for me to leave.

My three little brothers come to the door. Thomas is the tallest of the three and is taller than me. He has dark brown hair, blue eyes and broad shoulders. William is about my height, with lighter brown hair and blue eyes. Lastly is the youngest, Ryan who is the shortest, with light brown hair and hazel eyes.

"Hello guys what's up?" I ask them.

"We just wanted to give you this before you leave." answers Thomas, and hands me a card.

I open the envelope and see a homemade card that says, 'We love you Lizzy' on the cover and in the card, 'we will always love you and be by your side, forever. Love, Thomas, William and Ryan.'

A single tear runs down my cheek. I hug them all.

"Thank you guys," I tell them.

"You're welcome." they all reply.

I slept for eight hours straight. I actually slept better then I usually do.

I wake up, get dressed, eat breakfast, and listen to all the talking going on around me. Then I hear a knock on the door.

"I've got it," I say, standing up.

I open the door.

"Hello Elizabeth, how are you this morning?" asks Professor Xavier.

"Great, never better. Please come in," I reply.

"I will just get my things," I say as they sit down in the living room.

I run up the stairs and go to my room, get my suitcases, go down stairs, come back for my boxes of books and take one last look at my room. Then I go down stairs.

"Here let me help you with that," says Scott.

"Are you sure?" I ask him. "I mean I can handle it."

"Yes, allow me," Scott says.

"Thank you," I tell him.

"You're welcome," he replies.

He takes them out to the car, packs them into the car and comes back in the house.

"We're ready when you are," Scott says with a smile.

"Okay."

{"Elizabeth would you like a moment with your family?"} asks Professor Xavier, through telepathy. {"Yes please,"} I reply.

"Come on, Scott and Jean let's get the car ready," Professor Xavier says to the others.

They go out to the car. I turn to my mom and dad. Dad's is a broad guy, who works out a lot, with blue eyes that are trying not to cry and hair that is mostly gray. Mom is crying, she is short with gray at the temples. I hug them both.

"I love you guys," I say.

"We love you too and we will be praying for you," replies dad.

"Don't forget to visit and call and be a good girl. And never ever forget that we love you," says mom, with tears in her voice and eyes.

I hug my brothers and kiss them on the cheek and then I kiss my parents' cheeks.

"Goodbye everyone," I say with tears in my eyes.

I wipe the tears off my cheek and head out the door. I slowly get into the car and watch as my family waves, as the car drives away.

{"So Professor Xavier you never told me what this school is called,"} I say.

{"The Xavier Institute for Higher Learning,"} he answers.

{"Where is it?"}

{"Westchester County,New York."}

{"I can't wait to see it."}

{"Hopefully you'll come to think of it as home,"} he replies.

{"I hope so."}