Author's Note- IMPORTANT: Ok in this chapter there is a flashback about Alyssa's past, So when it bold it says 'FLASHBACK', in it I have the past written in italics and in regular font it is her thoughts about the memory in present time. I hope it doesn't confuse you. Also Alyssa's parents never got married so Alyssa had her mother's maiden last name.

Author's Note 2- Thanks to those who reviewed you're awesome!!!!! Also thanks for the advice.

Author's Note 3- IMPORTANT: You guys will learn what the professor and Jean where talking about in chapter 3 so review and you'll know faster!

Chapter Two – Bad Memories Part 1

Alyssa Room/Xavier's School/Westchester, New York

Alyssa was wondering around the school by herself she has already eaten dinner. She realized that everyone ate where ever they really wanted too. 'This place seems so familiar.' She thought to herself it was as if she'd seen it before. She then headed towards her bedroom Storm had showed her earlier that was gong to be her room for the next 2 years. It wasn't small nor was it big. It was a normal size room with a twin sized single bed, dresser, closet, desk, a window with a window seat and its own connecting bathroom.

"Better start unpacking all my stuff." She said to herself and looked at her two duffel bags and backpack. "Yeah right!" she mumbled and started unpacking what she did have into the dresser and hanging up other stuff.

'I wonder what they think of me.' She thought to herself after she finished unpacking and was listening to her Ipod and drawing in her sketch book while sitting on her new bed.

She'd always been known as the quiet and perfect student to teachers and well-mannered to her friend's parents.

But with her close circle of friends she was the rebellious, outgoing, trouble making, girl who just happened to love to read and draw. She was one of a kind or she liked to think at least, having a special mutant power also added to that thought.

She never got into any trouble with the schools because she'd act like a little perfect student, everyone at her school wondering why she would hang out with the punk-rockers and skaters if you wanted to stero-type people. Until high school started that's when everything changed.

She never let the real her show through regularly until her freshmen year in high school. That is when, in her own opinion at least, everything started to go down hill for her. She thought back to that moment

XXXXXXX Flashback (7 months ago) XXXXXXXXXXX

Jenkins Residents /Buffalo New York

My father had been dating my then new step-mother Taylor Westerly for 4 years now and she had a son from a previous marriage, Lucas. He was 3 years older than me, I was only 15 at the time. I had always thought of Lucas as being my bigger brother long before our parents had gotten married. He was always there for me and to me he was my hero.

'I was so stupid, hero my ass.' Alyssa bitterly thought recalling the memory.

It'd been about 6 months since Lucas and Taylor had moved in with me and my father. I was always told by my father ever since my mother died when I was 8 to never use my powers in front of anyone or on anyone. I never did either only once in a while when I was out by myself or by accident, but that didn't stop my dad from beating me whenever he felt like it.

One day Lucas had came home early from football practice and his mother was still at work. When he had found me crying in me bedroom with a bloody nose that I had just gotten, curtsy of her father Ronald, who every time he did hit me would say he hated having a mutant for a daughter and never loved me or my mother and that I was a mistake.

She remembered it clearly the whole entire conversation leading up to her leaving and living on her own.

"Hey what's wrong? What happened who did this?" Lucas had asked in a worried voice while rushing to my side and hugging me.

She remembered thinking back and how it had been so many questions at once.

"Uh? Lucas what are you do…doing home? You're suppose to be at…at football practice." I had said in between shaky breathing. No matter how many times it happened, it always felt like the first time and the words had always stung.

"We got let out early, How did this happen?" He asked still worried even though the bleeding had stopped but a bruise was appearing around me right eye and nose.

"I…I fell." I said I couldn't even finish my sentence and looked away.

"Don't lie to me please lyssa tell me what happened." Lucas begged me while using my nickname in a pathetic and pleading tone.

"He didn't mean to, I just… and he and…" I started to cry again while talking and the only words Lucas was able to make out were, "Hit…me…again…" and the last one, "Dad."

Most was a blur after that, I remember Lucas getting so angry that it had scared me. He had ran out my room and into the living calling for my father who came out of his home office and into the living room and Lucas yelled at my father Ron, they even got into a fist fight over it. Taylor had been out shopping but had come home and saw the two fighting and me trying to tell them to stop.

"What the hell is going on here?" Taylor yelled then saw my face and rushed up to me and hugged me, "Sweetie what happened?" But I never got to respond because Ron had thrown Lucas who was about to hit the glass coffee table. I had waved my hand not thinking about who was around but fearing what might happen to him, and the couch moved to where Lucas was about to land and he did, softly on the sofa.

Taylor let go of me and rushed towards Lucas. "What happened?" she asked him.

"Ron hit Alyssa!! That bastard has been beating this shit out of her before!" Lucas yelled and pointed at my father who was panting heavily on all fours kneeling on the ground. There had been so much venom in Lucas' voice it sent chills down my back.

She had tried to get rid of this horrible memory but she never could she would still wake up in a cold sweat and crying some nights. Tears started welling up in her eyes.

"What Ron how could you?" Taylor yelled then realized something. "Wait! The furniture it moved!!! You!" she yelled and pointed at me. Her tone of voice immediately changing and becoming menacing. "You're one of those things!!! A mutant!!!" she yelled and her face held pure disgust on it while Lucas's had shock. Taylor hated and despised mutants because she claimed one had attacked her once.

"I… I'm sorry." I whispered not knowing what else to say. It wasn't my fault that I was the way I am,

"You're just like your mother…. You're a FREAK!!!!" came from my father who was now standing up leaning against a chair.

"Oh god you knew? Ronald you knew?! I am calling the police!!! It's against the law to have an unregistered… thing in a house!!!" Taylor said and rushed off towards the kitchen.

"Wait Taylor please!!!" I said and rushed towards her and grabbed her arm she jumped back as if I had burned her.

"Don't you touch me you freak, I am getting rid of you!" she yelled then continued to the phone.

"Lucas…" I whispered hoping he'd stick up for me but he just looked at me with pain in his eyes and looked away.

"I love you Alyssa I do but I'm sorry." He said in a small voice with his head down. The tears started to return and I rushed to my room before they fell.

'That look, I will never forget that look. It had felt as if I had been hit in the gut with a baseball bat. My so called hero had stopped being there to protect me after I saved him over some so small.' Alyssa thought. She tried desperately to think of something else but knew it was useless. For some reason she couldn't stop reliving the horrible event in her mind over and over again. The tears starting to fall silently down her face.

I started packing everything I could into two of my duffel bags. Luckily day before had been laundry day and everything was clean.

I grabbed most of my clothes and it filled one duffel bag then I threw some books and other necessities I would need into the next and some other stuff in my now empty backpack its previous contents now scattered around on my floor. I looked at a picture of me and Lucas in a really cheap frame, I took it frame and all then put it in my backpack along with a photo of my mother and me which was still in a very detailed and delicate frame, that one I wrapped in a t-shirt hastily because it was so special to me. Grabbed all the money out of my sock drawer which I had been saving for almost 3 years now, I had about $250, I rushed to Lucas's room which was connected to mine and took the stash of his secret money not caring that it was wrong at the time and stuffed it into my bag as well.

'Taking that money was just the beginning to having to steal to live.' Alyssa thought feeling guilty.

Together I had around $400, enough to last me for a while. I put on my jacket, made sure I had my mother's lighter in my pocket, looked around my room one more time then hopped out of my bedroom door and onto the fire escape, one of the highlights of living in Buffalo. (Never been there don't know if they actually have fire escapes but go along with it.)

XXXXX End of Flashback XXXXX

Author's Note – Ok I hope I didn't confuse you guy's and that you enjoyed this chapter. Remember reviews are appreciated.