First of all, I'm sorry that I haven't updated for AGES...sorry. I just haven't had time. This chapter has been waiting around on my PC for months half finished. Now, that my exams are nearly over ( I have 1 left) I decided to carry on writing.
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I woke up with a jerk. I snapped my eyes open and took in my surroundings. White. And a hell of a lot of it. I sat up, ignoring the pain from my side. The first thing I noticed was all the wires. I grabbed them and pulled them out of my skin. The second thing I noticed was I wasn't in my own clothes. I was wearing a pair of blue jeans and a red tank top. I grimaced at the clothes. The colours were too bright for my liking.
I swung my legs over and climbed out of the bed. I wasn't wearing any shoes but that didn't bother me. I walked over to the door which was located on the far side of the room. The door opened automatically. I tensed slightly and peered out into the hallway. When I was sure that it was clear I walked out of the room.
Kat.
I stopped and jerked my head around. There was no-one there. I continued walking warily.
Kat.
The voice again. I whirled around. Again, no-one was there. Movement to my left made me spin around and unsheathe my claws. A doorway had appeared from the wall. I looked at it and walked into it warily. As soon as I had walked through it the door shut behind me.
A burst of panic took over. I clawed at the door, trying to get to it open. Another sound made me turn around. Another doorway. Leading out into a furnished corridor. I stepped out cautiously and jumped when the door shut behind me.
Kat.
My mind was starting to panic slightly. I sheathed my claws and walked down the long corridor. I heard a door open and voices spill out. I dashed to my right and I hid round the corner. I sensed about twenty people, talking quite loudly. They walked straight past my hiding place. I looked around and saw a door a bit further down the corridor.
Just before I entered the room I looked behind me. I phased through the room backwards. As soon as I'd entered the room I knew that I wasn't alone. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up. I turned around and came face to face with a group of about twenty people. I was about to unsheathe my claws when a voice sounded from the front of the room.
"Class dismissed,"
The class of twenty-ish people scraped their chairs back and walked towards me. I stumbled out of their way. When the last student had gone I looked towards the other occupant of the room.
"Welcome to Xavier's School of Gifted Youngsters," Said the man.
He was sitting in a wheelchair and looked quite old. I recognised his voice. But where from? Then it struck me. It was the same voice that had been speaking in my head a short time ago.
That is correct Kat.
I looked up and saw the old man smiling.
"How do you know my name?" I croaked out.
"Allow me to introduce myself," He said, "I am Professor Charles Xavier. We are all mutants who live under this roof. I hope you will be happy with your stay. To answer your question, Jean told me."
"What am I suppose to do?" I asked him.
"You are free to roam around the premises," He replied, "But I expect you to appear in classes on Monday. Here is your timetable."
He handed me a slip of paper. I just stared at him. He wasn't serious was he?
"I assure you I am serious," He said chuckling, "I will ask Jean to take you to the mall so that you can purchase what you need. Clothes, accessories, guitar."
My eyes jerked to his as he mentioned a guitar. How did he know I played? My last guitar had been smashed out by a gang of thugs.
I know a lot about you Kat.
My eyes jerked around the room and then settled on his. He was smiling.
"I am psychic," He said.
I looked at him and was about to say something when the door burst open. My head jerked around and my claws slid out. Jean was standing at the door, staring at me in disbelief. After a few minutes of tense silence her staring had irritated me enough.
"What?" I said.
"How?" she asked, "You shouldn't even be awake yet."
I shrugged and let my claws slide back in. I never know. Whatever injury I get, I always heal faster than the average human. I folded the timetable that the Professor gave me and put it in my back pocket.
I walked towards the door and stopped in the doorway. I turned and looked at the Professor.
"Thanks," I said.
I turned and walked out of the room and mentally counted down in my head. 5…4…3…2…1…
"Hey, wait," Jean's voice echoed down the hall.
I paused and waited for her to catch up with me. I shoved my hands into the pockets of the jeans and continued walking. No idea where I was going.
"You're going the wrong way,"
I turned and saw Jean pointing down the opposite corridor. I sighed and followed her to a garage. We got into an old car and drove of towards the town. I groaned in my head. This was going to be hell.
I have Chapter 3 almost done...seriously, ;), so I will update soon...hopefully
