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Chapter Two: The Invitation

"Rogue, Mail call!"

I groaned and threw my pillow. "Since when have ah cared about the goddamned mail!? Ah'm TIRED!"

"Stripes, I think ya should look at this," I opened my eyes enough to make out the green paint on my wall, and turned my head towards the doorway.

"What do yah want?"

He held up an envelope. "It's from the Xavier Institute."

"What the hell is the Xavier Institute?" I asked, frowning and sitting up in bed. I rubbed my eyes and looked at the envelope again.

He opened the envelope. "Parent/Guardian," he read, then chuckled. "It's a place that takes in teens that were in the bombin's, Stripes."

"Not interested," I said firmly. I doubted whoever run it was even in the bombings, so there was really no point in going.

"Stripes, it says that the old man who runs it saw you in the meadow." Logan gave me a sharp look.

"Yeah, But Ah didn't do anything!" I protested when i saw the accusatory glance he shot me. "I just helped out Illyana is all."

"Mmm...Was there a man who told ya to do it? It says..."

"Oh mah gawd, let me see that!" I leapt forward and snatched it from him, reading it. "This is from that old man in the wheelchair, Dad!"

Logan rolled his eyes. "I had that idea, somehow. Have ya reconsidered?"

I read over it a second time and nodded. "Why the hell not?" I shrugged. Staying at a mansion with a whole heap of people who went through exactly what I did? Yeah. Yeah I could work with that. It bet those odd looks i got at school from the people who weren't in the bombings or got away before they happened. My eyes stopped at a certain bit that I'd missed the first time and I laughed.

"Guess what, Dad?" I smirked, lowering the paper and looking him in the eyes. He frowned.

"What?"

"They want you there too."

"But I wasn't in the Calico-"

"But you were bombed in the war, no?"

"Well, yes-"

"They bombed us all with the same stuff, and Xavier's letter says that we'll need therapy because it messes with yoah head."

"Lemme see that." He snatched it back from my hands and looked over it. Then he snarled. "I gotta go tell the others-"

"They'll already know by now Dad." I said, pulling the letter from his fingers before he ripped it up.

I got a phone call. Dad picked up the phone. "Hello? Oh, Pete. Yeah, she's here." He handed me the phone. "Pete."

"Hey." I grinned and sat down. "Why are you calling?"

"What, I cannot call my very good friend?"

"Pete, Illyana usually calls. What's up?"

"Well, I'm bringing down a friend from Russia. He works with me, It will be quite nice."

"Is he Russian?"

"No, he's Australian."

"Hmm. Well, I won't be in my house. I'll be in Xavier's Institute."

"That is odd. John and I were both offered places at that institute."

"Really? Are yah goin'?"

"Well, John accepted the invitation as did a few other friends of mine."

"That's great! We'll live in the same place! Wait, what about Illy?"

"Illyana will be coming as well."

"Yes! Put her on!"

"Alright. Illyana!"

"Hello?" She was very mature for her age.

"Hey Illy. Are yah excited to be coming down here??"

Illy made an irritated noise. "Ha. No way."

"Why not?" Rogue asked, surprised.

"The bombings were there. I'm a worried, but that's okay. You should be worried. Pete's taking John to see you tomorrow, and Remy the next day. I'm scared for you."

"What's so bad about them?"

"They're mad. Nuts. Crazy."

"Ah doubt they're that bad, Illy."

"You'll see. Pete's making me a snack, Seeya."

"Bye Illyana."

I put the phone down and sighed.

"Start packing your things, Stripes, You're leaving tonight." Logan said, looking out the window.

"Why?" I frowned.

"I want ya to be safe. Hurry up."

I watched him carefully for a moment and then shrugged, climbing onto my bed, standing up on it and pulling my suitcase down from the very high up window sill. It was dusty, it hadn't been touched for atleast a year.

"Ah hope there ain' spiders in there," I said to myself, and Logan chuckled and took it from me. He unzipped it, stuck his hands inside and swiped at whatever was inside. There weren't even any webs in there, I found out as soon as his hands came out and he threw the suitcase back.

"Kid, ya can beat up Cody Robins, and ya can't face a spider or two? Sheesh, Ya get that from ya mother, not me."

I rolled my eyes but couldn't help but laugh. "Yeah," I agreed.

I wondered absently who else would be going. Would the jocks go? Would the popular girls? Hell, would Cody Robins go? I had no idea who was in the bombings, because my memory of that day was slightly blurred.

It was an exciting thought though. A place where we can all understand eachother.

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