Dark's POV
You walked down the hallway after Kitty. She knocked on a door and a female voice answered,
"Yeah?" Kitty said,
"There's someone I want you to meet." The door opened and out came a girl about the same age as Kitty and her. She had dark brown hair with white streaks in front. The streaks looked natural. You glanced at her clothes. She was wearing long black pants with a white collared shirt. She had long white gloves that went up to her elbows, similar to yours. She smiled and said,
"And who's this?" you introduced yourself as a guy comes out of this girl's room. He had light brown hair and blue eyes. He was wearing the popular-guy clothes, stuff from Hollister™ and American Eagle™. You hated those stores, but oh well, someone had to like them, like that guy John. And speaking of John, he was walking down the hallway towards you guys. You learned the girl's name was Marie, but preferred Rogue and the guy was Bobby, or Iceman. John came up as Bobby introduced himself and said,
"Hey Popsicle." Bobby glared at him and you looked around uninterested.
John's POV
You were stuck in the Professor's office, again. You flicked your lighter. It had always had a calming affect on you. The Professor started talking to you about the rules and what not, you weren't paying attention. Then you realized he had said something to the door, and Storm walked in. You immediately looked at the desk. Storm had never trusted you. She watched your every move and jumped on you whenever you did something wrong. You looked up when you realized there was someone besides you three in the room. There was a girl. She had the most beautiful violet eyes. They weren't like most people; it was her mark as a mutant. Her face seemed to need the oddness of her eyes, almost like she wouldn't be complete without them. They sparkled in the light. She was wearing jeans and a t-shirt with a light blue hoodie slung over her arm. Her wet layered hair hung down below her shoulders. She had a messenger-style bag slung across one shoulder, and resting on the opposite hip. She had long gloves on that went up past her elbows. The gloves were black with light red stripes on them. Interesting, maybe she's like Rouge. But it was the way she held her self that got your attention. She appeared care-free, like she was the only one in the world who cared about her. That she was on her own, no parents, no relatives, no friends. She had a rough attitude. All-in-all, she reminded you of yourself. The way you hid everything from everyone, blocking everyone out, even a telepathist. She was bottling up every emotion inside of her. You glanced down; you could tell she was a lot like you. You flicked the lighter on and off. Finally the Professor let you go, but you had to take the girl up to her room. You went outside the office. You sighed as she looked around, sure it had been your home for years, but you never liked the look of it. You said,
"Come on" and you both walked up the stairs. You went to Kitty's door, knocked and then zoned out. The last thing you remember was Dark disappearing into her doorway. You shook your head and walked to your room. Bobby wasn't in it. He was probably off trying not to kill himself by kissing Rouge. You flopped down on your bed with a heavy sigh and stared at the ceiling. You finally shook your head to clear your thoughts and walked down the hallway to find Bobby. You found him with Rouge (I know, BIG surprise), Kitty, and Dark. You walked up to them and said,
"Hey Popsicle." Bobby glared at you and Dark looked around with a bored expression on her face. You glanced at her, but flicked your gaze to everyone else as the dinner bell rang. You all looked at each other, Dark glancing over at everyone with a mildly-curious expression. You all then silently agreed to walk down to dinner.
Dark's POV
You silently walked behind everyone as they talkatively strolled down to the Mess Hall. John, the pyromaniac, was walking beside you, flicking his lighter as usual. It calmed you down. You rubbed your left wrist. John looked at it. There was white gauze around it underneath the gloves, but you were still self-conscience about it. You noticed his stare, but looked at the opposite wall. You all entered the Mess Hall, got your food, and sat at a table. You sat at one end across from John and next to Kitty. Rouge, Bobby, a Russian guy called Piotr, and an Asian girl called Jubilee sat with you guys. After your skimp meal, everyone showed you around. You all stopped at the Rec. Room, and played foosball. You were pretty good, but John finally beat you. You excused yourself and went outside. You leaned against the brick building, and stared out at the forest. You pulled off your right glove, pulled out a cigarette from a package in your pocket, and lit it. You took a drag and while exhaling, you felt the cigarette pulled gently from your fingers. You looked over startled and saw John taking a drag. He smirked and gave you the cigarette back. He leaned up against the wall next to you and said,
"So much for a perfect girl." You laughed hollowly and said,
"Me? Perfect?" You were both silent for a while. After the cigarette was gone, you pulled on your glove and turn to walk away. John said,
"You remind me of myself. Hiding from everyone, trying to act like everything's ok, when it isn't. You're bitter. You need to let the anger out." You turned around, but John shook his head and walked off. You ran up beside him, grabbed his shoulder, and spun him around. You were just a little bit shorter, so you looked up at him and said,
"And why do you think I'm bitter?"
"Look at you, you just proved it, look, just forget what I said, I went too far. " He closed his eyes and turned away from you. Everyone came up, but stopped as they saw you in this position. Neither John nor you noticed. You said,
"But what if you are right? What if I need to let it out?" You took your hand away and started to walk towards the door to the dorms. Everyone stared at either you or John as he closed his eyes and said as he opened them again,
"Yup, just like me." You turned and looked at him, then walked into the building. John walked away in the opposite direction, neither of you noticed your friends standing there looking perplexed. You walked up to your room and collapsed on the bed. You started shaking at the realization of John's words and then tears started pouring down your face. You walked to the window as if in a trance. Kitty walked through the door and was about to talk when you opened the window and jumped out of it.