"May I go catch up to the others?" I asked the professor. He nodded his head and I headed off to catch up to my group of friends.

Chapter 2

I was now sitting in my Trig class begging the bell to ring so I could escape to lunch and complain about how boring regular school was with Pyro as Bobby (you guys do not understand how long it took for me to actually get his name down instead of Booby) and Rogue have a very complicated make-out session, Kitty and "Peter" go on like any normal couple, and Warren stares into space. Hey, I never said we were normal, including with Rogue's first kiss ended with the poor guy in a comma.

But anyways, my schedule is like this:

First hour: AP English lit

Second hour: AP History (you may never understand how funny it is to watch Logan get pissed at a book because A) it's wrong and B) it doesn't mention him like to one back at the school)

Third hour: French (I was going for Spanish but because I already knew the language it was a "no-no")

Fifth hour: Honors Trigonometry

Sixth hour: lunch

Seventh hour: Biology (yay Storm gets to try and teach me something!)

Eighth hour: P.E. (the only class I have with my friends and Cyclopes teaches it!)

Suddenly the bell rang and I silently thanked God. I gathered my books, made a locker run and entered the Cafeteria. It was noisy, stuffy, and, I swear every guy was staring at my ass. As I got a tray of food, and walked over to the table the others sat at. Then, as I was about to sit down, some guy with some really big pair of… well you can guess, but the guy came up and slapped my ass! His name was like Mike Newton or something. Warren, John, Peter, and Bobby were fuming.

"Do you know who her brother is, fat-ass?" John snarled. Mike shook his head. "Well no wonder you had the balls to do that! Her big brothers are not the ones to be messed with, and they don't like guy like you to be touching their little sister like that."

And then, as if on queue, Logan and Victor walked in to the cafeteria. Ha! Mike's eyes widened and almost fell out of his skull. And. He. Wet. His. Pants! There's a Kodak moment for you!

Turned and ran like he was running for his life. I could barley stop my self from laughing. I sat down between John and Warren (Pyro and Angel), both of whom could not contain their laughter. Logan and Victor walked over to me laughing. The stood over my seat looking like those big scary hit men you see in movies.

"Play nice." Victor said before turning and leaving.

"Remember the rules, but if any one tries something you have my permission to show them what you're made of. Figureticly that is." Logan told me before sweeping my bangs out of my face and kissing my forehead. As if it would be so hard not to, he ruffled my hair and left, just as the kids form the Volvo entered.

I sniffed the air, these kids didn't smell like regular humans, but they didn't smell like mutants either. What are they? I'd have to talk to the Professor about it.

The rest of lunch was boring as the happy couples were in make out city. It made me envious though. I've been alive since before the Civil war and never once have I been in love. Victor could care less about the subject, thinking it might ruin his scary mojo. Logan was in love with a girl once. He loved her with all his life, but the same moron who had put metal in Logan and I making us indestructible had turned our best friend into a silent killer, and that ex-best friend ended up killing her. Not like Logan cares, he doesn't remember. But I do and it's sad. I will never forget how much my brother loved her. He would have done anything to make her happy.

Warren, John, and I had decided that this weekend, if we didn't have anything planed, I'd get firering squad at dawn. Awesome! Unlike my brothers I hadn't gotten the luxury of having that experience because, unlike my brothers, I hadn't been caught in the Vietnam War. And luckily I wasn't part of Weapon X either. Logan found me after he left. When we were fighting/killing our ex-best-friend and Logan got shot in the head, erasing his memory, and Victor ran for it, I found the kids who had escaped and the Professor and moved to live at the school. When Gambit came to the X-men talking about my brother, I realized how much I missed my brother. Then Logan and Rogue found us, and I was the only thing Logan remembered. At that moment I asked the Professor to help me find Victor, and when I brought him back, it felt so good to have both my brothers back.

Anyways, now I was walking to Biology. I entered the room and was hit with the same weird smell of the Cullens. Or Cullen a I could only smell one.

I greeted Storm with a hug and looked over the classroom. Only two seats were left open: one next to Mike (not ganna happen) and one next to the Volvo driving Cullen, the penny-head freak (OK I had no right to call him that but come on, you had to admit it was catchy). I chose penny-head.

As I sat down he sniffed the air, covered his mouth, and scooted over, as far from me as he could get. It looked like, if he had the chance, he would gladly sit with that little perve Newton. Oh come on! I showered this morning! I haven't even gone to P.E. yet! I can't smell that bad!

Well!

The rest of the day was boring, even P.E. were I was so close to stabbing the damned volleyball with my claws. And because I couldn't do that, every single ball that came my way hit me. Even worse my partner, John/Pyro, got a big kick out of watching, and every time he'd serve, he'd accidentally hit me in the back of the head!

The rest of the week, penny-head or, as I was later forced to call him, Edward, didn't show. The weekend was especially boring because Jean didn't like the idea of firing squad at dawn, even with all the guys, except the Professor, Bobby, Peter, and Cyclops, pleading at her feet, day and night.

The next Monday, penny-head was back. And his eyes were GOLD! I could have sworn his eyes were black, last I saw them. And they weren't contacts, I could tell.

In Biology, actually talked to me! I think I could faint! He is soooo hot I want to drool over him! Note my sarcasm, I'd rather puke!

"Hello," he said in a quiet voice. I had to admit, his voice sounded like velvet.

I looked up from the book I had been reading, stunned that he was actually talking to me. He was sitting as far away from me as the desk allowed, but his chair was angled towards me. His hair was dripping wet, disheveled—even so he looked like he'd just finished shooting a commercial for hair gel. His dazzling face, that I now noticed he had, was friendly, open, a slight smile on his flawless lips (again something I just now noticed). But his eyes were careful.

"My name is Edward Cullen," he continued. "I didn't have a chance to introduce myself last week. You must be Bella Swan."

My head was spinning with confusion. Had I made up the whole thing? He was perfectly polite now. I had to speak; he was waiting. But I couldn't thing of anything conventional to say.

"H-how did you know my name?" I stammered.

He laughed a soft, enchanting laugh.

"I think every one knows your name." he informed me. I nodded, pretty sure he was right. But what should I say now.

"Sorry for cutting you off the other day. Twice." I told him, saying sorry for probably the first time ever.

Thankfully Storm cut off our awkward conversation, and started explaining the lab we would be doing.

All through out Biology Edward attempted to make small talk with me. About the weather, books, music, Forks, were I'd come from, places I'd been, and my family.

I told him that my parents had died when I was really young (true, I was four when they died). I left out how Logan had murdered my father, or that technically I had three parents. I'd said that it's just been Logan, Victor, and I ever since (true, family is really important to my brothers and I, they never would have just left me for no reason at all. Victor had actually taken me after he'd calmed Logan down, and it has been just the three of us ever since.). for the others I'd stuck to the basics.

That night I had a dream. No, a nightmare.

I was running through the forest, lost. Then I saw Edward. But his eyes were black again. And blood dripped down from his mouth. I was scarred, and turned around to run again. But the guy who looked like he was in pain, Jasper, and the big guy, Emmet, stood in my way. They looked the same as Edward, black eyes, and blood stained mouths.

"Remember me, Bella, or should I say Blake?" Jasper asked. No, it couldn't be! I'd only ever used the name Blake when I was at war, pretending to be a guy. But Jasper… Whitlock! The name popped into my head with a sudden urgency. Jasper Whitlock was my commander in the Civil War. That's were I know Jasper from! He was the same guy that I had thought was so great back in time. But how was he still alive?

Blondie, Rosalie, and the pixie, Alice, came up behind them with the same scare-the-crap-out-of-me-faces as the others. It was… I had to get out of here!

I turned around, and there was Edward, standing over me. I felt weak, vulnerable, and as if I didn't have claws anymore. I felt the same way I had when I'd looked at my parents fighting, or when I remember looking at their died bodies.

I was scarred and wanted some one to come and wake me up and tell me everything would be fine.

Then Edward went for my throat…

I woke up sweat covered, scared, screaming, and with a jolt I was sitting up in my bed, claws bared over my chest. I was all animal.

Cyclops, the Professor, Jean, Storm, Logan, and Victor stood pushed up against my wall with concerned looks. And looking at them, the animal retreated to a tame animal concealed inside me, my claws retracting. I ran a hand through my hair, and squeezed my eyes shut. Logan and the others once told me that when the animal in me has taken over myself, my chocolate brown eyes, turn ice blue with a black ring around them, like the werewolf's eyes in Underworld. And that when the animal was scared and out of my control entirely, my whole eye turns black. I haven't seen it, and I'm not sure I want to.

"Take a cold shower, and you can come sleep in my room with me, like when we were younger." Logan instructed me, walking over, sitting on the corner of my bed, and hugging me tightly. I nodded my head, got up and did as he had instructed. In truth I hadn't wanted to leave the safty of his hold, but that shower was well needed.

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