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Chapter 2: Enter the Hothead...and the Snob
Meanwhile, back at the X-Mansion, another meeting was taking place. The teachers and the students had gathered up at the front hall.
"Now, let's try to be polite to the new students." Storm suggested. "So that means no pranks. Is that clear Bobby?!" She demanded.
"Aw, come on! Even I'm not going to try a prank on the first day of a newbie." Bobby rolled his eyes.
"You pranked me when I first came here." Amara scowled.
"You asked for it." The ice-maker smirked. Ororo groaned.
"Look, just please try to be welcoming." Warren pleaded. Suddenly, another voice was heard yelling. It was a feminine voice.
"Come on,Joey! Do I have to stay here?! These people look like dorks! Especially the guy with the glasses, he looks like he has a stick up his ass." She complained. Silence was heard for a moment "No, I was fine at home! It's not like our dear daddy will find us here." More silence, followed by a feminine sigh. "Fine, I will stay. But I won't be held responsible if anyone starts anything. Okay, turn off that look, I won't kill anyone. Alright, fine! I won't go past putting anyone in the infirmary with broken body parts."
"That will be Miss Wilson." Storm introduced dryly as the group saw a teenage girl with white hair walk in. She was arguing with a blond man with mutton chops that was a few years older than her and was making hand signals, recognizable as ASL (1). She was carrying a duffel bag over her shoulder.
"Is that...a sword sticking out of her bag?!" An agape Ray whispered to Sam. The blond Kentuckian only nodded with wide eyes.
"Mrs. Wilson, I presume?" Beast assumed. The white-haired girl nodded.
"Yeah, that's me. Just call me Rose. I hate formalities." She motioned to the blond man. "That's my brother Joey."
It's a pleasure to meet all of you. Joey signed, a smile on his face. Thank you for allowing my sister to stay here. I know she has some anger issues.
"I'm not that bad." Rose groaned, rolling her eyes.
Rose, you put Duncan Mathews in the ICU ward for a month last year. A frowning Joey reminded. What does that say?
"Oh, I remember you now." Jean Grey, one of the senior X-Men, realized. "You're that girl that got into that fight with Duncan." She winced at the memory. "To be blunt, you hurt him bad. Not to mention you almost gave Kelly a coronary."
"Hunh. He deserves it." Roberto grumbled.
"He was picking on a friend of mine." Rose scowled at the redhead. "No one does that to my friends, Red. No one."
"Then you tried to pick a fight with the rest of the foot ball team when they tried to separate you guys." Jean added, ignoring part of Rose's last comment. The white-haired girl sighed.
"Okay, maybe I did get a little carried away on that part."
"Rose, why don't you follow Kitty upstairs?" Warren suggested, pointing out the brown-haired Chicago native. "She'll show you to your room. You'll be sharing with another girl as soon as she arrives." Rose shrugged.
"Come on, Rose. Like, you'll love the room!" Kitty grinned.
"Fine. I'll see you later, Joey." Rose smiled as she hugged her brother goodbye "Can you give Grant the mailing address if he asks? Oh, and tell him I'll miss him. Same with Bart?"
Sure. Joey nodded. I'll come visit as often as I can as well, Rose. I'll see if I can also get Grant and Bart to come up. Try to stay out of trouble. With that said, Joey left, waving the X-Men goodbye.
"It's, like, this way." Kitty told Rose as she led the white-haired girl upstairs. "So, who was that blonde guy? He was kind of cute. Although, he's not really much of a speaker."
"That is my older brother, Joey." Rose explained. "I lived with him before I came here. He doesn't talk because he can't talk. He lost his voice in an accident when he was five."
"Oh, I'm sorry." Kitty apologized. Rose waved it off.
"Don't worry about it. He doesn't remember ever speaking. He knows sign language, so he's been getting by fine. So, what do I need to know about this place?"
"Well..." Kitty found where to start. "Like, Forge, our resident mad scientist, has the habit of making inventions that do crazy things, so don't worry about explosions too much if you hear any. We'll like let you guys know if something really bad is happening. Oh, also, another group of mutants called the Misfits have the habit of showing up here. Mostly uninvited."
"Oh, really?" Rose asked out of curiosity. "What are they like?" Kitty winced.
"They're...kind of hard to explain." The phaser tried to explain. Luckily, Kitty found herself in front of Rose's new room. "I'll let you get settled in. Dinner's in an hour. Oh, and watch out for Kurt. He likes to hang from the chandelier."
"Hang from the chandelier?" Rose repeated in disbelief.
"You'll understand better when you meet him at dinner." Kitty smiled as a small figure flew towards her. "Oh, by the way, this is Lockheed." Kitty gestured to the figure, revealing itself to be a small purple dragon. Rose's jaw dropped. "Oh! Also, before I forget, there's a girl here named Penance. We call her Penny for short. Watch out if she tries to hug you. Her skin cuts through almost anything and she has the habit of being…overly affectionate."
"Penny, no! Bad girl!" Amara Aquilla, the Nova Roman mutant codenamed Magma, was heard yelling. "We do not chase the sales people down the street! And we don't eat their products! Or their briefcases! Or anything else they have with them!" Kitty sighed.
"See what I mean?" The brown-haired Illinois native shook her head. A little while later, the group was eating dinner in the Institute's dining room, when Kurt Wagner 'ported in. as Kitty foretold, the fun-loving German mutant was hanging from the chandelier. Rose looked up at him.
"I take it that you're Kurt?" Rose asked the blue furred X-Man known as Nightcrawler.
"Ja." Kurt grinned, revealing his fangs. "And you must be ze new girl. Rose, right?"
"Yes." Rose nodded, smiling. "Rose Wilson." I think I'll like this Nightcrawler. He reminds me a lot of Bart, very fun-loving.
"Ah, yes." Kurt grinned. "How appropriate zat a beauty like you have a name zat comes from a beautiful flower."
"Kurt, you're taken, remember?" Scott chuckled. A few hours later, everyone was relaxing when suddenly there was a knock at the door.
"Ah got it! Ah got it!" Rogue called out as she walked to the front door. When the Southerner opened the door, she saw the Institute's other new student. He was a young man with black hair and had what looked like an attitude problem.
"Hello, I am Julian. I'm new here." He introduced himself shortly. He looked Rogue over briefly. "Ah, you must be the porter. Will you take these up to my room, red cap?"
"Sure." Rogue answered with an evil smile as she picked up Julian's suitcase. Then, with a slight grunt, the Southerner threw it up the stairs. A crash was heard as the suitcase flew upstairs. "That's for calling me a porter, punk." She as she stormed off. "Oh!" She turned around and looked at Julian, the smirk on her face returning. "By the way, you better grab your suitcase. Kitty's pet dragon likes to burn stuff."
"Hmph." Julian scowled, but then he replayed what Rogue just said. "Wait...dragon?" He then shook his head. "Nah..." He then noticed Rose. The black-haired rich kid looked over the white-haired precog appreciatively as he confidently walked towards her. "And, who are you, babe?" He asked as he went to put his hand on her shoulder. Rose turned her head, glaring at the telekinetic.
"My name is Rose, not 'babe'." Rose slapped Julian's hand away from her. "And keep your hands to yourself if you don't want them broken. I already have a boyfriend, thank you very much."
"Mr. Keller, I presume?" Warren inquired as he walked up to Julian.
"Yeah, that's me." Julian nodded.
"Your room is on the second floor." Warren told him. "According to the notes the professor left, you'll be sharing with Samuel Guthrie here." The white-winged mutant indicated Sam, who was standing with him. "Breakfast is at eight, then there's Danger Room practice. Try and get some sleep."
"Let me know when you're ready to get to mah room, Ah'll show ya where it is." Sam told the telekinetic.
"Oh, joy. I have to share with the country bumpkin." Julian groaned as he went upstairs to find his suitcase while complaining about having to share. He looked back at Rose. "Hey Rose, can I share with you?"
"Let me think..." Rose answered sarcastically as she walked up the stairs. "Share with the egotistical jerk that can't get the hint? Hmmm, not too hard to decide the answer to that." With that said, Rose went off to her own room.
"...this is going to be a looooong night." Warren groaned, palming his face.
End of Chapter 2
(1) – American Sign Language