I fixed the last chapter, had made quite a few mistakes! If any of you see mistakes in this one or any other chapter, please feel free to let me know! I'm quite the perfectionnist, but sometimes I can't catch them!

I own nothing but Elena!

As her senses started to kick in, she could hear the melody the birds were singing, a cold autumn breeze was flowing in her room, bringing in the fresh forest air. Taking a deep breath in, she could feel the wellness of the air into her lungs, she felt the oxygen go in her system, making her feel calmed and relaxed. Laying on her stomach and sprawled over the entire bed, she slowly opened her eyes, blew a puff of breath to get a piece of hair out of the way and stared right into the sunrise. The colors, the brightness, the nature, it was so breathtaking. It reminded her of the old days, when she went outside in the morning with her mother to watch the sunrise. She was four at the time. She would sit on her mother who would always sing an angelic melody, which made her fall asleep most of the time. She would then wake up in her small bed, facing the window where she could still see the sun. Oh, what a good time that was …

Elena? Sorry, is it too early? I'd like to speak to you in the kitchen, if possible at the moment.

It took her a moment to realize it was the professor who was communicating with her telepathically.

"That's not a problem professor. Let me just get dressed and ready, I'll meet you down in the kitchen in about fifteen minutes."

That sounds perfect. See you then.

She let out a small sigh. She would have loved to sleep in but meh, what the heck. Her day would be longer, more time to do whatever was needed.

She sat up, rubbed the sleepiness off of her eyes and got up to go wash her face. She freshened up with a splash of cold water on her face, which felt so good on the skin. She proceeded with brushing her teeth, getting dressed and looked at herself in the bathroom mirror to make sure she looked presentable.

Her soft long hair was wavy, probably due to the way she slept. It looked good, natural. Her face looked fresh, she was not particularly glowing like Jean, but she did look much better than she had a week ago. She had a bit of paleness to her skin but she could just blame that on the lack of sun. She was wearing a very simple grey, wide strap tank top with a pair of navy blue joggings.

For a Sunday morning, she looked highly presentable.

She headed downstairs to meet the professor in the kitchen. The kitchen? That was strange. Why not the office? Well, at least she might be able to grab something for breakfast, she was starving. Her stomach approved very quickly.

One she got to the kitchen, she heard more than one person speaking. Coming in, she noticed all the teachers were seated at the table, eating breakfast. Oh, breakfast; there was some kind of huge buffet on the table. She couldn't take her eyes off of the bacon. She hadn't even noticed everyone staring at her.

"Hungry much, sweety?" said Jean while laughing.

"You have no idea."

She sat down in between Scott and Storm, took a plate and started filling it up with bacon, eggs, potatoes, apple and orange slices, watermelon, and a huge glass of orange juice. While she was taking all that food, some were silently laughing, smirking and watching her in amusement.

She sat back, looked at her full plate and sighed in contentment. Immediately, she noticed the silence. She looked around the table.

"Oh you guys, I bet if you spent years eating leftovers and donations, you would appreciate a plate like this," she said, smirking.

Everyone had a good laugh, and they were all back to talking. The professor was speaking with Storm. Even though she knew he was probably waiting for some of her attention, she couldn't help but feed her starved stomach. She stayed polite, but she ate fast. Once three quarters of her plate was gone, she took a sip of her juice and finally looked at the professor, who acknowledged her attention.

"So Storm, why don't you explain to Elena what the plans are? Now that her appetite is almost fulfilled. "

Everyone had a good laugh, including herself. For the next ten minutes, Storm explained to Elena that she would only start teaching at the start of the second semester, in January. However, it would be highly preferred if she could begin her Danger Sessions as soon as possible. As Elena showed a confused look at that, Storm explained they were special classes put in place for the students to practice their powers and abilities and put them in action. Well that sounded interesting. She didn't even know the extent of hers.

The professor then started talking.

"Of course, the first session's focus will be mainly on figuring out what your powers are exactly. I suggest, if that isn't too much, that you start tomorrow. IT would be very important that you learn to master your powers soon. You are going to teach, after all. You need to be some kind of example to the students."

"That's quite alright, Professor. What time?"

"You may begin at 10 o'clock in the morning tomo-"

"In an hour. You begin in an hour," the famous gruff voice came from the doorway.

Everyone looked his way. Oh, no that could not be real.

"I forgot to mention, Elena that Logan is going to be your teacher. And it seems like you will begin in an hour."

She threw a look of desperation and frustration his way. He smirked and she knew he found it funny. Well she sure didn't.

"And don't you dare be late.''

He left, not even waiting for an answer. Still looking at the doorway, she muttered to herself "whatever" and turned back around, ready to fill back up her plate. Before she could even get to the bacon, Scott stopped her hand.

"If I were you, I would stop eating right now. I doubt he's gonna give it to you easy, you might not keep it all down."

How encouraging.