A/N: Alright first thing first, to all thoughs waiting hopelessly for me to update Flame, I am so sorry but so much homework and even less time!! Don't kill me please –cowers in fear-!! I will update, I already have it written in my head now I just need time to type it up and post and I will . . . eventually . . . but I will that is a definite and I'm also sorry for not updating this story in months. I'm really bad at this '. Anyhoo onto the story!!

Disclaimer - me not own anything but the characters know as Arcia and Gabriel. What I would do if I owned X-Men . . . -nose bleed-

Gab stuck the key into the keyhole and unlocked the door to the room. She poked her head inside and flipped the light switch on.

"Wow what a nice room!" Gab exclaimed as she jumped onto one of the two small beds in the room.

Arcia walked into the room emotionless, and then she let out a grunt of disgust. "If they expected us to stay here they should have given us a bigger room." She walked over to the window and slightly drew back the curtain to get a peak at the view.

"How's the view?" Gab questioned, as she then rolled over to face Arcia.

"Mild", she stated, staring blankly out the window.

"Can anything satisfy you, my dear sister?"

Arcia didn't answer. "You're tired you should go to sleep. You don't want to be exhausted tomorrow, do you?"

Gab smiled softly, "You're right." She yawned and stretched, before covering up. "You should go to sleep too. You do have school tomorrow."

"I'll go to sle-" but she stopped halfway in the sentence as what Gab said processed in her mind. "Did you say school?"

Gab suddenly realized she forgot to tell her that she would be going to classes as of tomorrow. "Yup! With books and teachers and students and of course homework! Lots and lots of homework!" the soft smiled she had disappeared and was replaced with a large tired smirk.

"And you're only telling me this now! And you also didn't ask me if I wanted to go to school or any crap like that!"

"Well I really wasn't given a choice myself. It's just a side-effect of staying here, but not to worry I will be going too."

Arcia sighed in half relief, "That wonderful." The sarcasm was clear.

"But not tomorrow", Gab said cheerfully.

Arcia's felt the corner of her mouth twitch. "So I'm going to be all alone, great. And what do you plan on doing?"

"I'm going to go shopping for new cloths with the money Professor Xavier gave me." Gab explained. "So since I won't be there I want you to behave ok?"

Arcia smirked herself, "Don't I always?"

"I mean it! Don't get into any fights or anything like that please." Gab closed her tired eyes, "And please try to make friends, Arcia." After a few more minutes Gabriel was fast asleep.

Arcia let her eyes drop to the floor. She sighed again and went to sit on her bed, but instead of sitting she found herself in the fetal position, watching her sister sleep.

"I will try"

----------Arcia's---Dream-----------

"You freak!" a man yelled, his hands around Arcia's neck.

"No! Mom, help me!" a weak voice cried out.

Suddenly, a high pitch scream echos.

-----------End---of---Arcia's---Dream-----------

"Damn", Arcia says grimly, after waking up from the nightmare.

"Pickles . . . and cream." A small voice murmurs in the silence.

Arcia nearly falls off the bed in shock and looks for the source of the voice, only to find Gab, lying half way off her own bed with drool overflowing from her mouth.

She gives Gab the snake eye before saying, "and she says I'm the strange one of the family."

"Creamy pickles. . ." Gab murmurs again.

Creamy pickles, were the hell does she get this. Arcia thinks, creamy pickles . . . great now I'm hungry, thanks Gabriel. She lets out a small hiss before going over to the door and stepping out into the dark hallway. Now where is the kitchen in this place? More or less how am to find the kitchen in this dark mansion.

"Ugh, this is hopeless." She moaned before she even tried. Wait! I Know!

She then sat down in the center of the hallway and concentrated on all the minds in the school. Now just got to find one kid who knows this place inside and out.

After going threw three rooms she found one boy who looked promising, only realizing who it was about ten minutes later, though.

Wow stupid name boy quite useful, she insulted John as she used his mind as a map to satisfy her growling tummy.

In a matter of seconds she had found her way to the kitchen. Thanks stupid name boy.

When she finally arrived to the kitchen she found herself lost once more. Where the flip is the food in all these cabinets.

"Ugh this is even more hopeless."

"No, not really. All you have to do is ask someone. I'm a good first choice." A strong male voice chuckled.

I'm so tried of surprises tonight. "Who's there?" Arcia asked dully.

A large man walked out from behind her and over to one cabinet. "Names Logan," he opened the cabinet, "Honey Nut Cheerios or Life."

"Um . . . Life. How did you know I was hungry?"

"What else is a person doing in a kitchen." Logan made a quick bowl of Life for her and himself. "You look like you haven't had a descent meal in weeks", he said handing her the bowl.

"Ha that's an understatement." Arcia grunted with sarcasm as she ate her cereal. "Try about two years."

Logan looked up at her in astonishment. "Wow, what have you been doing living on the streets?"

"Um yeah." Arcia said taking another bit.

"Oh I'm sorry." Logan said realizing. "Wait you're one of the kids the Professor picked up today, right?"

"Yup, me and my sister."

"So are you the one who pissed John off today."

"Oh you mean 'Stupid Name Boy'. Yeah I guess that was me and that bird dude, too. Who told you?"

"Rogue."

"Who?" Arcia asked clueless.

"Huh that funny she told me you knew what her name was. . ." Logan said, scratching his head. "She did say though you spaced out little."

Arcia then remembered the kind girl that had been with the three boys. "Oh you mean the chick with the brown and white hair, with the accent?"

"Yup, that's her."

"Yeah, I guess I know her."

"Well she knows you. She said your name was Arcia."

"Yup, that's me!" She said cheerfully, pointing at herself. "The one and only."

"Hum, so what can you do?"

"Well I am a telepath and Gabriel is empathic."

"Gabriel, is she your sister?"

"Yup, she's the oldest."

"Really, how old are you two?" Logan continued with his questions.

Arcia took her last bit of cereal. "I'm fifteen and Gab's seventeen, but she says I'm more mature than her though."

"Hump, you don't look fifteen." He took their bowls and sat them in the sink. "You don't act fifteen. Your sister is right, you are pretty mature."

There was a slight pause after that.

Arcia looked at the ground. "How would you know, you've only known me for a few minutes." She looked at him and met his eyes with a heated look. "How do you know I'm not some childish brat? How do you know I'm not some dangerous mutant who will take anyone down when she feels like it?"

Logan scoffed to himself. "Well you just come off as a kind person. You actually seem pretty innocent, but I could be wrong. Maybe you are some deadly mutant in the form of a cute little girl; it wouldn't be the first time. But still I doubt it." he chuckled again and patted her on the head. "Well goodnight Arcia." And he walked out of the kitchen.

"You're wrong."

A/N: Yeeeeeesssssss!!! Another chapter done and still so many questions left unanswered. What did Arcia's dream mean?? What did she mean when she told Logan he was wrong??? Please Review :D :D :D :D Happy Holidays :D :D :D :D