hey! i'm alive-my explination for my absence is at the top of chapter 18 of Lepra... sorry for being gone so long.
Chapter 4: Recollections, Reactions, and Roomies
The elevator doors opened and I smelt something I never thought I'd ever smell again.
Cookies.
I should hurry to get some before my brothers and sisters..ate..them...all...
They are not here. I left them at the house, at home.
New tears tried to breach the tear-ducts that held them back. I stopped my forward motion and staggered backward.
Bella, Joseph, Peter, and Sophie are not here. The cookies were not made by Mom, Dad wasn't yelling for us to leave him at least five cookies.
I lost the ability to stand and felt myself be caught, as I was trapped in loving memories I'd hidden from myself for so long.
As my family members faces sped before my eyes I realized how much I missed them-
I snarled and shut my eyes, shaking my head to get rid on the thought that had entered my mind.
I'd left to protect them, from being used to get to me, or even to be harassed for being related to me.
A freak, a mutie, an...abomination.
I shut away the memories, and pulled myself out of Hank's arms.
I snarled, letting the growl carry on as I leaned instead on the banister.
I kept my eyes shut tight as I pushed away all those memories...that had over time become painful, and distracted me from evading the M.C.B. Putting my life in danger every time they were released, it had happened once before...and the odd thing about that is, I can't remember what happened right after that.
I stopped myself, I could go into this later right now I had to heal and handle with my newest situation.
I pushed off the banister, to stand on my awkward legs and feet...I then wobbled but I growled and glared when Hank made a move to help steady me.
He bristled and said
"Young lady, you are not well enough to stand entirely on your own. I will assist you to your room."
He reached for my arm and I crouched against the railing and as soon as him hand came close enough I gave a warning snap, with a snarl.
He whipped his hand back reflexively, and I backed up along the railing.
I held my head in my hands and concentrated.
Zayda, you need to calm down.
I told myself.
For now, these people are trying to help you.
And until you heal, and get used to your new...uh...body, your stuck here.
I breathed in and out, calming down while I listened to my own logic.
I used the railings to pull myself up, and hold out a hand to Hank.
He took it and began again in helping me to the room they'd prepared for me.
Further down the hall...
Suddenly many doors opened and students of many, if not all ages ran about trying to get to
class.
I felt like not being seen.
I could feel their eyes on me as I was led to my room by Hank's hand in mine as he helped me balance.
We weaved around groups and wherever I looked I saw eyes looking at me. I felt small and insignificant. And I hated that, but this was not my territory, not my pack. I had no right to just barge in and snarl at everyone that looked my way.
I think I am starting to think more like an animal.
I randomly noticed that I felt weird all over whenever I moved, caused by the fur all over my body, and the clothes that had been provided to put over it, no doubt.
We finally reached a wooden door, like all the other doors, but it's wood had a dark spot right at face level, it looked like an eye.
"This is your room, you have three room mates, unless they or you have a mutation not yet known by you or the staff." he quoted, "In which case you'll either be moved to a room with a more compatible roommate/s or your own room." he opened the door helping me through first
He closed the door behind us.
Four beds. This room was huge. From the size of this room, the mansion had to be huge, if so many students lived in rooms like this, even with room mates.
The room seemed to be divided into four equal parts. The first, on my right, looked perfect. Clean, bed made, clothes put away, etc. The comforters on each bed were different. I could tell which was mine, it was plain.
The perfectly clean bed was pink with magenta flowered comforter and a pink pillow with a stuffed purple dragon in front was first.
The second area, was picked up but didn't have that prissy perfect gleam to it. A bright yellow comforter with fireworks on it. It wasn't perfectly made but it was alright.
The third was green, showing darker accents that looked like leaves but I couldn't tell.
It was spotless but not prissy, though it was kinda perfect.
I looked at my bed, I hoped I could get violet.
"Your room mates are, Jubilation (Jubilee) Lee, Kathrine(Kitty) Pryde, and Rogue." he said them with a...certain passion, like he knew each one.
"Thank you." I said quietly.
"You are quite welcome. Classes end in half an hour so that should give you sometime alone before they get in here."
he turned and left.
I laid on my bed, the last one on the left.
Then I began to take in everything. A minute later I spotted my self in the long mirror on the back of the door. I got up and clumsily flipped it over and sat down again.
A little while later the door burst open and three girls came in, probably my roommates.
The first, who'd banged open the door, had short black hair with bangs held back by a pair of cheap pink sun glasses. She was dressed in a neon yellow jacket and matching gloves, it hurt my eyes.
The second, who was chiding the first girl for opening the door like she had, had brown hair with a white streak in the front. She had emerald green eyes.
The third who was I suppose in her own little world, also had brown hair. She had hazel eyes.
I jumped a little, but didn't move from my spot on my bed.
They dropped their stuff on their respective beds then turned to me.
"I'm Jubilee." said the one who'd banged the door open.
"I'm Zayda." I said.
"You must be our new room mate. I'm Kitty and welcome to Mutant High!" said the pink one.
