To say the car ride was awkward was an understatement. I was squished between two brutes and a laughing telepathic in the front of the car, along with a younger looking boy, who I now know he's named Hank.
Anyway, the ride was awful and when we got to the school I couldn't have been happier to put it simply. I glanced over the wide view of the school and I was quite shocked actually, it was very beautiful. I definitely didn't think it would look like this.
"This is your school?" I stared at the sign and smirked. "Professor Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters."
I raised my eyebrows. "How...poetic."
"Let's just go inside." Charles began his way up towards, of what I would've called a fucking castle. It's huge! And if I thought the outside was enormous, it wasn't half as good as the inside was. Admittedly it was a little vintage for my tastes but it had a personality.
"Well, what's first?" I asked.
"First there are a few people for you to meet." Charles replied.
"More people? You know, I'm really starting to regret coming with you Charles." I snapped back playfully but he only glared.
Before I knew it, there were three new people in front of me. Two young girls, one with blonde hair and a slim figure she was very young and her body was amazing, and I was slightly jealous. I hope I didn't let it show. The other girl was a short, black haired girl with an average body, at first glance I would've thought she looked a little like me. And the boy was named Alex, he had blonde hair and a good body, he was fairly attractive.
"Guys, this is Zara, Zara this is Raven, Ophelia and Alex, and they're the youngest of my pupils and the only ones so far."
I awkwardly glanced at the kids and waved my hand. I was shocked when Raven smiled and hugged me.
"It's so nice to finally have a girl, me and Ophelia we're getting bored with these idiots."
"Hey!" Hank and Alex yelled at her and she smiled back at them.
"Um...That's great." I struggled a smile. I think Charles could see my predicament so he gestured towards a door.
"Zara, can I speak with you for a minute."
"Sure."
I followed Charles through the door and for your information I was definitely not staring at his gorgeous behind.
Charles turned around and my eyes shot up to his beautiful ones.
"Listen, I know it's going to be hard for you for the next couple of days, but I shall try my best to make you comfortable."
I smiled softly. "That's fine. I mean there's really no point of you making me feel at home or anything because in a few days I'm leaving."
Charles' eyebrows furrowed. "Yes. About that, do you really think that's a good idea?"
I narrowed my eyes and crossed my arms. "What are you trying to say Charles?"
"I mean maybe it's better if you stay for a couple of months, just until the heat goes down."
I snapped. "Are you out of your mind!? What did I tell you Charles? I'm staying here until I feel better. I'm not putting any of these kids in danger. Is that what you want? For everybody out there to die?" I pointed to the door, trying to emphasise my point.
"Now, don't you think you're being a little bit dramatic love?"
"I'm being dramatic? How, dare you! I am trying to look out for those kids. If I stay here for longer than I should then they will die, and it will be my fault! Why can't you understand that? You're supposed to be some sort of professor, and then show it!"
Charles could tell my anger was getting the best of me as my looks began to darken, my hair began to become black, my eyes obscure and even my clothing took a darker shade of their colour.
Charles approached me slowly and I kept my eyes on him, making sure he makes no sudden moves. His arms rested on my forearms.
"I understand that you don't want anything to be on your head if something was to happen, but how do you think I would feel if I left you to fend for yourself and those men came back for you?" Charles blue eyes studied mine.
"You have no idea what I can do." I whispered.
"On the contrary, you have no idea how much I know you can do." He sighed and let go of my arms. "All I ask is for you to trust me."
I stepped back. "Trust you. I barley know you."
Charles turned away in thought and turned back. "That's what I mean. Spend these few months with us and learn more about each of us. And then decide."
"Charles I can't."
"But you can Zara, I know you can. I believe in you."
I ran my hand through my hair. "What if I lose control of my powers? What then? If something were to happen, what if I thought somebody was an intruder but it turned out to be one of you? Or even worse? You. What if it turned out to be you? Nobody would ever forgive me. Huh? What then? Nobody can get away. As soon as my powers set themselves on you, there's no stopping it."
"I'll train you."
I raised my eyebrows. "You'll train me? Now, do you really think that's the best idea?"
"I think it's worth a shot. That way you can learn to control them. Just, give it a try." He wasn't smiling but I could tell his eyes were.
"And what if it all goes pear shaped? What then? Will you let me go?"
"Of course." He replied.
It took me a long while to consider his offer, but something was bugging me. Not only was I lost myself, but one of the girls, Ophelia I think her name was. She seems misplaced and my curiosity gets the better of me sometimes, and believe me when I say it's not always good, and there's just something about this man standing in front of me that I can't comprehend. And that sounds awfully bad I barley know him, but it's not just attraction in that way, but there's just an appeal, the way he looks at me is just fascinating. He doesn't look at me like others do. He doesn't see me as a monster, he sees me as a lost girl. And that's why I agreed.
"Fine."
Charles beamed and my heart soared.
I took in a breath of shock at the reaction that had on me.
Charles grinned at me and brought me closer in a friendly sort of way.
"You won't regret this, Zara, I promise."
I nodded and looked down.
His grin disappeared as he took in my expression.
"What is it? What's wrong?"
I grasped his hands and squeezed them gently.
"Promise me one thing Charles."
"Of course." He replied confused.
"The moment this turns sour, you let me leave this place."
Charles hesitated, but noticed the determination on my face and nodded.
"Of course Zara."
"Thank you." I whispered.
"Well, on a lighter note, I think I've come up with a nickname for you."
I smiled. "Oh yeah? And what's that?"
"The lost girl."
My smile faltered.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Zara."
"Nothing. I love it." I smiled at Charles. I wasn't lying, I did like it. Lost girl. Although I have a strange feeling I'm not going to feel so lost any more.
