I fixed some of my spelling mistakes and double spaced the paragraphs like The Infernal Jynk asked me to. I hope this is a lot easier to read now!
Saria stared at the sky watching the stars twinkle against the sky like pearls against black velvet. She sighed and began to mutter to herself, hoping that no one would hear her,
"Keep me safe....... more like trying to get rid of me............ It's not fair....." Her mind drifted to the earlier events of the day when her parents had dropped her off.
"It's just for a little while, until things back at home settle down a bit." Her mother had said, just before she walked out the door. Saria had protested,
"But Ah di'n't think thangs was bad at home! Ah'm not scared of so'em weird!" Saria's older sister Ranae had just shook her head and pulled Saria into the house. Saria had run to the window as soon as Ranae had let go of her, but it was too late. She watched her parents drive off in their little red car, and that was when it happened. The air had become suddenly heavier as she filled with rage towards her mother and father. How dare they leave her behind? She wanted to be at home with her friends! Now, looking back on that moment she scared herself. 'Did Ah do that?' she wondered, the air had choked everyone when she had gotten angry, but then again maybe everyone was just hyperventilating. She tried to convince herself that she had nothing to do with it, but she couldn't. She finally gave up on sorting out the events of earlier, and walked over to the bed she would be sleeping on. Her grandmother had decorated the room with flower print sheets, white furniture, and soft purple walls. Saria sighed and grabbed a pillow with a giant pink flower on the front from the bed. She threw the pillow to the corner of the room farthest from the door, and did the same with the rest of the flower shaped and flower printed pillows. When all the pillows in the room were pilled into the one corner, she pulled the sheets off from the bed and a book, "The Complete Guide To Mechanics" out of her bags, then curled up on the pillow pile to read.
The professor entered the large den where the X-men were chatting with each other waiting for him. The motor in his wheel chair hummed as it went across the plush carpet. The professor cleared his throat and began to speak,
"The disturbance in the air this morning was most likely the result of a new mutant. I know that Magneto has felt this as well. Unfortunately, cerebro is not working properly, so I was unable to pinpoint the new mutants exact location."
"Professor, wouldn't this new mutant be here in Bayville?" Scott asked, resting his arm on the couch behind Jean.
"Your right Scott," The professor said handing Scott a piece of paper, "I have a list of all the new students enlisted in Bayville high. As you can see, there are only three new students. Please keep and eye on them, and let me know if anything happens during school." Kurt, who was hanging on the light, teleported into the middle of the room,
"Don't Vorry professor, Zis will be easy!"
"Kurt, I want you to take this seriously. I am still unsure of this mutant's powers, they could be a danger to both themselves and us." The professor said, trying to discourage Kurt's reckless attitude.
"Yea Kurt, the professor is right. We should like, be careful." Kitty agreed.
"It's getting late, you have school tomorrow." The professor said, ending the conversation. The room suddenly jumped to life as everyone began to speak to each other at the same time. The conversations carried on until it was time for bed, when everyone silently went to their rooms. Rogue lay awake that night, thinking about what the professor had said. Finally, in an effort to get some sleep, Rogue decided to take a walk. She started out the front door, and a slight bit of terror held her back, what if she ran out of breath again and was stuck in the woods suffocating? Rogue shuddered, and decided to settle for a raid of the kitchen instead. She walked sleepily down the hall to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. A jar of pickles tumbled off the shelf and landed oat her feet, shattering into a million pieces.
"Damn." She cried jumping back to avoid the jar. The green pickle juice puddle on the floor, and the pickles rolled across the room leaving little juice trails behind them. Rouge sighed and walked over to the pantry to get the mop and broom. As she passed the window, she heard a voice that she didn't recognize,
"I honestly don't think I should be here."
"Lighten up, or are you chicken?" Rogue stopped dead in her tracks, that last voice was Peitro's, and the first voice sounded female. Thinking quickly, Rogue ducked under the window so that she couldn't be seen.
"I'm not scared! Just tell me why we're here again please." The girls voice said, sounding very annoyed. Rogue heard Peitro laugh quietly,
"Because you wanted to prove that you are braver then your little sister."
"Right, so now what?" the girl asked, her voice sounding scared and nervous. Peitro replied in his smuggest voice,
"Now you go inside and tae something to prove you were here." All was quiet for a second, and Rogue wondered if the girl had chickened out. All her hopes of them leaving were diminished when the girl voice next spoke,
"All right. I'll only be in for a minute then." Rogue heard the sound of foot steps growing closer to the window. She stood up and pressed herself flat against the wall. There was a soft thud of hands pressing against glass as someone opened the window. A foot crawled through the window followed by another and then a body. The body's head was the last to enter the room. It was a girl, not much older then Rogue with blond hair. The girl turned and caught site of Rogue. Rogue didn't hesitate, she lunged and knocked the girl down. Taking off a glove, she placed her hand dangerously close to the girls face,
"Who are you, and what are you do'n in mah house?" The girl shook with fear,
"I'm sorry, really I am don't hurt me, please! My, My name is Ranae. It was just a stupid Dare, I won't do it again I promise, just let me go!" The girl begged. Rogue let the girl up, and pointed to a chair,
"Sit down and don't move. I have to tell the professor what's going on."
"Let her go!" A girl yelled coming through the window. Rogue turned around quickly to see who was coming through the window, but fell to the ground as her breath escaped her lungs and failed to return. Rogue struggled to breath, but she felt as though she were drowning. She choked and coughed fighting for the air she desperately needed. Rogue felt the ground spin beneath her feet, and then everything went black.
"What were you do'en? Mah god your worse then ah I thought! Ranae that was careless, and stupid, not to mention illegal!" Sari fumed as the two girls ran towards their grandmothers house.
"You should have stayed out of it! What did you do to that girl anyways?" Ranae hissed, running faster and harder hoping to beat Saria to the house. Saria sped up as well,
"Ah did'n do anythang, what ever happened you did it!"
"As if! I'm not the weird one in the family!" Ranae said distastefully as both girls ran up the stairs to the house.
"Ya could have fooled me!" Saria growled, giving her sister the cold shoulder and walking into the house. She tip toed up the stairs hopping not to wake her grandmother and the dived into her room. She couldn't help stopping in front of the mirror to look at her reflection. Unlike her sister, Her hair was brown with red highlights and her eyes a light chestnut.
"Maybe she's right. Ah am the weird one in tha family." It was true that she didn't look like any one else in her family. She also liked to build things, everyone else in her family hated to have to do anything involving tools. There was her accent, her dad had an accent too, but her mother and sister didn't. Every one said that she talked like her dad because she spent most of her time with him, and she had never thought twice about it.
"Why can't Ah be more like her?" Saria asked herself, thinking of how perfect everyone thought her sister was.
"Look at Ranae, doesn't she have the prettiest green eyes? Look at Ranae's hair, isn't it beautiful? Ranae is so smart! Isn't Ranae perfect?" Saria said in a mocking voice, then making a gagging noise.
"Ah hate her!" Saria whispered angrily, taking off her day cloths and replacing them with an oversized shirt. She laid down on the pillow pile she had made earlier that day and tried to sleep through the nagging voices in the back of her head, 'If you really hate her, why did you save her?'
"I can't believe you made us late on our first day of school Saria!" Ranae huffed as the two girls left the principal's office. Saria looked stunned at her older sister,
"Me? Your the one who spent and hour in tha bathroom!"
"Well you could have been in the bathroom way before I was if you hadn't slept on that pile of pillows in the corner!" Ranae scoffed,
"This is my locker. I'll see you later loser." Saria glared at her sister and walked off muttering to herself,
"Ah wouldn't have slept late if you di'en keep me out all night rescuing you from a crazy person." Saria found her locker at the end of the hall and set her books down to find her combination. She searched her pockets for the little slip of paper then, after finding nothing, she turned to the books on the floor. She finally found the combination folded up and put inside the front cover of one of her books,
"It's about time. Let's see 27, 10, 23." She entered the combination as she read the numbers aloud. When the lock sprung off the locker, Saria stuffed her things in, eager to get to class to spare herself the embarrassment of being see in the hallway, late on her first day. She turned to go to her next class, but found herself lost.
"Great." she muttered as she spotted some kids heading her way. She only had to option, pretend she wasn't lost and go to the wrong class, or ask someone she didn't know for directions. She decided the second option was best and silently wished that she wouldn't make a fool of herself. She approached the other students timidly,
"'scuse me, Ah'm new here an' I don't know where my first class is an' I was just wonder'n if eny of you could give me directions." One guy seemed to find her accent funny, and started whispering something to a girl in green, but everyone else seemed nice enough. A girl with brown hair, much lighter then her own, offered to take her to her next class.
"Thank you, ah really appreciate this." The girl with brown hair smiled at her,
"It was like, nothing. I'm Kitty." Saria smile back,
"Ah'm Saria, Saria Green."
Please reveiw as always. Also, I'm sory to those of you who find a southern accent odd for my character. I wanted her to have a lot of the trait that the people I live around have, such as the accent that my friends and I have. I know it looks as thoug I've gone over bord, but I haven't even added half of the accent that people where I live speak in.
Saria stared at the sky watching the stars twinkle against the sky like pearls against black velvet. She sighed and began to mutter to herself, hoping that no one would hear her,
"Keep me safe....... more like trying to get rid of me............ It's not fair....." Her mind drifted to the earlier events of the day when her parents had dropped her off.
"It's just for a little while, until things back at home settle down a bit." Her mother had said, just before she walked out the door. Saria had protested,
"But Ah di'n't think thangs was bad at home! Ah'm not scared of so'em weird!" Saria's older sister Ranae had just shook her head and pulled Saria into the house. Saria had run to the window as soon as Ranae had let go of her, but it was too late. She watched her parents drive off in their little red car, and that was when it happened. The air had become suddenly heavier as she filled with rage towards her mother and father. How dare they leave her behind? She wanted to be at home with her friends! Now, looking back on that moment she scared herself. 'Did Ah do that?' she wondered, the air had choked everyone when she had gotten angry, but then again maybe everyone was just hyperventilating. She tried to convince herself that she had nothing to do with it, but she couldn't. She finally gave up on sorting out the events of earlier, and walked over to the bed she would be sleeping on. Her grandmother had decorated the room with flower print sheets, white furniture, and soft purple walls. Saria sighed and grabbed a pillow with a giant pink flower on the front from the bed. She threw the pillow to the corner of the room farthest from the door, and did the same with the rest of the flower shaped and flower printed pillows. When all the pillows in the room were pilled into the one corner, she pulled the sheets off from the bed and a book, "The Complete Guide To Mechanics" out of her bags, then curled up on the pillow pile to read.
The professor entered the large den where the X-men were chatting with each other waiting for him. The motor in his wheel chair hummed as it went across the plush carpet. The professor cleared his throat and began to speak,
"The disturbance in the air this morning was most likely the result of a new mutant. I know that Magneto has felt this as well. Unfortunately, cerebro is not working properly, so I was unable to pinpoint the new mutants exact location."
"Professor, wouldn't this new mutant be here in Bayville?" Scott asked, resting his arm on the couch behind Jean.
"Your right Scott," The professor said handing Scott a piece of paper, "I have a list of all the new students enlisted in Bayville high. As you can see, there are only three new students. Please keep and eye on them, and let me know if anything happens during school." Kurt, who was hanging on the light, teleported into the middle of the room,
"Don't Vorry professor, Zis will be easy!"
"Kurt, I want you to take this seriously. I am still unsure of this mutant's powers, they could be a danger to both themselves and us." The professor said, trying to discourage Kurt's reckless attitude.
"Yea Kurt, the professor is right. We should like, be careful." Kitty agreed.
"It's getting late, you have school tomorrow." The professor said, ending the conversation. The room suddenly jumped to life as everyone began to speak to each other at the same time. The conversations carried on until it was time for bed, when everyone silently went to their rooms. Rogue lay awake that night, thinking about what the professor had said. Finally, in an effort to get some sleep, Rogue decided to take a walk. She started out the front door, and a slight bit of terror held her back, what if she ran out of breath again and was stuck in the woods suffocating? Rogue shuddered, and decided to settle for a raid of the kitchen instead. She walked sleepily down the hall to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. A jar of pickles tumbled off the shelf and landed oat her feet, shattering into a million pieces.
"Damn." She cried jumping back to avoid the jar. The green pickle juice puddle on the floor, and the pickles rolled across the room leaving little juice trails behind them. Rouge sighed and walked over to the pantry to get the mop and broom. As she passed the window, she heard a voice that she didn't recognize,
"I honestly don't think I should be here."
"Lighten up, or are you chicken?" Rogue stopped dead in her tracks, that last voice was Peitro's, and the first voice sounded female. Thinking quickly, Rogue ducked under the window so that she couldn't be seen.
"I'm not scared! Just tell me why we're here again please." The girls voice said, sounding very annoyed. Rogue heard Peitro laugh quietly,
"Because you wanted to prove that you are braver then your little sister."
"Right, so now what?" the girl asked, her voice sounding scared and nervous. Peitro replied in his smuggest voice,
"Now you go inside and tae something to prove you were here." All was quiet for a second, and Rogue wondered if the girl had chickened out. All her hopes of them leaving were diminished when the girl voice next spoke,
"All right. I'll only be in for a minute then." Rogue heard the sound of foot steps growing closer to the window. She stood up and pressed herself flat against the wall. There was a soft thud of hands pressing against glass as someone opened the window. A foot crawled through the window followed by another and then a body. The body's head was the last to enter the room. It was a girl, not much older then Rogue with blond hair. The girl turned and caught site of Rogue. Rogue didn't hesitate, she lunged and knocked the girl down. Taking off a glove, she placed her hand dangerously close to the girls face,
"Who are you, and what are you do'n in mah house?" The girl shook with fear,
"I'm sorry, really I am don't hurt me, please! My, My name is Ranae. It was just a stupid Dare, I won't do it again I promise, just let me go!" The girl begged. Rogue let the girl up, and pointed to a chair,
"Sit down and don't move. I have to tell the professor what's going on."
"Let her go!" A girl yelled coming through the window. Rogue turned around quickly to see who was coming through the window, but fell to the ground as her breath escaped her lungs and failed to return. Rogue struggled to breath, but she felt as though she were drowning. She choked and coughed fighting for the air she desperately needed. Rogue felt the ground spin beneath her feet, and then everything went black.
"What were you do'en? Mah god your worse then ah I thought! Ranae that was careless, and stupid, not to mention illegal!" Sari fumed as the two girls ran towards their grandmothers house.
"You should have stayed out of it! What did you do to that girl anyways?" Ranae hissed, running faster and harder hoping to beat Saria to the house. Saria sped up as well,
"Ah did'n do anythang, what ever happened you did it!"
"As if! I'm not the weird one in the family!" Ranae said distastefully as both girls ran up the stairs to the house.
"Ya could have fooled me!" Saria growled, giving her sister the cold shoulder and walking into the house. She tip toed up the stairs hopping not to wake her grandmother and the dived into her room. She couldn't help stopping in front of the mirror to look at her reflection. Unlike her sister, Her hair was brown with red highlights and her eyes a light chestnut.
"Maybe she's right. Ah am the weird one in tha family." It was true that she didn't look like any one else in her family. She also liked to build things, everyone else in her family hated to have to do anything involving tools. There was her accent, her dad had an accent too, but her mother and sister didn't. Every one said that she talked like her dad because she spent most of her time with him, and she had never thought twice about it.
"Why can't Ah be more like her?" Saria asked herself, thinking of how perfect everyone thought her sister was.
"Look at Ranae, doesn't she have the prettiest green eyes? Look at Ranae's hair, isn't it beautiful? Ranae is so smart! Isn't Ranae perfect?" Saria said in a mocking voice, then making a gagging noise.
"Ah hate her!" Saria whispered angrily, taking off her day cloths and replacing them with an oversized shirt. She laid down on the pillow pile she had made earlier that day and tried to sleep through the nagging voices in the back of her head, 'If you really hate her, why did you save her?'
"I can't believe you made us late on our first day of school Saria!" Ranae huffed as the two girls left the principal's office. Saria looked stunned at her older sister,
"Me? Your the one who spent and hour in tha bathroom!"
"Well you could have been in the bathroom way before I was if you hadn't slept on that pile of pillows in the corner!" Ranae scoffed,
"This is my locker. I'll see you later loser." Saria glared at her sister and walked off muttering to herself,
"Ah wouldn't have slept late if you di'en keep me out all night rescuing you from a crazy person." Saria found her locker at the end of the hall and set her books down to find her combination. She searched her pockets for the little slip of paper then, after finding nothing, she turned to the books on the floor. She finally found the combination folded up and put inside the front cover of one of her books,
"It's about time. Let's see 27, 10, 23." She entered the combination as she read the numbers aloud. When the lock sprung off the locker, Saria stuffed her things in, eager to get to class to spare herself the embarrassment of being see in the hallway, late on her first day. She turned to go to her next class, but found herself lost.
"Great." she muttered as she spotted some kids heading her way. She only had to option, pretend she wasn't lost and go to the wrong class, or ask someone she didn't know for directions. She decided the second option was best and silently wished that she wouldn't make a fool of herself. She approached the other students timidly,
"'scuse me, Ah'm new here an' I don't know where my first class is an' I was just wonder'n if eny of you could give me directions." One guy seemed to find her accent funny, and started whispering something to a girl in green, but everyone else seemed nice enough. A girl with brown hair, much lighter then her own, offered to take her to her next class.
"Thank you, ah really appreciate this." The girl with brown hair smiled at her,
"It was like, nothing. I'm Kitty." Saria smile back,
"Ah'm Saria, Saria Green."
Please reveiw as always. Also, I'm sory to those of you who find a southern accent odd for my character. I wanted her to have a lot of the trait that the people I live around have, such as the accent that my friends and I have. I know it looks as thoug I've gone over bord, but I haven't even added half of the accent that people where I live speak in.
