I slowly opened the door to my new room.
Wow. It was the first word that came to my mind. It was completely furnished. A
beautiful oak bed was in a far corner of the room. Crisp new sheets were folded
upon it. I looked around. This room was more beautiful than anything I'd ever
seen. But then again, I was used to sleeping in the sewers. I shrugged and sat
down on the bed, almost afraid to disturb their perfect appearance. I had a
small bag of my old clothes that I brought with, but that was it. I didn't keep
a lot of things, only the bare necessities.
After I had gotten a feel for my new room, I decided to
explore the mansion its self. I stepped out into the hall. They weren't as busy
as when I first came. The students were probably in class. This place was also
a school, or so the Professor told me. I shook my head. There was never
anything like this when I was a kid, well, at least I didn't know of any
such of a place. I was forced to hide from society, my whole life. And, when I
was little, I could never understand why. And I still didn't really, what was
the difference between discriminating someone who was a different race,
religion, or ethnicity and hating us, mutants.
"I do not like this, Rogue, I don't like it at all."
"Ah dunno Ro, maybe it'll work out. If the Professa'
thinks she's alright, maybe we should too?"
I peered around a corner of a wall and listened to the
two X-Women talking…. about me.
Ororo frowned, "No, I will not buy it. We cannot just
start inviting criminals to be on the X-Men! Do you know how many illegal
crimes she has committed? How many lives she has taken?"
Rogue shrugged, "Ah know, Ah know. But that was
before…well ya know, ya did what ya did. She's not like that anymore; ya took
that way of life out of her. Literally."
I gritted my teeth. Life at the mansion so far wasn't
much better than life on the streets. I casually walked around the corner,
catching each of the ladies' attention.
Rogue shot Ororo a quick glance, almost telling her with
her eyes to behave, "Well hello there sug'ah, how are ya findin' life at the
mansion?" she smiled
She tried to sound sincere, I almost laughed. I could
easily tell how fake it all was, "Well you know. The usual, be stared at, being
under everyone's suspicion," I stopped at glared at Ororo, "And of course,
being talked about behind my back." With that, I picked up my pace and left.
Everyone I ran into kept asking, "how's life at the
mansion?" What the hell did they want me say? "Oh well, I LOVE IT! It's
great! The best thing that's ever happened to me!" Yeah, I rolled my eyes. As
if that wasn't a load of bullshit. Truth be told, I couldn't stand it. I hate
being lied to…and that's all people were doing. Putting on a fake welcoming
act. I knew that none of them wanted me here, and I couldn't really blame them.
I was a killer, on a team who fought people like me.
"Hey dere Sarah! Wait fo' Remy!" I looked back and saw
the smiling face of the only X-Men who I really enjoyed talking to.
"Hi Remy." I stated plainly, not stopping, but slowing
down my walking speed.
He caught up to me, "I heard Stormy and Rogue talkin'
bout what jus' happen'd. Listen petite, don't chu listen to dem. Dis whole
situation is jus' summtin new for dem."
I stopped; appalled that he was taking their side,
"You think this isn't hard for me? Think again! Put yourself in my
shoes, coming into a place where everyone hates you. It sure as hell isn't
easy! You tell them pretty-pretties their problems aint nuthin compared to
mine!" I pushed myself past him.
He grabbed my arm, "Not everyone hates you."
"Bull! You know, I know, and they know they do! Its no
fuckin secret!" I raised my voice to a loud volume.
"Sarah, " he sighed, "Gambit don't know what to say…give
dis some time. It'll all work out." He let go of my arm, "Trust me, non?"
I stared at his eyes that were pleading with me to
believe what he was saying, "Yeah, whatever, I guess." I shrugged.
He smiled at me with his flashy grin, "Good! Den lets go
get some eats, eh? Gambit hungry, maybe I show you around. Sound good?"
I nodded. If there was anything holding be back from leaving, it was Remy. There was just something about him, that made me want to stay…
