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Alandra had believed Magneto wasn't as bad as everyone had thought him to be. Until she finally saw that twisted side of him. Or maybe Alandra was being a little melodramatic. Even if she was, she couldn't help feeling he was a little crazy. Maybe they all were for being there, but it wasn't like the students had anywhere else to go.
Training sessions were terrible. Alandra dreaded them. She crawled back to her room after her first time. But she was better for it. She was no longer as naïve, and she knew what they were like.
Better than being sheltered like the X-Kids. Being in the X-Men seemed to mess you up. Jean had come up to her, when she saw Alandra with the Brotherhood. She seemed to have the need to rescue people.
"Alandra, we need to talk." Jean had come up to the table where Alandra was sitting at.
"Even Jean's more talkative then you guys," Alandra said, standing up from the table, as they choked down the school food.
"Alandra, I'm worried about you," Jean had said, when they moved away from the table.
"Don't be. You're just wasting time. You don't see these people worrying about me, do you?"
"But they don't know you," Jean shot back, and opened her mouth to continue.
"Well, Jean, the only difference between you and them is that you know my name."
"But I really think you have a problem-"
"And I think YOU have a problem. You have this annoying need to rescue everyone. I don't want to be, because I'm just fine," Alandra explained patiently. She was growing more and more annoyed with Jean, though, because she seemed that she wasn't getting it.
"Alright, fine! All I was trying to do was to help!" Jean turned around, and stormed off.
"I'm glad you finally caught on, Red. It took you long enough," Alandra muttered, taking her seat.
"What was that all about?" Pietro asked.
She shrugged. "She wanted to rescue me, but when I rejected any help, she got upset and walked off," Alandra paused, and sighed," They get on your nerves real fast."
Fred grinned. "So she got to ya?"
Alandra frowned. "No, she didn't get to me," she said, starting to grin again," I was disappointed. I thought Jean was going to be a better conversationalist."
"We have a test in the old lady's class. The one that calls everyone dear?" Pietro told them.
The rest of us groaned. "Well, might as well enjoy our time before we walk the plank," Alandra said. "Since you guys seem to get into a lot of trouble, I suggest you guys dump your trays."
"Why're you doin' this?" Toad asked.
"Why not?" Alandra responded, aiming a spoon full of gunk as her teammates walked away.
…And Alandra got caught. The teacher had glanced in her direction as she had launched the food. Alandra had the perfect aim, though. Hit the teacher square in the forehead.
The cafeteria erupted into the roar of laughter. That was the best part. The worst part was, that Mystique was steamed. She had avoided serious punishment by volunteering for a training session that night.
"Harsh," Toad commented, when she explained it.
"The test is going to be even harsher," Alandra said.
"We'll get through it," Lance said grimly.