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Chapter 2: What the...
They trampled along an abandoned road, nothing but dust now. It was quite a distance from any inhabited place- for which Kurt was relieved.
They were just a normal looking teenage bunch to any observers, not that there were any.
"So are we just going to walk forever or is there something you guys want?" Kurt looked around warily at his surroundings- trying to work out how to get back home. He nervously ran a find through his hair.
Lance and Fred stopped; they stood not far in front of Kurt, "Hey guys! We're here!" Fred yelled out into the darkness.
"Great…company" Kurt muttered and scratched the bottom of his spine; it'd been getting itchy and stingy lately.
A boy seemed to leap out of no where- it was the weird kid. Todd.
And then a girl came out from the side of the road- probably hidden in the bushes. She was a blond. Her name was on the tip of Kurt's mind but drifted out of reach. He was sure she was in one of his classes…she'd flirted with him.
"This is Toad" Lance pointed at Todd and then waved an arm toward the other newbies, " The Blob, Boom Boom and any second we'll have a…"
A dramatic paused; a white blur sped through the blackness, "Quicksilver".
Kurt smirked and tried, he really did try- not to laugh, "This is sweet- a little group. How cute!" and then he blinked, his attitude and manor deliberately changing into sullen annoyance, "So why am I here?" he kicked some dirt on the ground.
"We want you to join us" Lance almost made it sound like an honour, "We could use someone with your talents".
"I'm not that good a singer" Kurt feigned ignorance and started to walk away.
The Quicksilver guy appeared blocking his way in a blur. "It wasn't really a question".
Kurt frowned, "I don't want any trouble, I won't join you and I won't fight you" he pushed Pietro out of his personal space.
The blond walked up to him and round behind him, she placed her arms on his shoulders, "Why not?" she 'innocently' asked, "It'd been nice to finally have a cute guy around"
Kurt slightly blushed but remained focused, "Sorry, but I really don't think you have the right person".
He unwrapped her arms from his shoulders and started to walk away again.
"Fine" came Lances voice, "However we can't risk you becoming one of the X-geeks. I forgot to introduce myself…" the ground started to move and shift, the dust rising into the air as a crack in the earth sped towards Kurt.
"The names Avalanche!!!"
Kurt tried to run for it, but it was pointless as he tripped and fell. With no choices/ options left -he used his trump card.
BAMF
Although teleporting had been getting easy, it was always a rough ride. Kurt dropped out of his teleport a few feet in the air and crumpled to the floor of his apartment. He knew that it would be a rough ride- given the distance- he just had no idea how much of a rough one. He groaned on the floor, nose bleeding, stomach whining, everything sore. He wasn't designed for this!
His trump card left him off school the next day.
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Jean Grey was called to the Principles office. Personally Jean just didn't like Principle Darkholme, she was sure it was mutual.
"You may go in" the happy secretary informed her.
'They're always happy', Jean mused, and 'I wonder what they think about to stay so happy'. But with a level of self-control that Jean was quite proud of- she avoided using her telepathic powers to find out.
"Thank you" Jean was polite to a fault as she walked into the office, red hair flowing behind her.
"Hello" Darkholme voice strict "Lets cut the pleasantries…" she began although Jean was sure there'd been none in the first place.
"I have a missing foreign exchange student who gets sponsored i.e. paid to turn up too school and although I would love to give him free money- there's no such thing".
Jean was silent and deliberately started picking at her nails, sitting in a chair opposite the curt, short, black haired woman.
"I want you to go retrieve Mr Wagner since it was you I asked to give him the tour and make sure he knows how to reach his class on time- which given today's absence he obviously wasn't given clear enough instructions".
"But Principle Darkholme! " Jean protested, "He's probably just off-sick…"
"That's no excuse. You either go retrieve Mr Wagner or you'll find yourself in detention for at least a month, young lady!"
"Fine, but I'm taking someone with me" the red-haired girl relented and made a settlement.
"Indeed, just get him here!" Darkholme referred to Kurt.
It was well known to Jean Grey, an X-man/gal, that their ever so friendly Principle was a mutant known as Mystic but it was agreed by the man who founded the X-men that all of the kids attending Bayville High should just play along.
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They walked along the street, Scott intensly studying the address on the piece of paper, "I really don't feel right about this Jean"
"Stop being so uptight! I'm not going to detention because this kid doesn't want to turn up….not that I blame him".
"Who exactly is he?" Scott, a brown haired boy who always wore protective shades to protect other people from his hazardous eye laser beams- was also an X-men.
"Kurt? He's just a real quiet kid; Evan tried to make friends with him. He seemed fine and I think they were friends and then as Evan put it- 'he just went into a shell'. As far as I know- Kurt doesn't have any friends but you should see him at the cafeteria!"
"Is that the skinny kid that can eat like a horse?"
"Yeah, that's him. I'm a little worried- he's never been off-school, even that time he had that nasty cold!"
Scott frowned, "I remember him now, I caught a that from him!"
They came to an old run down apartment block, "Whoa the school really went all out" Scott commented.
Jean pressed the buzzer, "Kurt?"
There was only static.
Impatiently Scott tried, buzzing three or four times and receiving a glare from Jean.
"I have a physics exam today- I need to study" he defended.
She just shook her head and pressed the buzzer gain, "Please Kurt, its just me…Jean".
"Uh sorry " the reply was weak and followed with a cough, "Is there something you want?"
"Yeah" Scott replied this time, "We need you to come into school- Darkholmes pissed".
"I'm really not feeling well" came a strained reply with a, "Who is this?"
"Ehh Scott Summers"
"What is it with escorts recently?" muttered Kurt followed by a louder, "Tough, I'm not coming"
They got no further conversation from Kurt.
Inside his apartment Kurt instantly began regretting his short-tempered words with the two other teens but he was feeling very….what was the word- crappy.
He went to walk over to his bed again, he felt heavy and tired, and then he tripped.
Stumbling back to his feet he caught sight of his feet, even covered up in socks they looked different.
"What the hell?!"
Author: Let the fic begin! mwahahahaaaha I know Kurt's a little OOC but since he's going through a lot of new things- new home, new school, new people….new powers and the rest ;) I'll try my best to keep him in character as much as possible. I just hope I'm doing ok with the other characters.
Plz review!!!!
(no flames)
Chapter 2: What the...
They trampled along an abandoned road, nothing but dust now. It was quite a distance from any inhabited place- for which Kurt was relieved.
They were just a normal looking teenage bunch to any observers, not that there were any.
"So are we just going to walk forever or is there something you guys want?" Kurt looked around warily at his surroundings- trying to work out how to get back home. He nervously ran a find through his hair.
Lance and Fred stopped; they stood not far in front of Kurt, "Hey guys! We're here!" Fred yelled out into the darkness.
"Great…company" Kurt muttered and scratched the bottom of his spine; it'd been getting itchy and stingy lately.
A boy seemed to leap out of no where- it was the weird kid. Todd.
And then a girl came out from the side of the road- probably hidden in the bushes. She was a blond. Her name was on the tip of Kurt's mind but drifted out of reach. He was sure she was in one of his classes…she'd flirted with him.
"This is Toad" Lance pointed at Todd and then waved an arm toward the other newbies, " The Blob, Boom Boom and any second we'll have a…"
A dramatic paused; a white blur sped through the blackness, "Quicksilver".
Kurt smirked and tried, he really did try- not to laugh, "This is sweet- a little group. How cute!" and then he blinked, his attitude and manor deliberately changing into sullen annoyance, "So why am I here?" he kicked some dirt on the ground.
"We want you to join us" Lance almost made it sound like an honour, "We could use someone with your talents".
"I'm not that good a singer" Kurt feigned ignorance and started to walk away.
The Quicksilver guy appeared blocking his way in a blur. "It wasn't really a question".
Kurt frowned, "I don't want any trouble, I won't join you and I won't fight you" he pushed Pietro out of his personal space.
The blond walked up to him and round behind him, she placed her arms on his shoulders, "Why not?" she 'innocently' asked, "It'd been nice to finally have a cute guy around"
Kurt slightly blushed but remained focused, "Sorry, but I really don't think you have the right person".
He unwrapped her arms from his shoulders and started to walk away again.
"Fine" came Lances voice, "However we can't risk you becoming one of the X-geeks. I forgot to introduce myself…" the ground started to move and shift, the dust rising into the air as a crack in the earth sped towards Kurt.
"The names Avalanche!!!"
Kurt tried to run for it, but it was pointless as he tripped and fell. With no choices/ options left -he used his trump card.
BAMF
Although teleporting had been getting easy, it was always a rough ride. Kurt dropped out of his teleport a few feet in the air and crumpled to the floor of his apartment. He knew that it would be a rough ride- given the distance- he just had no idea how much of a rough one. He groaned on the floor, nose bleeding, stomach whining, everything sore. He wasn't designed for this!
His trump card left him off school the next day.
---------------------------
Jean Grey was called to the Principles office. Personally Jean just didn't like Principle Darkholme, she was sure it was mutual.
"You may go in" the happy secretary informed her.
'They're always happy', Jean mused, and 'I wonder what they think about to stay so happy'. But with a level of self-control that Jean was quite proud of- she avoided using her telepathic powers to find out.
"Thank you" Jean was polite to a fault as she walked into the office, red hair flowing behind her.
"Hello" Darkholme voice strict "Lets cut the pleasantries…" she began although Jean was sure there'd been none in the first place.
"I have a missing foreign exchange student who gets sponsored i.e. paid to turn up too school and although I would love to give him free money- there's no such thing".
Jean was silent and deliberately started picking at her nails, sitting in a chair opposite the curt, short, black haired woman.
"I want you to go retrieve Mr Wagner since it was you I asked to give him the tour and make sure he knows how to reach his class on time- which given today's absence he obviously wasn't given clear enough instructions".
"But Principle Darkholme! " Jean protested, "He's probably just off-sick…"
"That's no excuse. You either go retrieve Mr Wagner or you'll find yourself in detention for at least a month, young lady!"
"Fine, but I'm taking someone with me" the red-haired girl relented and made a settlement.
"Indeed, just get him here!" Darkholme referred to Kurt.
It was well known to Jean Grey, an X-man/gal, that their ever so friendly Principle was a mutant known as Mystic but it was agreed by the man who founded the X-men that all of the kids attending Bayville High should just play along.
---------------------------
They walked along the street, Scott intensly studying the address on the piece of paper, "I really don't feel right about this Jean"
"Stop being so uptight! I'm not going to detention because this kid doesn't want to turn up….not that I blame him".
"Who exactly is he?" Scott, a brown haired boy who always wore protective shades to protect other people from his hazardous eye laser beams- was also an X-men.
"Kurt? He's just a real quiet kid; Evan tried to make friends with him. He seemed fine and I think they were friends and then as Evan put it- 'he just went into a shell'. As far as I know- Kurt doesn't have any friends but you should see him at the cafeteria!"
"Is that the skinny kid that can eat like a horse?"
"Yeah, that's him. I'm a little worried- he's never been off-school, even that time he had that nasty cold!"
Scott frowned, "I remember him now, I caught a that from him!"
They came to an old run down apartment block, "Whoa the school really went all out" Scott commented.
Jean pressed the buzzer, "Kurt?"
There was only static.
Impatiently Scott tried, buzzing three or four times and receiving a glare from Jean.
"I have a physics exam today- I need to study" he defended.
She just shook her head and pressed the buzzer gain, "Please Kurt, its just me…Jean".
"Uh sorry " the reply was weak and followed with a cough, "Is there something you want?"
"Yeah" Scott replied this time, "We need you to come into school- Darkholmes pissed".
"I'm really not feeling well" came a strained reply with a, "Who is this?"
"Ehh Scott Summers"
"What is it with escorts recently?" muttered Kurt followed by a louder, "Tough, I'm not coming"
They got no further conversation from Kurt.
Inside his apartment Kurt instantly began regretting his short-tempered words with the two other teens but he was feeling very….what was the word- crappy.
He went to walk over to his bed again, he felt heavy and tired, and then he tripped.
Stumbling back to his feet he caught sight of his feet, even covered up in socks they looked different.
"What the hell?!"
Author: Let the fic begin! mwahahahaaaha I know Kurt's a little OOC but since he's going through a lot of new things- new home, new school, new people….new powers and the rest ;) I'll try my best to keep him in character as much as possible. I just hope I'm doing ok with the other characters.
Plz review!!!!
(no flames)