Disclaimer: I do not own X-men Evolution
Author: This ones a little short- really really sorry!
Chapter 4
Principle Darkholme looked over at Kurt from behind her glasses, dismissing Jean and Scott with a sharp tongue and a commanding, if not dismissive, wave.
Kurt gulped, remembering not to nervously smile or cut his tongue on his new fangs. He stood rather awkwardly, his feet expressing their rage in nice burning blisters- and that was just with walking back to the school! He dreaded to think about what they'd be like by the end of the week- if he survived this little meeting.
"Is there a stunning reason why you felt it was unnecessary to make an appearance in class today?" came the voice laced with a mixture of distaste and something else.
Kurt just frowned, it was so difficult not to grin or say something without a snide comment. It was also difficult to understand pointlessly long words- 'un necessary', 'appearance'.
Kurt had only been learning the language for a year and although he was an incredibly fast learner there were a few parts and meanings in the language that confused him.
"I wasn't feeling well" he softly spoke.
"You seem well enough to me!" the Principle stood up and stared at Kurt for a long minute. It was a struggle for him not to fidget.
Kurt really wanted to make a comment about waking up with new feet and fangs but he figured that it wouldn't be appreciated.
"I feel better now" he supplied.
Darkholme sat back down, "Fine, go to your class" and she diffused, just like that. Kurt was startled and it took him a prolonged second to exit the room.
Muttering to himself about the strangeness of people and how much reputations distorted them, he started walking in the direction of his class. He was sure that he'd once heard Principle Darkholme being described as a 'dragon' and then whoever had said that was corrected with a 'that's an insult to dragons!'
Kurt had expected at least a month of detentions; instead he got nothing!
"Must be my lucky day" he grinned and smacked straight into his P.E teacher.
Hank McCoy is a mutant. With the help of a holo-projecter hidden in the form of an ugly watch he is able to look like a normal person. Underneath the projection he looks more like a huge, blue furred, fanged, ape-like creature: that has impressive stamina, agility and speed. He is one of the most intelligent mutants in existence. Currently he resides in the Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters after allowing the Professor to unleash his 'beast' in an effort to gain control. Managing this he is now able to teach both mutants at the Institute and 'normal' children at Bayville High.
Kurt didn't know this. To him Mr McCoy was but another 'normal' person and another threat.
"Hi Kurt" Hank smiled kindly, "In a hurry?"
Kurt looked down at the bottom of his baggies and instantly changed his grin into an embarrassed grimace, "Uh sorry. I have to go- I'm already late" and he continued on his way at a faster pace, only freezing once for a vague second when Hank replied.
"Ok, seeya later….. Interesting- Fangs"
Kurt thought to turn around but found himself running to class instead. "That did not just happen," he growled to himself.
Rushing into the quiet, probably boring, class he gave a small smile to Evan who embarrassed him by shouting across the class, "Yo! K-man- Glad you came!" he waved enthusiastically and chucked his paper aeroplane to Kurt.
"Yeah" Kurt replied.
All through the lesson he just couldn't concentrate, it seemed impossible that all of this had been happening. 'What if it gets worse?' came a fear-laced thought. Kurt groaned a little which prompted the teacher into asking, "Kurt, is everything ok?"
Even though he detested lies, "I'm fine".
Author: I know its short but well…. It's been a long weekend. Anyways…
Plz review!!!!
Author: This ones a little short- really really sorry!
Chapter 4
Principle Darkholme looked over at Kurt from behind her glasses, dismissing Jean and Scott with a sharp tongue and a commanding, if not dismissive, wave.
Kurt gulped, remembering not to nervously smile or cut his tongue on his new fangs. He stood rather awkwardly, his feet expressing their rage in nice burning blisters- and that was just with walking back to the school! He dreaded to think about what they'd be like by the end of the week- if he survived this little meeting.
"Is there a stunning reason why you felt it was unnecessary to make an appearance in class today?" came the voice laced with a mixture of distaste and something else.
Kurt just frowned, it was so difficult not to grin or say something without a snide comment. It was also difficult to understand pointlessly long words- 'un necessary', 'appearance'.
Kurt had only been learning the language for a year and although he was an incredibly fast learner there were a few parts and meanings in the language that confused him.
"I wasn't feeling well" he softly spoke.
"You seem well enough to me!" the Principle stood up and stared at Kurt for a long minute. It was a struggle for him not to fidget.
Kurt really wanted to make a comment about waking up with new feet and fangs but he figured that it wouldn't be appreciated.
"I feel better now" he supplied.
Darkholme sat back down, "Fine, go to your class" and she diffused, just like that. Kurt was startled and it took him a prolonged second to exit the room.
Muttering to himself about the strangeness of people and how much reputations distorted them, he started walking in the direction of his class. He was sure that he'd once heard Principle Darkholme being described as a 'dragon' and then whoever had said that was corrected with a 'that's an insult to dragons!'
Kurt had expected at least a month of detentions; instead he got nothing!
"Must be my lucky day" he grinned and smacked straight into his P.E teacher.
Hank McCoy is a mutant. With the help of a holo-projecter hidden in the form of an ugly watch he is able to look like a normal person. Underneath the projection he looks more like a huge, blue furred, fanged, ape-like creature: that has impressive stamina, agility and speed. He is one of the most intelligent mutants in existence. Currently he resides in the Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters after allowing the Professor to unleash his 'beast' in an effort to gain control. Managing this he is now able to teach both mutants at the Institute and 'normal' children at Bayville High.
Kurt didn't know this. To him Mr McCoy was but another 'normal' person and another threat.
"Hi Kurt" Hank smiled kindly, "In a hurry?"
Kurt looked down at the bottom of his baggies and instantly changed his grin into an embarrassed grimace, "Uh sorry. I have to go- I'm already late" and he continued on his way at a faster pace, only freezing once for a vague second when Hank replied.
"Ok, seeya later….. Interesting- Fangs"
Kurt thought to turn around but found himself running to class instead. "That did not just happen," he growled to himself.
Rushing into the quiet, probably boring, class he gave a small smile to Evan who embarrassed him by shouting across the class, "Yo! K-man- Glad you came!" he waved enthusiastically and chucked his paper aeroplane to Kurt.
"Yeah" Kurt replied.
All through the lesson he just couldn't concentrate, it seemed impossible that all of this had been happening. 'What if it gets worse?' came a fear-laced thought. Kurt groaned a little which prompted the teacher into asking, "Kurt, is everything ok?"
Even though he detested lies, "I'm fine".
Author: I know its short but well…. It's been a long weekend. Anyways…
Plz review!!!!