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Chapter 5
Kurt didn't feel well. 'Nothing new about that lately' he mused to himself.
The class were meant to be using today's lesson to study for the exam coming up tomorrow.
Kurt peered up from his book and looked around in wonder.
If Scott Summers was a mutant, albeit a moody one in Kurt's opinion, then that meant there could be others- just hiding as normal people.
He was painfully aware of Lance, Pietro, Tabitha, Toad and Fred- tragically they were not in any of his classes.
Then there was Scott.
Kurt paused his line of thinking to scratch a really sore part of his lower back and shift, trying to get comfortable, in his seat.
Scott was a mutant. There were no other explanations to the guys 'eye problem.' He vaguely remembered Lance saying that since Kurt wouldn't join them, he couldn't let Kurt join the X-geeks.
'The X-Geeks' -Kurt suspected that that wasn't their real name. Whatever the name of this other group was- were they any better than Lance's crew?
He'd once over heard it being called 'The Brotherhood' by Todd or Toad- whatever.
"Is there a problem Mr Wagner?" the shrill voice of the teacher interrupted his current thoughts.
"No, I was just taking a moment" he looked over to her as innocently as possible with a tentative smile- he really couldn't afford any detentions this week. His milkshakes took priority, if they could even be called 'Milkshakes'.
He'd worked out that it was more to do with his metabolism than actually appetite but either way, he had to start taking better care of both.
"Hmph" the teacher looked back down to the stack load of papers clogging her desk space and choose just to let it go with a, "there's time for 'taking a moment' outside of class"
"Yes, Miss" Kurt tried to focus of his workbook again, ignoring the usual snickers from other class members.
'I wonder if anyone in this class is a mutant' -forgetting the book again, he glanced to the right, front, and left of his desk where other people sat at their own tables.
There was that girl with the ponytail, the one who'd run him over not that long ago in the corridor. He couldn't remember her name but having thought that- she was quite cute. She was what was commonly termed as a 'girlie girl' and 'science nerd.' Nothing wrong with that, Kurt reasoned, but it was her narrow minded attitude about 'what party to go to' or 'who is the coolest guy in school' that had made Kurt wonder about her.
It was odd-Kurt still didn't see her as shallow. She just always seemed to be trying just a little too hard to be…
Kurt stopped and realised that he was staring at her and what was worse, she'd noticed and was looking back at him. He quickly turned his head away, blushing pink, and got back to his book.
After actually doing some studying for twenty minutes and waiting for the heat from his cheeks to die down, he awkwardly shifted in his seat again.
His lower back was definitely starting to worry him, he tried to focus on something else and noticed the pen in his hand was a nice shade of blue. It wasn't that bright and there wasn't that much sunshine coming through the windows but still the blue seemed to reflect palely onto his skin giving it a bluish tint.
Kurt felt a cold shiver crawl down his back as he realised that the bluish tint was actually present on the rest of his arm as well, pulling up his shirt sleeve a little- it was also blue on the rest of his arm!
The tint wasn't really noticeable unless you were studying his skin colour with close up intensity, somebody would have said something about Kurt turning blue if it was really bad by now.
Really wishing he had some pain killers for his back and hoping that his skin wouldn't get any worse, he decided to continue his thoughts- maybe these X-people could help him.
This brought him back to Scott. That dude was definitely a mutant. He didn't seem to be a bad guy, Kurt reflected on the incident at the American football game. Maybe he should talk to him.
Evan sat to the left of his table (Kitty sat to the right). Kurt internally laughed to himself, 'The wonder that is Evan.' It was simply too difficult to tell if he was a mutant! Evan had always seemed open and nice enough to Kurt. A little 'too open' and just a little too loud. Surely a mutant would want to stay as quiet as possible to avoid being noticed? - That's what Kurt had done after all.
Evan was the total opposite. He was loud and loaded with a sense of humour.
"Ack" Kurt groaned out loud- it was far too difficult to tell!
"What is it now, Mr Wagner?" the exasperated teacher cut through Kurt's mind like chalk on a blackboard.
"Can I go to the medical room?" he asked at the realisation that he definitely needed some pain killers, his spine felt like it was ready to rip out off his back.
"Fine, you may go," sighed the disgruntled teacher, "But be quick about it" she ordered without even bothering to ask what was wrong. This worked for Kurt- he hated having to lie.
He got up, feet as usual protesting, "Probably the only person in the world with feet allergic to the ground" he muttered and made his way over to the door.
"Wait" the teachers command stopping him in his tracks, she glanced at the class register, "Miss Pryde, would you please accompany Mr Wagner to the Medical Room?- just to make sure he gets there all right without getting....distracted"
It wasn't like a real question or a request, Kitty stood up looking rather peeved that she had to stop her study.
"Like sure" she sullenly muttered and walked to the door, both of them left the class together.
'Science nerds' Kurt internally complained.
The corridors of the school were empty, as expected since everyone was meant to be in class. The two students walked silently down the corridor, one slightly lagging behind the other. It was close to lunchtime and the smells from the lunchroom floated in the corridors prompting the stomach of the boy lagging behind- to growl.
"Come on!" the girl tried to speed him up desperately, "I really need to pass this exam tomorrow!"
Kurt stopped and lowered himself stiffly to the floor, on all fours, "I can't go to the Medical Room" he suddenly seemed to realise and speak out loud.
"I'm not carrying you" Kitty towered over him and tried to grab his arm to haul him to his feet.
The burning sensation in his lower back had intensified, it was becoming difficult to think, "Knew I shouldn't have come into school today" Kurt almost whimpered.
Kitty's mildly angry expressed melted into worry and fear, "You're turning blue!" she shrieked.
Kurt closed his eyes, 'What was I thinking?! they won't just hand over some pain-killers-they'll want to do a heath check-up and even then i'd need a doctors slip/note for it!'
"I have to go" he looked up at her, his face getting bluer and bluer, the white in his brown eyes glowing feverishly.
She was now on the floor with him, "You can barely move!" she pointed out and chewed her lip.
His vision was greying slightly as his eyes couldn't currently work out if it they were in night-vision mode or normal mode.
"Don't tell!" Kurt pleaded as he looked at her desperately. He looked down at his hands, if his eyes sight wasn't so bad-he'd have noticed that they were somehow changing as well.
Then he concentrated on nothing but his little apartment home and frightfully murmured, "There's no place like home" just to order his thoughts and
BAMF
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Author (me): Think Kurt's time of playing 'normal' may have just expired. Poor Night crawler. hmmm..Should i continue this fic?
Anyways
Reviews are very appreciated. i.e. please review
(No flames)
Chapter 5
Kurt didn't feel well. 'Nothing new about that lately' he mused to himself.
The class were meant to be using today's lesson to study for the exam coming up tomorrow.
Kurt peered up from his book and looked around in wonder.
If Scott Summers was a mutant, albeit a moody one in Kurt's opinion, then that meant there could be others- just hiding as normal people.
He was painfully aware of Lance, Pietro, Tabitha, Toad and Fred- tragically they were not in any of his classes.
Then there was Scott.
Kurt paused his line of thinking to scratch a really sore part of his lower back and shift, trying to get comfortable, in his seat.
Scott was a mutant. There were no other explanations to the guys 'eye problem.' He vaguely remembered Lance saying that since Kurt wouldn't join them, he couldn't let Kurt join the X-geeks.
'The X-Geeks' -Kurt suspected that that wasn't their real name. Whatever the name of this other group was- were they any better than Lance's crew?
He'd once over heard it being called 'The Brotherhood' by Todd or Toad- whatever.
"Is there a problem Mr Wagner?" the shrill voice of the teacher interrupted his current thoughts.
"No, I was just taking a moment" he looked over to her as innocently as possible with a tentative smile- he really couldn't afford any detentions this week. His milkshakes took priority, if they could even be called 'Milkshakes'.
He'd worked out that it was more to do with his metabolism than actually appetite but either way, he had to start taking better care of both.
"Hmph" the teacher looked back down to the stack load of papers clogging her desk space and choose just to let it go with a, "there's time for 'taking a moment' outside of class"
"Yes, Miss" Kurt tried to focus of his workbook again, ignoring the usual snickers from other class members.
'I wonder if anyone in this class is a mutant' -forgetting the book again, he glanced to the right, front, and left of his desk where other people sat at their own tables.
There was that girl with the ponytail, the one who'd run him over not that long ago in the corridor. He couldn't remember her name but having thought that- she was quite cute. She was what was commonly termed as a 'girlie girl' and 'science nerd.' Nothing wrong with that, Kurt reasoned, but it was her narrow minded attitude about 'what party to go to' or 'who is the coolest guy in school' that had made Kurt wonder about her.
It was odd-Kurt still didn't see her as shallow. She just always seemed to be trying just a little too hard to be…
Kurt stopped and realised that he was staring at her and what was worse, she'd noticed and was looking back at him. He quickly turned his head away, blushing pink, and got back to his book.
After actually doing some studying for twenty minutes and waiting for the heat from his cheeks to die down, he awkwardly shifted in his seat again.
His lower back was definitely starting to worry him, he tried to focus on something else and noticed the pen in his hand was a nice shade of blue. It wasn't that bright and there wasn't that much sunshine coming through the windows but still the blue seemed to reflect palely onto his skin giving it a bluish tint.
Kurt felt a cold shiver crawl down his back as he realised that the bluish tint was actually present on the rest of his arm as well, pulling up his shirt sleeve a little- it was also blue on the rest of his arm!
The tint wasn't really noticeable unless you were studying his skin colour with close up intensity, somebody would have said something about Kurt turning blue if it was really bad by now.
Really wishing he had some pain killers for his back and hoping that his skin wouldn't get any worse, he decided to continue his thoughts- maybe these X-people could help him.
This brought him back to Scott. That dude was definitely a mutant. He didn't seem to be a bad guy, Kurt reflected on the incident at the American football game. Maybe he should talk to him.
Evan sat to the left of his table (Kitty sat to the right). Kurt internally laughed to himself, 'The wonder that is Evan.' It was simply too difficult to tell if he was a mutant! Evan had always seemed open and nice enough to Kurt. A little 'too open' and just a little too loud. Surely a mutant would want to stay as quiet as possible to avoid being noticed? - That's what Kurt had done after all.
Evan was the total opposite. He was loud and loaded with a sense of humour.
"Ack" Kurt groaned out loud- it was far too difficult to tell!
"What is it now, Mr Wagner?" the exasperated teacher cut through Kurt's mind like chalk on a blackboard.
"Can I go to the medical room?" he asked at the realisation that he definitely needed some pain killers, his spine felt like it was ready to rip out off his back.
"Fine, you may go," sighed the disgruntled teacher, "But be quick about it" she ordered without even bothering to ask what was wrong. This worked for Kurt- he hated having to lie.
He got up, feet as usual protesting, "Probably the only person in the world with feet allergic to the ground" he muttered and made his way over to the door.
"Wait" the teachers command stopping him in his tracks, she glanced at the class register, "Miss Pryde, would you please accompany Mr Wagner to the Medical Room?- just to make sure he gets there all right without getting....distracted"
It wasn't like a real question or a request, Kitty stood up looking rather peeved that she had to stop her study.
"Like sure" she sullenly muttered and walked to the door, both of them left the class together.
'Science nerds' Kurt internally complained.
The corridors of the school were empty, as expected since everyone was meant to be in class. The two students walked silently down the corridor, one slightly lagging behind the other. It was close to lunchtime and the smells from the lunchroom floated in the corridors prompting the stomach of the boy lagging behind- to growl.
"Come on!" the girl tried to speed him up desperately, "I really need to pass this exam tomorrow!"
Kurt stopped and lowered himself stiffly to the floor, on all fours, "I can't go to the Medical Room" he suddenly seemed to realise and speak out loud.
"I'm not carrying you" Kitty towered over him and tried to grab his arm to haul him to his feet.
The burning sensation in his lower back had intensified, it was becoming difficult to think, "Knew I shouldn't have come into school today" Kurt almost whimpered.
Kitty's mildly angry expressed melted into worry and fear, "You're turning blue!" she shrieked.
Kurt closed his eyes, 'What was I thinking?! they won't just hand over some pain-killers-they'll want to do a heath check-up and even then i'd need a doctors slip/note for it!'
"I have to go" he looked up at her, his face getting bluer and bluer, the white in his brown eyes glowing feverishly.
She was now on the floor with him, "You can barely move!" she pointed out and chewed her lip.
His vision was greying slightly as his eyes couldn't currently work out if it they were in night-vision mode or normal mode.
"Don't tell!" Kurt pleaded as he looked at her desperately. He looked down at his hands, if his eyes sight wasn't so bad-he'd have noticed that they were somehow changing as well.
Then he concentrated on nothing but his little apartment home and frightfully murmured, "There's no place like home" just to order his thoughts and
BAMF
--------------------------------
Author (me): Think Kurt's time of playing 'normal' may have just expired. Poor Night crawler. hmmm..Should i continue this fic?
Anyways
Reviews are very appreciated. i.e. please review
(No flames)