It was nine before Jane re-joined the land of the conscious the next day and that was only because Scott decided to mow the lawn. She showered and tossed on a set of blue jeans and a red tee and headed down to breakfast. By the response she received it was obvious to her that either the professor or Logan had told then she was there. There was an extra place set for her. She noticed to her annoyance that Scott had given up on the lawn for the time being and was also at the table. "Hi" she said as she sat down.
"Jubilee please pass the salt." Jean asked.
"Sure but its Jane." Jane dared as she passed the salt.
"Excuse me?" Jean asked befuddled so did the rest of the table.
"Its Jane, My name is Jane. Jane Legans"
Most of the table seemed happy at that
"Legan? The Gymnasts? You always did look familiar." Storm noted but left it at that.
Scott however was not going to leave it at that. "So you just decided to change your name?"
"Yes five years ago I decided that I needed to be someone else so I change my name and acted differently and now I'm going back."
"So life got hard and you changed you name and ran away. Life's getting hard again so you change your name again now what you gonna run too." Scott said in a monotone voice. Logan began to stand and tear into Scott when Jane stopped him.
"It's okay Logan Scott feels he needs an answer so I'll give him one. " Turning to Scott, "Yes and no Life didn't get hard it got unbearable."
"Are you saying your life in unbearable know?" Asked a concerned Jean.
"As Jubilee yeah. I created Jubilee to be the opposite of everything people expected me to be, uncoordinated, loud, dumb and lazy. I can't be her anymore it takes too much energy, and I can't even do most of the things I enjoyed. As Jubilee I couldn't just go to the library and get a book. You know I have a library card from a town away just so I can get books with out having to answer all sorts of questions."
"Why?" Asked Rogue.
"I like to read, always have."
"No Ah meant"
"I know what you meant. I guess just saying my parent made me would sound pretty contrite huh? Well I guess I just couldn't take the pressure anymore. My parents expected me to be the best. At Gymnastics at school at everything, and all at once. The month I left I was up to eight hours of Gymnastics. Three hours of music. Six hours of schoolwork. That's seventeen hours day with out travel time or meals, I got no down time and only five to six hours of sleep a night."
"Why would anyone push their kids that hard?" Jean asked angered.
"They liked the money and the notoriety it got them. In the first two months I was competing at a state level and up my we went from a used VW to a new Aero Star my parents took all the money I made and spent it. My dad said that after all his life of hard work he deserved a little of the good life. They started going to parties at night. Besides my mother always wanted to be a gymnast, she was horrible at it. So I guess she used me to live the life."
"You told us you ran a way because your parents died in a car accident and you didn't want to go to a foster home? You lied about that too." Scoot Tossed in.
"Sort of my parents are dead and they died in a car accident it was just a year after I ran away. They didn't even notice it you know. I gave them tons of chances to stop me. I had a friend help me pack up most of my room. The stuff that meant anything to me. She convinced her brother to help us out we packed up his car and drove down to a Store it all place I bought a locker. X-23, my stuff's still there. That was a week before I left. My parents never even noticed."
"Have you lied about anything else? Your age? Your Gender?" Scoot pushed.
"No and no I'm sixteen and female but you knew that."
"When did you leave?" Storm Gently asked.
"The day after my last competition. I won three thousand, my parents Decided to have dinner out to celebrate. They just didn't invite me. So I took the check and any lose bills I could find opened my own private bank account and put it in. It's kept with both a key and an access code. I think I found nearly two hundred that night, I maxed out my debit card that gave me another three hundred and with the money I had taken or been given depending on how you look at it. I left the account with about five thousand. Course I forgot to consider that I had to be Jane and go to that specific bank to get it. I maxed my debit card again the next day when I took off. That I kept in my pocked. I was mugged my third week on the streets. I still had about two hundred."
"But the last competition you where in they said you where eleven?" Storm did the math. "You hadn't just run away when Logan found you, had you?"
"No I was a two year veteran. If you don't mind I have to talk to the professor about some stuff." The truth was she was starting to feel like some oddity on display. She left noting for the first time that Rogue was nowhere in sight.
"Jubilee please pass the salt." Jean asked.
"Sure but its Jane." Jane dared as she passed the salt.
"Excuse me?" Jean asked befuddled so did the rest of the table.
"Its Jane, My name is Jane. Jane Legans"
Most of the table seemed happy at that
"Legan? The Gymnasts? You always did look familiar." Storm noted but left it at that.
Scott however was not going to leave it at that. "So you just decided to change your name?"
"Yes five years ago I decided that I needed to be someone else so I change my name and acted differently and now I'm going back."
"So life got hard and you changed you name and ran away. Life's getting hard again so you change your name again now what you gonna run too." Scott said in a monotone voice. Logan began to stand and tear into Scott when Jane stopped him.
"It's okay Logan Scott feels he needs an answer so I'll give him one. " Turning to Scott, "Yes and no Life didn't get hard it got unbearable."
"Are you saying your life in unbearable know?" Asked a concerned Jean.
"As Jubilee yeah. I created Jubilee to be the opposite of everything people expected me to be, uncoordinated, loud, dumb and lazy. I can't be her anymore it takes too much energy, and I can't even do most of the things I enjoyed. As Jubilee I couldn't just go to the library and get a book. You know I have a library card from a town away just so I can get books with out having to answer all sorts of questions."
"Why?" Asked Rogue.
"I like to read, always have."
"No Ah meant"
"I know what you meant. I guess just saying my parent made me would sound pretty contrite huh? Well I guess I just couldn't take the pressure anymore. My parents expected me to be the best. At Gymnastics at school at everything, and all at once. The month I left I was up to eight hours of Gymnastics. Three hours of music. Six hours of schoolwork. That's seventeen hours day with out travel time or meals, I got no down time and only five to six hours of sleep a night."
"Why would anyone push their kids that hard?" Jean asked angered.
"They liked the money and the notoriety it got them. In the first two months I was competing at a state level and up my we went from a used VW to a new Aero Star my parents took all the money I made and spent it. My dad said that after all his life of hard work he deserved a little of the good life. They started going to parties at night. Besides my mother always wanted to be a gymnast, she was horrible at it. So I guess she used me to live the life."
"You told us you ran a way because your parents died in a car accident and you didn't want to go to a foster home? You lied about that too." Scoot Tossed in.
"Sort of my parents are dead and they died in a car accident it was just a year after I ran away. They didn't even notice it you know. I gave them tons of chances to stop me. I had a friend help me pack up most of my room. The stuff that meant anything to me. She convinced her brother to help us out we packed up his car and drove down to a Store it all place I bought a locker. X-23, my stuff's still there. That was a week before I left. My parents never even noticed."
"Have you lied about anything else? Your age? Your Gender?" Scoot pushed.
"No and no I'm sixteen and female but you knew that."
"When did you leave?" Storm Gently asked.
"The day after my last competition. I won three thousand, my parents Decided to have dinner out to celebrate. They just didn't invite me. So I took the check and any lose bills I could find opened my own private bank account and put it in. It's kept with both a key and an access code. I think I found nearly two hundred that night, I maxed out my debit card that gave me another three hundred and with the money I had taken or been given depending on how you look at it. I left the account with about five thousand. Course I forgot to consider that I had to be Jane and go to that specific bank to get it. I maxed my debit card again the next day when I took off. That I kept in my pocked. I was mugged my third week on the streets. I still had about two hundred."
"But the last competition you where in they said you where eleven?" Storm did the math. "You hadn't just run away when Logan found you, had you?"
"No I was a two year veteran. If you don't mind I have to talk to the professor about some stuff." The truth was she was starting to feel like some oddity on display. She left noting for the first time that Rogue was nowhere in sight.