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Sheila sat on the plane fingering the necklace her mother gave her.

"Honey, I want you to have this..."

"But mom wasn't that grandma's ne.."

"Yes.. But since you going so far away, I want you to keep it to remember me by..." She mother told her tearfully, sweeping her up into a hug.

"Mom I'll miss you..." Sheila whispered, feeling like a small child.

"We'll miss you too..." He father said joining the embrace. They sat like that for a few minutes before the planes engine started.

"Sheila it's time to go..." Ororo informed her, walking up the plane's fold away steps.

Sheila let go of her parents, but still tempted to return into the hug. She didn't really want to leave. She would miss them so much... A tear slid down her already wet cheek.

"Call us when you get there!!!" Her mother cried.

"I will!" She yelled back, and with a last wave, she entered the plane.

Sheila watched them all through take off. Her mother clinging to her father for support, her father trying to console her. God she didn't want to leave them... And she wouldn't have of... if she hadn't looked like... well like she did.

"It's alright Sheila." Ororo said from the seat across the isle, "You will see them again."

Sheila nodded. It had happened so fast. One minute they had asked if she was willing to go will them to the institute, the next minute they were making arrangements with her parents. She had said yes. Although at first her father wasn't excited about the strangers when he got home, in the end he agreed that it would be best.

'Why couldn't I be like the Professor or Ororo...?' She wondered longfully. THEY were mutants, and THEY looked normal. Even if she was wet all the time... at least she would be normal looking... Not like a 'Little mermaid' reject. Besides, what was the point of having powers she couldn't even control??? Sheila looked over to Ororo.

"Ororo?"

"Yes child?" She replied, hair swaying as she turned her head.

"Do you think..."

"What is it?"

"Do you think you can show me how to use my powers???" She asked meekly.

Ororo smiled, getting up.

"Of course I will."

Sheila watched as she sat down, a little nervous. What could her powers really do?

"Alright first I want you to hold out your finger."

"My finger?" Sheila asked skeptically.

"Yes like this." Ororo said, pointing out her finger in an example. Sheila did as told, finger now in the air.

"Now, concentrate all of your energy onto your finger." Ororo instructed.

"Wait... What?" Sheila asked bringing her finger back down. Ororo grabbed her hand, pushing it back up.

"Concentrate." She half ordered.

"But how...?"

"Just try."

Sheila sighed, closing her eyes.

'I'm concentrating on my finger... I'm concentrating... oh this is stupid.' She thought, she was about to speak when Ororo said,

"Now open your eyes Sheila."

Her eyes opened, and she stared at her finger. The water laying on her hands was dripping UP her finger, it was if gravity invertly affected it. A top her finger, water spat onto the seat infront of her; resembling a small water gun. Sheila gasped, and the water stopped, trickling back down her hand.

"That is your power." Ororo said.

"So I can move water..." Sheila whispered staring at her hand, still amazed that the water had traveled up and not down it.

The ride after that was very uneventful. Sheila just lazily stared into the clouds, necklace entangled in her hand. She soon fell asleep and dreamed...

* * * * * * * * * * *

She was on an island. Surrounded by a never ending ocean. The sea was calm and she stood alone.

"Hello there..."

She turned looking into the water, a figure emerged, a man. He was colored blue, like her, and had a dolphin's tail.

"You look just like me..." Sheila breathed. He was unnervingly handsome, having muscles that glistened in the sunlight, hair that brushed past his eyes. Oh and his eyes... they were a crystal blue, reflecting the ocean.

"Yes.. and you like me..." He said, his voice made her tremble... He began to make his way over to her, she suddenly felt very aware of the way she looked and brush her hand with her hair.

"Relax..." He soothed, "You look beautiful..."

He was now very close to her, and she felt her heart's pace quicken, it thudded loudly in her ears. Now that she got a better view of his eyes, she realized that they didn't reflect the ocean, but were the ocean. Blue and green swirled together within... She tried to understand how this could possible be, and she moved in closer. He laughed.

"So you like my eyes?"

She nodded, vaguely aware that she was lying against his chest... Staring into his hypnotic eyes...

"I..." She began, but was caught by his lips... He was warm and was tender with her. Lacing his arms around her back...

"I..." She suddenly felt herself falling. She tried to hold on to the man, but darkness stole him away... she fell further and further....

* * * * * * * * * * *

"Sheila?"

"Hmmm?" She mumbled, lifting her head. Where was he? She panicked for a moment, but finally understood that he was in a dream...

"Are you awake? We are almost there." Ororo told her. Sheila got up quickly. That guy.. the one it her dream, he must be the guy that was like her... The one that lives at the institute!!!

"How close are we?" She asked anxiously. Ororo glanced at the new mutant, confused by her sudden vigor.

"We will arrive in about 30 minutes..." She answered. Sheila unbuckled her self, standing.

"Is there uh-- um a bathroom?" Sheila inquired, Ororo nodded gesturing towards the back.

"Thanks, I'll be right back!" Sheila said, giggling as she went down the isle. That guy, she would she him in 30 minutes!!! She shut the door to the bathroom after getting, immediately fixing her hair. She was giddy at the prospect of meeting the handsome boy again... But then again, who wouldn't be?

*Read and review* Ahh. If you reading this, I'm sorry for not updating in such a long time... ThanX for reading. Dedicated to Quela. You all should go and read her kick ass story!