Chapter 2
Morning arrived in three shades of gray, matching my mood perfectly. I hear the forecast is 'slightly cloudy with a chance of rain', and I try to remember the last time I've witnessed a beautiful day. It seems all I ever see outside my bedroom window is gray. Or maybe I'm just unable to see outside of myself. Maybe I don't care anymore.
I hear others getting up with the light and getting ready for the day, yet I'm invisible underneath my fortress of blankets. I think I heard Jubilee or Kitty ask me if I'm coming down for breakfast, but then again, I'm not sure. I think I've heard a lot of things. I hear them day after day, night after night; living their life normally – or as normally as mutants can live for that matter.
I sit here and wonder how long it'll be before everyone goes off into the world – a world that hates and fears us, yet depends on us in some twisted way. They need the X-Men to protect them from the real threat; the dangerous mutants out there. But then again, we're all dangerous to them. White or black, strong or weak, good or evil. Doesn't matter. We're all the same to them. And in a way, they've all become the same to us. Funny how the world works sometimes.
It's strange how I look back and see the kind of person I've become. I'm so different than what I used to be. I think everything started changing when Jonas came to the school. The day he arrived, I remember, it was the worst hail storm New York has seen in over twenty years. It was almost an omen that things would be changing, and so they did. Scott and Jean cancelled their engagement not too soon after. Storm was injured in a battle with Mystique, Logan left to some unknown location, Bobby broke my heart with a 'just friends' speech and my parents no longer acknowledged that I was their child. The only thing good happening in my life would be Jonas. His carefree attitude about everything began to rub off on me. He would get into trouble and actually enjoy it, and pretty soon he had me getting into trouble right along with him. And before I knew it, I was enjoying it as well. When I'm with Jonas, things don't seem all that bad. It's like he has this magnetic energy about him, drawing me in until I'm completely lost in him. And I think I like it.
Jonas and I have this connection that extends far beyond friendship, but not quite love. Something just short of need. Power? Perhaps. Funny how it feels like you know so much about a person, and yet you don't really know them at all. He never told me one thing about himself; his full name, where he came from, or even his mutation is a mystery. Maybe it's better this way. All I know is, things have been changing around here, and it's all been building up. Only a matter of time before there's an explosion, and I have a feeling that I'm at the center of it.
