It was her first night in the room and she couldn't sleep, As if she were a child again, she imagined that the shadows were strange monsters coming to get her. She was curled in a fetal position in the middle of the big bed and breathed in the soft feminine scent of fresh laundry and peppermint, and by the time it was near midnight, she was lulled asleep.

Her dreams were a mix of colors and sound, she saw her mother Annie, so pretty with her long blonde hair and her soft summery green eyes and full lips. She saw Logan, looking dangerous and manly, hearing his agitated voice, the way his dark eyes grew a ring of burnished gold when he was really mad, it all seemed real enough that she could reach out and touch it.

The rest of her night was dreamless and cold as steel. She was trapped in her dreams; the eerie calm of the dark and void of loneness she felt yet couldn't escape. When she woke up, she was sprawled across the bed like an eagle and her head was buried under the soft pillows so the soft yellow light didn't reach her.

She combed her fingers through her mused hair and looked out the window that the bed was level with. The rain the day before had done the earth good, she decided as she examined the ivy that was slowly crawling up the side of the building and watched the people walking back and forth.

There was one man who caught her attention, however the girl she had met the day before, Rouge, was clinging to him, but despite the heat, she was wearing thick leather gloves. The guy she was with, had spiky light brown hair and the most perfect skin, besides her own, that Kelly had ever seen, she couldn't see the color of his eyes, but she imagined them being either a dark or light blue. Maybe a gray.

She pulled the doors of the cabinet open and ruffled through the clothes and chose a pair of the softest pair of denim jeans she thought existed in the world and a long silky top the color of cranberries. She fused with her hair until it was smooth and stood out in small pixie spikes that made her look like a tiger in silk.

When she got by the base of the stairs, Logan suddenly appeared by her. His hair was perfect as usual and his eyes were clear, but had slight bags under them. "I'm sorry about last night" He said more to her feet then her face. She traced her fingers over his muscles arm that was bare in the white wife beater he was wearing and admired the firmness.

"Don't worry about it," She said with a slight smile. He fingered the soft material of the shirt that she was wearing and raised a dark eyebrow. "Who are you all dolled up for?" He asked and Kelly shrugged a smile shoulder. "No one" Logan laughed and poked her with his index finger. "Yeah I don't buy that. You like someone already, come on spill it" Kelly blushed and tucked a few short hairs behind her ruby encrusted ear. "I don't know his name, I wanted to go talk to him" Logan grinned a real grin, not one of those half-assed ones he was so fond of. "Alright, just make sure it's not Bobby, Marie sort of has a claim on him"

Logan wandered away and left Kelly to her own devices. Giving up on the cute boy in the garden, Kelly decided that she wanted to explore the place they expected her to live. The corridors were long and seemingly endless, but they twisted and turned until they came to an end that was capped off with windows. As she walked she hummed a happy Irish tune and delicately jumped onto the point of her toes as she danced nimbly down the hallway.

Scott had been watching her for a while, the easy way she moved on her long legs and the sultry quality of her voice when she softly sang little Gaelic nothings. When she was in mid-arabesque, she spotted him and flushed with embarrassment. "I didn't know there was anyone around," She admitted sheepishly. "Why did you stop?" Scott asked as he took a step closer to her. She opened her mouth but couldn't make anything come out. "You dance well, my little sister used to dance and she actually talked me into taking lessons with her"

Kelly tried to hide her smile but Scott laughed. "Go ahead and laugh at me I don't care anymore" She examined him carefully and approved. He definitely wasn't as handsome as her father was; he was more pretty then handsome. It was odd that she was drawn to him, she rarely liked men who's hair was longer then her own. "Scott Summers" He said as he held out a hand that Kelly observed were smooth, not like Logan's whose hands had honest calluses.

"I know," She said as she shook his hand. He cocked his head to the side. "How?" Kelly grinned and Scott noticed the dimples. "Because it's a pretty boy name, and you are definitely pretty" As walked away and Scott couldn't help but follow her. She was so intriguing. "So I'm a pretty boy huh?" He asked as he trotted next to her side. She glanced at him from the corners of her smiles and winked at him playfully. "Yeah, you're the prettiest boy I've ever seen. " She pirouetted gracefully and had Scott smiling again.

"How can you be Logan's daughter?" He asked suddenly which made Kelly almost break her ankle during her au-pointe. "Excuse me?" She coughed as she rubbed at her ankle almost angrily. "Did he tell you I was his daughter?" Scott shook his head. "No, but it's obvious because you look almost exactly like him, I mean without the evil" Kelly stared at him for a second before bursting out into laughter so hard that she had burst into tears.

A little confused, no scratch that, very confused, Scott scratched at the back of his neck and waited for the laughter to subside. "I'm sorry," Kelly said as she wiped at the tears. "It's just that that is the strangest thing that I think I have ever heard, and believe me Scottie boy I have heard A LOT" Still confused, he let her use the sleeve of his shirt to wipe the tears away. "I like Slick, and I think this is a place that I might actually not mind staying around at"

Scott nodded slowly and smiled. "Well that's good to hear. Have you decided what classes that you want to take?" Kelly shook her head and cracked her fingers and back which made Scott want to cringe, he couldn't stand it. "No. Do you have dancing here?" Scott hesitated. "Well no, not exactly. See most of the students here are too young and the ones who are old enough aren't very interested in it, so Xavier decided not to" Kelly glared at Scott when smiled blindingly. "I'll just have to have a talk with him then"