RV: Hey Magneto will appear soon, I promise.
N: A bad guy! Yay!
K: *half listening* Is he cute?
RV: No. He's in his 50's or 60's.
D: Does Destiny get a boyfriend? Can I be her boyfriend?
RV: *rolls eyes and huffs in annoyance* YES! And NO!
D: A A A H H H! You suck!
`~@#$%^(
"Hi, Dr. Grey," I greet Jean as I walk down the stairs.
"Good morning," she replies giving me a friendly smile. "You look better today."
I return her smile with a faux one. "I feel better," I lie. In actuality, I felt horrible. Not only because I blew up Rogue's and Kitty's radio but because of the dream and the unbearable pain from the earlier this morning.
"Rogue and Kitty are waiting for you in the kitchen. I'm on my way to find Logan so he can take you girls shopping for new clothes for you."
"Oh, I thought Rogue said you were taking us."
"I can't. I'm sorry but this will give you a better chance to get to know your fa- Logan and the girls." Jean's eyes flash with nervousness. I want to ask her what she was planning to end the sentence with but she unknowingly cuts me off. "Do you need a pair of shoes?" she asks looking down at my bare feet.
I shrug. "Do I have to wear them?"
The nervousness in her eyes vanishes then they fill with amusement. "Yes, you do," she smiles again. "The 'No Shirt, No Shoes, No Service' policy resides in many stores. Come with me. You can borrow a pair from me." I follow her as she leads me to the room she shares with Scott. She opens her closet doors and almost the entire floor is lined with shoes of all styles and colours. "Go ahead and choose a pair. I need to go find Logan."
"Thank you," I say as I watch her exit the room. I search through the endless pairs of shoes. I had never seen so many pairs of shoes. Much to my disappointment many of the shoes were two sizes too big. I work my to the back of the closet and still all are too big. Finally, the last pair of shoes, light tan leather sandals. They are the only pair that fit half way decent. I slip them on and put back the shoes the way I found them. After closing the closet doors, I quickly exit the room myself.
Reaching the stairs, I stop and make sure no one is watching me. Since I'm wearing a skirt, I have to sit sidesaddle on the stair rail. I felt almost free with the slight breeze blowing my dark hair out of my face as I slide down the rail. Just before I reach the end, I open my eyes to see a guy at the bottom and in my direct line of path. I crash into him before I can warn him of my presence. Miraculously he doesn't fall and neither do I.
The guy sets me down on my feet. He's about six-two resulting in me barely reaching his shoulders while wearing shoes. His light brown hair fell across his forehead and equally light brown eyes. He has a somewhat lopsided grin that should make him look incredibly stupid but instead it just makes him sexier. "Hey, you're the new girl, correct?" he asks in his English accent.
"Yeah. Destiny," I smile giving him my name without realizing I did. "Thanks for catching me."
"You're welcome." He glances at his watch. "Sorry but I should get going so I'm not late for an early class. Nice meeting, Destiny." He turns and takes off down the hall.
"What's your name?"
He stops and faces me, "Liam." He gives me another lopsided grin and sprints out the door at the end of the hall. I stare at the doors long after they closed. 'I should ask Rogue or Kitty about him.'
"What are you looking at kid?" a gruff voice says behind me.
I spin around ready to protect myself. However it was just Logan so I lower my fists. "I would think after the whole throwing a scalpel and almost killing you incident, one would think that you learned not to sneak up behind me."
Logan nods in agreement, "But I haven't."
"I guess not," I reply absentmindedly.
"What's wrong, kid?"
"That."
"What? I don't understand what you mean."
"Not having a name," I sigh. "I just met a guy and told him my name was Destiny. I don't know why. I figure I'm sick of being called 'the new girl' or 'her'."
"Maybe you just remembered your name," Logan says softly. "Wouldn't that be the simplest answer?"
"It would be kinda cool if it were just that simple. But so far in my life that I can recall, nothing has been that simple."
"Give your memory sometime. It'll come back."
"You've done that and still don't remember your past," I retort. "It doesn't look all that bright for me."
"You're young. You've got plenty of time," Logan encourages as he drapes his arm across my shoulders. "Come on. Rogue and Kitty are waiting for us."
`~!@#$%^(
RV: Sorry people but it looks like it'll be at least 2 more chapter before any action happens. Hopefully I can make the next one somewhat funny. But this chap was long and that should help some right?
DK&N: NOPE!
N: We want blood and gore!
RV: That's only cause you're an evil vampire-with-no-specific-gender voice, Nukpana. All you ever want is blood.
N: Not true! I like to have deep discussions and play video games.
RV: Only if the discussions include blood and the video games have people getting killed. I'm gonna end this now so you all can review. Cheers Mate!
N: A bad guy! Yay!
K: *half listening* Is he cute?
RV: No. He's in his 50's or 60's.
D: Does Destiny get a boyfriend? Can I be her boyfriend?
RV: *rolls eyes and huffs in annoyance* YES! And NO!
D: A A A H H H! You suck!
`~@#$%^(
"Hi, Dr. Grey," I greet Jean as I walk down the stairs.
"Good morning," she replies giving me a friendly smile. "You look better today."
I return her smile with a faux one. "I feel better," I lie. In actuality, I felt horrible. Not only because I blew up Rogue's and Kitty's radio but because of the dream and the unbearable pain from the earlier this morning.
"Rogue and Kitty are waiting for you in the kitchen. I'm on my way to find Logan so he can take you girls shopping for new clothes for you."
"Oh, I thought Rogue said you were taking us."
"I can't. I'm sorry but this will give you a better chance to get to know your fa- Logan and the girls." Jean's eyes flash with nervousness. I want to ask her what she was planning to end the sentence with but she unknowingly cuts me off. "Do you need a pair of shoes?" she asks looking down at my bare feet.
I shrug. "Do I have to wear them?"
The nervousness in her eyes vanishes then they fill with amusement. "Yes, you do," she smiles again. "The 'No Shirt, No Shoes, No Service' policy resides in many stores. Come with me. You can borrow a pair from me." I follow her as she leads me to the room she shares with Scott. She opens her closet doors and almost the entire floor is lined with shoes of all styles and colours. "Go ahead and choose a pair. I need to go find Logan."
"Thank you," I say as I watch her exit the room. I search through the endless pairs of shoes. I had never seen so many pairs of shoes. Much to my disappointment many of the shoes were two sizes too big. I work my to the back of the closet and still all are too big. Finally, the last pair of shoes, light tan leather sandals. They are the only pair that fit half way decent. I slip them on and put back the shoes the way I found them. After closing the closet doors, I quickly exit the room myself.
Reaching the stairs, I stop and make sure no one is watching me. Since I'm wearing a skirt, I have to sit sidesaddle on the stair rail. I felt almost free with the slight breeze blowing my dark hair out of my face as I slide down the rail. Just before I reach the end, I open my eyes to see a guy at the bottom and in my direct line of path. I crash into him before I can warn him of my presence. Miraculously he doesn't fall and neither do I.
The guy sets me down on my feet. He's about six-two resulting in me barely reaching his shoulders while wearing shoes. His light brown hair fell across his forehead and equally light brown eyes. He has a somewhat lopsided grin that should make him look incredibly stupid but instead it just makes him sexier. "Hey, you're the new girl, correct?" he asks in his English accent.
"Yeah. Destiny," I smile giving him my name without realizing I did. "Thanks for catching me."
"You're welcome." He glances at his watch. "Sorry but I should get going so I'm not late for an early class. Nice meeting, Destiny." He turns and takes off down the hall.
"What's your name?"
He stops and faces me, "Liam." He gives me another lopsided grin and sprints out the door at the end of the hall. I stare at the doors long after they closed. 'I should ask Rogue or Kitty about him.'
"What are you looking at kid?" a gruff voice says behind me.
I spin around ready to protect myself. However it was just Logan so I lower my fists. "I would think after the whole throwing a scalpel and almost killing you incident, one would think that you learned not to sneak up behind me."
Logan nods in agreement, "But I haven't."
"I guess not," I reply absentmindedly.
"What's wrong, kid?"
"That."
"What? I don't understand what you mean."
"Not having a name," I sigh. "I just met a guy and told him my name was Destiny. I don't know why. I figure I'm sick of being called 'the new girl' or 'her'."
"Maybe you just remembered your name," Logan says softly. "Wouldn't that be the simplest answer?"
"It would be kinda cool if it were just that simple. But so far in my life that I can recall, nothing has been that simple."
"Give your memory sometime. It'll come back."
"You've done that and still don't remember your past," I retort. "It doesn't look all that bright for me."
"You're young. You've got plenty of time," Logan encourages as he drapes his arm across my shoulders. "Come on. Rogue and Kitty are waiting for us."
`~!@#$%^(
RV: Sorry people but it looks like it'll be at least 2 more chapter before any action happens. Hopefully I can make the next one somewhat funny. But this chap was long and that should help some right?
DK&N: NOPE!
N: We want blood and gore!
RV: That's only cause you're an evil vampire-with-no-specific-gender voice, Nukpana. All you ever want is blood.
N: Not true! I like to have deep discussions and play video games.
RV: Only if the discussions include blood and the video games have people getting killed. I'm gonna end this now so you all can review. Cheers Mate!