Wanda's POV
Mom is not going to be happy when she finds out what's going on. Oh well, I guess that's what she gets for being gone so often. Irene's really the one who raised us, anyway, so shouldn't she be able to make such decisions?
I decide to change into my favorite scarlet red shirt and some black jeans. I brush my hair for the third time today, a good sign that I'm nervous.
I'm almost done packing when I come across an old photo of me, Pietro, Mom, and Dad. I hate Dad so much. Why couldn't he just accept that Mom had Kurt and not just us. They had been divorced for at least a year before Kurt was born. If he had just thought enough to realize what his hate for our half brother would do to us, maybe he could still be a part of mine and Pietro's lives. I haven't seen him in ten years, but I hate him.
I don't know why, but something possess me to pack the photo.
When I finish packing, I come downstairs to join the rest of my "family". I'm the last one to finish, so as soon as I get there, Irene hugs us all good-bye. She tells me and Pietro to take care of Rogue and Kurt. I roll me eyes. Like we'd let anything happen to them.
We go out and board the plane, Pietro, then me, then Kurt, then Rogue. The boy named Scott comes and helps us put all of our luggage in the back.
"So, how long will it take to get to Bayville from here?" I ask.
"It depends on whether or not our pilot decides to crash us into a mountain, take all our food supplies, and leave us for dead, but it should only take an hour." The red-headed girl joked. I can't seem remember her name...
"Jean, I would never take all of your food supplies! I hate those instant meal things!" Scott playfully argued, getting back into the pilot's seat. The two laughed. So Jean's her name. I make a mental note to remember it better next time.
I buckle myself into a seat behind the one Rogue chose. Pietro's next to me, behind Kurt's.
"Hey, let's play a game," Jean suggests. Oh, great...
"What game?" Kurt asks.
"Um... How about 20 questions?" she answers.
"Keeping in mind that there is an adult in the vehicle..." Professor Xavier reminded.
"Of course, Professor. You know me and Scott; we wouldn't ask THOSE sort of questions even if you weren't here." Jean replies.
The professor nods.
"One of you guys can start." Scott says.
"Okay... Why-do-you-always-wear-those-sunglasses?" my twins brother asks.
It sounded like an innocent enough question, but Scott looked a little offended. After Scott was quiet for a moment or two, Jean answered for him. "When Scott was younger, he was in a plane crash, from which he received some minor damage to the part of his brain that's supposed to control his optic blasts. He now has almost no control over them. The only way to stop them is for him to either close his eyes or wear ruby quartz in front of his eyes, like his sunglasses." She smiled sadly. "Your turn, Scott."
"Alright." He tries to think of a question for one of us. "Rogue, you've been awfully quiet. What are your thoughts on coming to the Xavier Institute?"
"Ah don't know. Ah guess it sounds good enough, but I'm going to miss Irene and our mom." My little sister answered. I think that's pretty much how all of us feel. Except maybe Kurt. He's always so excited when it comes to doing something new. Lucky him. "Mah turn, I guess. Okay, um... Earlier, Professor Xavier said that you two were his first students. How old were you guys when you first got your powers?"
"I was eight, so ten years ago. After my powers manifested, I went into a coma for two years. Professor Xavier brought me out of the coma and I've been with him ever since." Jean answered.
"I was ten." Scott started. "I lived at an orphanage and for the very first time someone had come to see about adopting me. I had lived there for about three years, so you can imagine how excited I was. That just happened to be the day my powers manifested. I guess it was all the pressure. Anyway, I kinda blew it with that family because of my powers, but also because of my powers, I got a chance with my new family. Which, at the time, only consisted of Jean, the Professor, Ororo, and Logan. They're two of our teachers. You'll meet them later." He smiled a real smile for the first time since we met him. "Your turn Jean."
And that's how it went for the rest of the trip. At some point, I know Pietro fell asleep, but he was awake just as quickly, so no one else noticed. When we got off of the plane we were led to our new rooms. Rogue was sharing a room with a girl name Kitty and I was with a girl named Betsy. Pietro was sharing with some boy named Lance and Kurt was with someone name Evan. Besides our roommates, Scott, Jean, and Professor Xavier, the only people I've been introduced to are Logan and Ororo Munroe. I know that there are more people because when we first came in there was a group of kids about Kurt's age or a little younger in the foyer, I just haven't met them yet.
Ororo and Jean said that they would take me to pick out furniture for my part of the room tomorrow. I guess I'll get some sleep before dinner.
Mom is not going to be happy when she finds out what's going on. Oh well, I guess that's what she gets for being gone so often. Irene's really the one who raised us, anyway, so shouldn't she be able to make such decisions?
I decide to change into my favorite scarlet red shirt and some black jeans. I brush my hair for the third time today, a good sign that I'm nervous.
I'm almost done packing when I come across an old photo of me, Pietro, Mom, and Dad. I hate Dad so much. Why couldn't he just accept that Mom had Kurt and not just us. They had been divorced for at least a year before Kurt was born. If he had just thought enough to realize what his hate for our half brother would do to us, maybe he could still be a part of mine and Pietro's lives. I haven't seen him in ten years, but I hate him.
I don't know why, but something possess me to pack the photo.
When I finish packing, I come downstairs to join the rest of my "family". I'm the last one to finish, so as soon as I get there, Irene hugs us all good-bye. She tells me and Pietro to take care of Rogue and Kurt. I roll me eyes. Like we'd let anything happen to them.
We go out and board the plane, Pietro, then me, then Kurt, then Rogue. The boy named Scott comes and helps us put all of our luggage in the back.
"So, how long will it take to get to Bayville from here?" I ask.
"It depends on whether or not our pilot decides to crash us into a mountain, take all our food supplies, and leave us for dead, but it should only take an hour." The red-headed girl joked. I can't seem remember her name...
"Jean, I would never take all of your food supplies! I hate those instant meal things!" Scott playfully argued, getting back into the pilot's seat. The two laughed. So Jean's her name. I make a mental note to remember it better next time.
I buckle myself into a seat behind the one Rogue chose. Pietro's next to me, behind Kurt's.
"Hey, let's play a game," Jean suggests. Oh, great...
"What game?" Kurt asks.
"Um... How about 20 questions?" she answers.
"Keeping in mind that there is an adult in the vehicle..." Professor Xavier reminded.
"Of course, Professor. You know me and Scott; we wouldn't ask THOSE sort of questions even if you weren't here." Jean replies.
The professor nods.
"One of you guys can start." Scott says.
"Okay... Why-do-you-always-wear-those-sunglasses?" my twins brother asks.
It sounded like an innocent enough question, but Scott looked a little offended. After Scott was quiet for a moment or two, Jean answered for him. "When Scott was younger, he was in a plane crash, from which he received some minor damage to the part of his brain that's supposed to control his optic blasts. He now has almost no control over them. The only way to stop them is for him to either close his eyes or wear ruby quartz in front of his eyes, like his sunglasses." She smiled sadly. "Your turn, Scott."
"Alright." He tries to think of a question for one of us. "Rogue, you've been awfully quiet. What are your thoughts on coming to the Xavier Institute?"
"Ah don't know. Ah guess it sounds good enough, but I'm going to miss Irene and our mom." My little sister answered. I think that's pretty much how all of us feel. Except maybe Kurt. He's always so excited when it comes to doing something new. Lucky him. "Mah turn, I guess. Okay, um... Earlier, Professor Xavier said that you two were his first students. How old were you guys when you first got your powers?"
"I was eight, so ten years ago. After my powers manifested, I went into a coma for two years. Professor Xavier brought me out of the coma and I've been with him ever since." Jean answered.
"I was ten." Scott started. "I lived at an orphanage and for the very first time someone had come to see about adopting me. I had lived there for about three years, so you can imagine how excited I was. That just happened to be the day my powers manifested. I guess it was all the pressure. Anyway, I kinda blew it with that family because of my powers, but also because of my powers, I got a chance with my new family. Which, at the time, only consisted of Jean, the Professor, Ororo, and Logan. They're two of our teachers. You'll meet them later." He smiled a real smile for the first time since we met him. "Your turn Jean."
And that's how it went for the rest of the trip. At some point, I know Pietro fell asleep, but he was awake just as quickly, so no one else noticed. When we got off of the plane we were led to our new rooms. Rogue was sharing a room with a girl name Kitty and I was with a girl named Betsy. Pietro was sharing with some boy named Lance and Kurt was with someone name Evan. Besides our roommates, Scott, Jean, and Professor Xavier, the only people I've been introduced to are Logan and Ororo Munroe. I know that there are more people because when we first came in there was a group of kids about Kurt's age or a little younger in the foyer, I just haven't met them yet.
Ororo and Jean said that they would take me to pick out furniture for my part of the room tomorrow. I guess I'll get some sleep before dinner.