Chapter I: A Girl Called Lu
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A girl with long black hair and boring brown eyes stared back at me in the mirror. Boring. Boring, boring, boring. I sighed, and decided this purple and white striped spaghetti strap top and a pair of old faded jeans were acceptable. Oh yeah, I should note this for ya: the boring girl in the mirror? That'd be me (duh!).
I grabbed my backpack, kissed my mom goodbye and then ran out the door. Hi, I'm Lulu Taylor, and this was my boring life. I had a dog, Harvey, a brother, Tom, a parakeet, Ziggy, and no boyfriend (and it was gonna stay that way).
As I walked to school, I'll tell you what I can remember about that day's events. Gym: yay, more physical activity (isn't it enough to breathe?); math: test today! Guess who was failing! I can't stop thinking in exclamation marks! I rubbed my head slowly, I'd had a horrible headache for the last week, was it? Yeah. Um, one more thing: science. Loved science, next best thing to medical studies. I was studying to be a doctor; exciting, huh?
Oh, last (but definetely least), I had French. Mon Français est très stinky, oui? That should tell ya somethin'. Ah, here we are, I thought as I walked the stairs to my school. Tra-la-la-la-la-la, happy we are, in our disgustingly putrid school. Yeah. Can ya tell I loved school? I was sooo looking forward to college.
Note the sarcasm that dripped from my words- err, thoughts. Well, I won't bore you to death with all the details of that day, so let's just skip ahead to the important stuff, shall we?
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Free at last, free at least, thank God Almighty, I'm free at last! My happy happy mind shouted shortly before I tripped and fell flat on my face, narrowly avoiding smashing my glasses. I looked back over my shoulder as my schoolmates laughed. What did I trip over? To this day I still don't know. I'm thinking my headache threw me off so mcuh that I had tripped over my own feet. Anyways..
I not-so-gracefully picked myself up, dusted myself off, and picked up my books. Ugh, I was dizzy. I needed to get home before I passed out in front of the school...I must have aggravated my headache, because it had moved to behind my right eye...ouch, did it hurt! I rubbed it as I waited for my best friend, Cael.
Let me recap that school day for ya: I kicked butt at dodgeball....for the FIRST THREE MINUTES. Then I was promptly BASHED IN THE BUTT by some perverted boys that had nothing better to do than bash boring girls in the butt. Oh look, alliteration. I suppose English DOES help in real life! Math test: Failed. Let's move on with our lives, shall we? I put the shredder to good use later that night. Science: boring. I was tired of getting stuck with Stinky Sturky for science. Blech, he smelled like a dump truck truck. French: can we say, puez-un-riffic? There ya go, I knew ya could.
"Hey Lulu," said a voice. I'd turned to see my best friend (NOT boyfriend) Cael Lintz. "Hi Cael," I said as we started to walk. He'd lived in the house next to mine, and we'd been neighbors all our lives. "How'd ya do on the math test," he asked me. I simply sighed. "Not so good huh," he said as he continued on about how easy math was and tried to explain to me how to do equations and other boring algebra crap.
My eye had really started to hurt. "Ouch," I cried, grabbing the offending eye.
"Are you okay," he stopped long enough to ask. I nodded and we continued home. I rubbed it, trying all the while to listen to Cael's droning on about this and this and that, til the throb dulled a bit, then dropped my hand to the side. What happened next may be a little gross for those who are faint of heart, so ya might wanna skip ahead a little; trust me, ya won't miss much.
Pop!
What just went pop, I had wondered. Little did I know, that I really did NOT wanna know what just went pop.
There was something warm running down my face.
I reached up to my right eye, which my vision had already blurred red in. Blood. My eye was bleeding! This couldn't be good. Pain shot through my back, such immense pain....I remember dropping my books everywhere. I didn't know what had happened to me back then, but I do now: I had gone though 'the change'.
"Lulu," Cael shouted. He'd dropped his books and backpack and backed away from me. I odn't blame him for that now, I probably would have done the same thing had this happened to him.
There was blood all over my shirt, the sidewalk, and my forearms. My stomach turned sour at the sight of it, just to know it was mine. "Ack!" A red flash blinded me, instinctively causing me to close both of my eyes. Bad idea, I decided as my right eye EXPLODED with pain, and everything had went black as my back caught on fire, and slowly split open...
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Disclaimer: THE X-MEN DO NOT BELONG TO ME, I DO NOT CLAIM TO OWN THEM, THEY BELONG TO MARVEL. Had to get that in there so Marvel wouldn't sue me. Not like I've got any money anyways. ^^;; All the original characters belong to me (Frostbite, Negativity, Rift, Inferno, etc) and you can't use them unless you ask me first. So there. (AishiyuriiKomojo@neo.rr.com)
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A girl with long black hair and boring brown eyes stared back at me in the mirror. Boring. Boring, boring, boring. I sighed, and decided this purple and white striped spaghetti strap top and a pair of old faded jeans were acceptable. Oh yeah, I should note this for ya: the boring girl in the mirror? That'd be me (duh!).
I grabbed my backpack, kissed my mom goodbye and then ran out the door. Hi, I'm Lulu Taylor, and this was my boring life. I had a dog, Harvey, a brother, Tom, a parakeet, Ziggy, and no boyfriend (and it was gonna stay that way).
As I walked to school, I'll tell you what I can remember about that day's events. Gym: yay, more physical activity (isn't it enough to breathe?); math: test today! Guess who was failing! I can't stop thinking in exclamation marks! I rubbed my head slowly, I'd had a horrible headache for the last week, was it? Yeah. Um, one more thing: science. Loved science, next best thing to medical studies. I was studying to be a doctor; exciting, huh?
Oh, last (but definetely least), I had French. Mon Français est très stinky, oui? That should tell ya somethin'. Ah, here we are, I thought as I walked the stairs to my school. Tra-la-la-la-la-la, happy we are, in our disgustingly putrid school. Yeah. Can ya tell I loved school? I was sooo looking forward to college.
Note the sarcasm that dripped from my words- err, thoughts. Well, I won't bore you to death with all the details of that day, so let's just skip ahead to the important stuff, shall we?
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Free at last, free at least, thank God Almighty, I'm free at last! My happy happy mind shouted shortly before I tripped and fell flat on my face, narrowly avoiding smashing my glasses. I looked back over my shoulder as my schoolmates laughed. What did I trip over? To this day I still don't know. I'm thinking my headache threw me off so mcuh that I had tripped over my own feet. Anyways..
I not-so-gracefully picked myself up, dusted myself off, and picked up my books. Ugh, I was dizzy. I needed to get home before I passed out in front of the school...I must have aggravated my headache, because it had moved to behind my right eye...ouch, did it hurt! I rubbed it as I waited for my best friend, Cael.
Let me recap that school day for ya: I kicked butt at dodgeball....for the FIRST THREE MINUTES. Then I was promptly BASHED IN THE BUTT by some perverted boys that had nothing better to do than bash boring girls in the butt. Oh look, alliteration. I suppose English DOES help in real life! Math test: Failed. Let's move on with our lives, shall we? I put the shredder to good use later that night. Science: boring. I was tired of getting stuck with Stinky Sturky for science. Blech, he smelled like a dump truck truck. French: can we say, puez-un-riffic? There ya go, I knew ya could.
"Hey Lulu," said a voice. I'd turned to see my best friend (NOT boyfriend) Cael Lintz. "Hi Cael," I said as we started to walk. He'd lived in the house next to mine, and we'd been neighbors all our lives. "How'd ya do on the math test," he asked me. I simply sighed. "Not so good huh," he said as he continued on about how easy math was and tried to explain to me how to do equations and other boring algebra crap.
My eye had really started to hurt. "Ouch," I cried, grabbing the offending eye.
"Are you okay," he stopped long enough to ask. I nodded and we continued home. I rubbed it, trying all the while to listen to Cael's droning on about this and this and that, til the throb dulled a bit, then dropped my hand to the side. What happened next may be a little gross for those who are faint of heart, so ya might wanna skip ahead a little; trust me, ya won't miss much.
Pop!
What just went pop, I had wondered. Little did I know, that I really did NOT wanna know what just went pop.
There was something warm running down my face.
I reached up to my right eye, which my vision had already blurred red in. Blood. My eye was bleeding! This couldn't be good. Pain shot through my back, such immense pain....I remember dropping my books everywhere. I didn't know what had happened to me back then, but I do now: I had gone though 'the change'.
"Lulu," Cael shouted. He'd dropped his books and backpack and backed away from me. I odn't blame him for that now, I probably would have done the same thing had this happened to him.
There was blood all over my shirt, the sidewalk, and my forearms. My stomach turned sour at the sight of it, just to know it was mine. "Ack!" A red flash blinded me, instinctively causing me to close both of my eyes. Bad idea, I decided as my right eye EXPLODED with pain, and everything had went black as my back caught on fire, and slowly split open...
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Disclaimer: THE X-MEN DO NOT BELONG TO ME, I DO NOT CLAIM TO OWN THEM, THEY BELONG TO MARVEL. Had to get that in there so Marvel wouldn't sue me. Not like I've got any money anyways. ^^;; All the original characters belong to me (Frostbite, Negativity, Rift, Inferno, etc) and you can't use them unless you ask me first. So there. (AishiyuriiKomojo@neo.rr.com)