Nobody's Fool by Evanescence
Logan shook her, probably not for the first time. His worried gaze searched her face but she only stayed long enough to focus on him. She tried to listen to the voices again, but they were growing dim. She was out of the dining room before anyone could stop her. She made her way to the balcony just outside the dining room, interrupting people eating and talking there. She ignored them as well as she did everything else and focused on the still dimming voices. She heard static as if on a radio transmission and a couple of numbers being relayed.
"Attack on my signal. 1am."
Suddenly, a hurried "Change channels" was heard and then, a high pitched note as the transmission ended screeching through her head as she held her hands up to her ears to protect them.
"What the hell?" Logan went to grab her elbow but she whipped around bringing her finger to her lips, still listening. Out of nowhere she started spastically waving her hands, signaling to her ears and putting her cupped hand to her mouth.
Scott saw through the crowd as well as the antics. Obviously trying to disprove our doubt she can't talk, he thought. "Just looking for attention," he muttered apart from the crowd along with Ororo, who overheard him.
"She's never looked for attention before." Scott left Ororo's comment alone to watch Syren give the mute a notebook and pen. The mute smiled briefly and began scribbling furiously. Logan was the only one who saw what she wrote and gave her a puzzled look.
"We didn't hear anything," he said softly, wondering if she was actually as crazy as some of the rumors went around telling. She looked to him with open mouth but Logan took action. Her forearm felt the pressure of his hand, leading her to follow him. He leaned into her ear, "Write down everything you heard," and then to Scott, "We're going to the Professor."
Jubilee and the rest of the students watched them leave with the X-men following. Rogue cam up behind Jubilee, hissing, "Why were you off the grounds?"
"Seeing a friend," Jubilee said guiltily in her thick French accent. She let everyone go back to the dining room, pleading with Rogue without speaking. "Don't tell anyone," she whispered.
Logan shook her, probably not for the first time. His worried gaze searched her face but she only stayed long enough to focus on him. She tried to listen to the voices again, but they were growing dim. She was out of the dining room before anyone could stop her. She made her way to the balcony just outside the dining room, interrupting people eating and talking there. She ignored them as well as she did everything else and focused on the still dimming voices. She heard static as if on a radio transmission and a couple of numbers being relayed.
"Attack on my signal. 1am."
Suddenly, a hurried "Change channels" was heard and then, a high pitched note as the transmission ended screeching through her head as she held her hands up to her ears to protect them.
"What the hell?" Logan went to grab her elbow but she whipped around bringing her finger to her lips, still listening. Out of nowhere she started spastically waving her hands, signaling to her ears and putting her cupped hand to her mouth.
Scott saw through the crowd as well as the antics. Obviously trying to disprove our doubt she can't talk, he thought. "Just looking for attention," he muttered apart from the crowd along with Ororo, who overheard him.
"She's never looked for attention before." Scott left Ororo's comment alone to watch Syren give the mute a notebook and pen. The mute smiled briefly and began scribbling furiously. Logan was the only one who saw what she wrote and gave her a puzzled look.
"We didn't hear anything," he said softly, wondering if she was actually as crazy as some of the rumors went around telling. She looked to him with open mouth but Logan took action. Her forearm felt the pressure of his hand, leading her to follow him. He leaned into her ear, "Write down everything you heard," and then to Scott, "We're going to the Professor."
Jubilee and the rest of the students watched them leave with the X-men following. Rogue cam up behind Jubilee, hissing, "Why were you off the grounds?"
"Seeing a friend," Jubilee said guiltily in her thick French accent. She let everyone go back to the dining room, pleading with Rogue without speaking. "Don't tell anyone," she whispered.