Later, when she had time to think about it, Erin would really regret
getting into the back of that limo. She should have just hiked up that
private road on foot. Would have saved her a lot of trouble later.
Its not like she couldn't have hiked that last two miles up the road, she had walked way further then that in her time but she had the belief that if life gave you an opening than you take it.
So she had gotten in the long black limousine when it stopped next to her on the road. It was actually a beautiful autumn day. It was nice and warm, just right for her denim jacket, jeans and black tee that she wore. The wind blew her shoulder length hair around her face lightly, tickling her small nose.
The road she walked was flanked by forest with its leaves turning for the season. It was too bad. If they didn't change they would live longer. Life had taught her that if something worked then you kept with it.
Anyway, back to the limo. She heard something coming from around the soft bend she had just come around so she moved over the side of the road. She was pretty surprised when she saw it was a stretch. When it reached her it slowed down so the rear windows halted in front of her. When the tinted glass rolled down a pretty cute blonde guy with blue eyes was looking out at her. She put her right hand in the pocket of her denim jacket.
"And where would you be headed too?" he said in a smooth and friendly voice. Erin was instantly weary. She had been hitching hiking for a few years now and she had learned that the most dangerous people were the ones who acted all friendly and chummy before you hopped into their car. They would put on this act to make sure you got in, on their territory, usually going down the freeway at 90 so you couldn't jump out. She had learned that lesson well once.
It was the ambivalent drivers that were the best to go with, the ones who could either take you or leave you without a second thought. This guy was not one of them. He was interested in her.
Besides, guys who picked up 14 year olds usually either wanted a blow job or to save the poor lost girl. She'd do one but didn't need the other.
"Xavier's," she said simply to his question, staying out of arms length lest he try to pull her through the window.
"Then your in luck!' he chipped, opening the door and sliding across gray leather seats. " you can ride the rest of the way in style," he added with a winning smile.
It wasn't that she thought all people were bad, it really wasn't, but fewer people got raped being careful. She came around the door and bent over enough to look into the wide back compartment, never taking her hand from her pocket and keeping an eye on the blonde man. When she was sure that nobody was hiding in a corner she got into the huge space and sat across from the man on the opposite bench. Making him close the door.
He wore a heavy black coat, not right for the weather, over a red button up shirt and slacks. He opened up a side compartment, taking out a pop. He asked if she wanted one and she declined. If the guy wanted her to suck him off on the way, he was going to get the jacket stained cause she rarely swallowed, usually spitting out the window after or into a discarded can or cup.
He leaned comfortably back and regarded her openly. He took a sip of pop and asked why she was going to Xavier's.
"Going to be a student there," she said, using as few words as possible. It would be a five-minute ride, no reason to be overly nice.
"Really?" he seemed surprised, leaning forward. "How did you hear about it?" She shrugged, saying "asked me to come."
He gave a little "huh" of astonishment and leaned back saying that was odd with a smile.
"What?"
"Well, usually when he contacts a new student he doesn't make them walk." He said with a little laugh.
She shrugged again and stated, "I wanted to walk."
He laughed louder at that. "Your one weird kid!" he drained his can of asked nonchalantly, "what's your power?"
Even though this guy obviously had some business up that the school since he knew so much about it, it still took her by surprise when he asked that, with the kind of power she had it was easy to forget that she was a mutant at all.
The man gave another laugh at her surprise, glad to get some kind of reaction out of her.
"You don't have to tell me. Some people find that question really private, like asking if you're a virgin or the like. I should know, I felt the same way when I was here."
So he was a past student? "Who are you?" she finally asked.
"Guess you don't follow the papers or news much when on the road, eh? My name is Warren Worthington III, " he said with some flare.
She had in fact heard of him. Not many people haven't now a-days. He was one of the first people in the higher tax bracket to announce that he was mutant. He owned one of the biggest companies in the world. Some said that his outing himself was going to ruin him.
Erin looked at him for a moment before saying, "from what people say about you I expected you to be multi-coloured with horns sticking out of your head."
Warren had a great laugh at that one!
Its not like she couldn't have hiked that last two miles up the road, she had walked way further then that in her time but she had the belief that if life gave you an opening than you take it.
So she had gotten in the long black limousine when it stopped next to her on the road. It was actually a beautiful autumn day. It was nice and warm, just right for her denim jacket, jeans and black tee that she wore. The wind blew her shoulder length hair around her face lightly, tickling her small nose.
The road she walked was flanked by forest with its leaves turning for the season. It was too bad. If they didn't change they would live longer. Life had taught her that if something worked then you kept with it.
Anyway, back to the limo. She heard something coming from around the soft bend she had just come around so she moved over the side of the road. She was pretty surprised when she saw it was a stretch. When it reached her it slowed down so the rear windows halted in front of her. When the tinted glass rolled down a pretty cute blonde guy with blue eyes was looking out at her. She put her right hand in the pocket of her denim jacket.
"And where would you be headed too?" he said in a smooth and friendly voice. Erin was instantly weary. She had been hitching hiking for a few years now and she had learned that the most dangerous people were the ones who acted all friendly and chummy before you hopped into their car. They would put on this act to make sure you got in, on their territory, usually going down the freeway at 90 so you couldn't jump out. She had learned that lesson well once.
It was the ambivalent drivers that were the best to go with, the ones who could either take you or leave you without a second thought. This guy was not one of them. He was interested in her.
Besides, guys who picked up 14 year olds usually either wanted a blow job or to save the poor lost girl. She'd do one but didn't need the other.
"Xavier's," she said simply to his question, staying out of arms length lest he try to pull her through the window.
"Then your in luck!' he chipped, opening the door and sliding across gray leather seats. " you can ride the rest of the way in style," he added with a winning smile.
It wasn't that she thought all people were bad, it really wasn't, but fewer people got raped being careful. She came around the door and bent over enough to look into the wide back compartment, never taking her hand from her pocket and keeping an eye on the blonde man. When she was sure that nobody was hiding in a corner she got into the huge space and sat across from the man on the opposite bench. Making him close the door.
He wore a heavy black coat, not right for the weather, over a red button up shirt and slacks. He opened up a side compartment, taking out a pop. He asked if she wanted one and she declined. If the guy wanted her to suck him off on the way, he was going to get the jacket stained cause she rarely swallowed, usually spitting out the window after or into a discarded can or cup.
He leaned comfortably back and regarded her openly. He took a sip of pop and asked why she was going to Xavier's.
"Going to be a student there," she said, using as few words as possible. It would be a five-minute ride, no reason to be overly nice.
"Really?" he seemed surprised, leaning forward. "How did you hear about it?" She shrugged, saying "asked me to come."
He gave a little "huh" of astonishment and leaned back saying that was odd with a smile.
"What?"
"Well, usually when he contacts a new student he doesn't make them walk." He said with a little laugh.
She shrugged again and stated, "I wanted to walk."
He laughed louder at that. "Your one weird kid!" he drained his can of asked nonchalantly, "what's your power?"
Even though this guy obviously had some business up that the school since he knew so much about it, it still took her by surprise when he asked that, with the kind of power she had it was easy to forget that she was a mutant at all.
The man gave another laugh at her surprise, glad to get some kind of reaction out of her.
"You don't have to tell me. Some people find that question really private, like asking if you're a virgin or the like. I should know, I felt the same way when I was here."
So he was a past student? "Who are you?" she finally asked.
"Guess you don't follow the papers or news much when on the road, eh? My name is Warren Worthington III, " he said with some flare.
She had in fact heard of him. Not many people haven't now a-days. He was one of the first people in the higher tax bracket to announce that he was mutant. He owned one of the biggest companies in the world. Some said that his outing himself was going to ruin him.
Erin looked at him for a moment before saying, "from what people say about you I expected you to be multi-coloured with horns sticking out of your head."
Warren had a great laugh at that one!