It was weird getting into some kind of shuttle/plane and taking off into the skies for Josephine.

It all felt like a dream, one to be unraveled and figured out.

After what felt like three hours they slowed down over a large building mansion like surrounded with endless lines of trees. Quite beautiful she thought it was.

She looked out the window to see the basket ball court open up with ease and the shuttle like plane to lower itself into it.

"Were here." Storm said looking back at her with a warm smile that made her feel welcome.

Before they had left Josephine had quickly rushed home(which was at least a minute or two away from where the mutants or "gifted" people had found her.) to get some of her things and quickly pack them into her olive green duffle bag.

She picked it up and swung it over her shoulder following Jean up the steps and to this large oak wood door.

Scott pushed open the door and they were in a hall way with lots of doors to the left and to the right.

Dark rich wood colored walls and floors spread out everywhere followed by pretty colorful paintings and small tables lined and hanged against the sides and corners of the walls.

A young woman around her age walked past them. She had brown hair with two white large streaks on her bangs and she was wearing plum purple gloves that stretched up to her elbows.

"Just the girl I wanted to see. Where's Logan?" Jean asked the girl.

"Kitchen, and why do you want to see me?" The girl asked peering over Scott's shoulder to where Josephine was standing.

Josephine stepped up towards the young woman, giving a small shy smile.

"This Is Josephine-the new girl. Josephine this is Rogue." Jean said pointing towards Josephine then to Rogue.

"Hi." Rogue said to Josephine.

"Hey." Josephine replied.

"I was thinking that since we are getting pretty packed with rooms here that maybe you two girls wouldn't mind sharing a room all to yourselves" Storm spoke up stepping next to Jean.

"Sure." Josephine said quietly.

"That'd be nice. Ok." Rogue replied joyfully then looking towards Josephine.

"Would you like me to show you around? Everyone's going to lunch now so if you want you can just drop your stuff down here and come with me." Rogue said pointing towards a spot on the ground.

Josephine nodded and dropped her stuff and followed Rogue looking back at Jean a couple of times.

They walked down the long hall to two swinging doors that lead into what looked like a cafeteria.

Rogue pushed open the doors, Josephine close behind her as the swinging doors bounced back and shook a bit before completely stopping.

"Hey Rogue! Over here!" A guy's voice called.

Rogue waved to a table where two guys were sitting.

One had blonde spiky hair and the other had brown slicked back hair.

Josephine could only see the tops of their heads and the blonde one waving his arm in the air to Rogue.

"Who are they?" Josephine asked grabbing a tray as Rogue did.

"The blonde one's Bobby-my boyfriend, and the other one is John." Rogue said picking out a red apple from a small basket.

Josephine did too.

"I'm sorry, how do you say your name again? I'm really bad at this kind of stuff." Said rogue as she took a napkin and started toward the table where the two guys were.

"Joe-se-feen." Josephine pronounced for her as they came to the table. "Jose for short. You can call me that if you want." Josephine replied as they stopped at the table.

The two guys looked up. No one had said anything about someone new coming.

"Hey guys." Rogue said sitting down at one end next to bobby and put her bag down next to her.

Josephine sat down at the other side next to John who seemed to look her up and down a few times before being completely satisfied with what the new person looked like.

Josephine was wearing dark jeans with a tight fitting olive green tank top and a navy blue un zipped jacket.

She always shopped at outlet stores because of her dad's money conditions. They had some pretty cool stuff there so it was ok. Only sometimes did she wish that she could have that red cocktail dress she saw the super models wearing in the vogue magazines.

Josephine suddenly noticed how tired she was. Everything had happened so fast.

She slumped her shoulders and let her long golden copper brown hair fall in front of her face.

"This is Josephine. She just got here actually about five minutes ago." Rogue said breaking her long silent thoughts.

"You can call me Jose if you want. Some people think it's easier then saying Josephine." Josephine said out loud just to most anyone.

"So what's your power?" Bobby asked. "I can freeze things." He finished holding up his hand to show her a growing ball of ice laying in his palm.

"I think fire. I can't really control it, but I've been noticing that it just sort of sprays out from my hands every once in a while." Josephine replied.

John raised his eyebrow at her.

"I can only manipulate fire. I can't make it." John said taking out a small silver lighter with a shark on it.

He clicked it with his thumb and a little flame appeared. Soon the flame took shape and became a dove. Then it all melted together into the tiny flame again and he clicked it off.

"Jean said that sometimes when you first get your power that it normally happens at times of being nervous or having anxiety. I don't really remember, I think it was that." Rogue said. "By the way, I think my power is the oddest. Whenever someone touches my skin or if I touch them I take their power for a little bit and take practically the life out of them. I almost killed two people though.not the best power to have I guess." Rogue finished, her voice sounding smaller and more distant at the last of her words.

"Makes sense. The last time the fire came out of my hands was when I was being attacked by some guy with a knife." Josephine said coolly.

"That's terrible. Are you ok?" Rogue asked sounding concerned.

"Shocked, but otherwise fine. Everything is happening so fast and so much in so little time that it's all getting hard to believe." Josephine answered.

Everyone sort of nodded to that. It was true. Becoming a mutant wasn't your choice and it certainly didn't slow down the process of becoming one for you so it could all sink in.

"Do you think that sometime you might be able to make the fire?" Josephine asked John.

"Hope so." He replied. "Or else I'm going to be pretty jealous of you."

She couldn't help but smile.

She liked him. Cute, quite, serious.

Josephine would defiantly fall asleep quickly tonight.