I don't own X-Men, only Jaime. I've had to change some personalities for
the purpose of my story. I'm taking my favorite parts of both the cartoon
and the movies, and putting it together. I've only seen the cartoon a few
times too, so don't blame me if I mess up. I also know that Warren is a
Trust fund kid, but for my story everyone is treated as equal as I make
them.
"Speech"
*Telepathic speech *
Chapter 3 Welcomed
After the tour, I went upstairs, and unpacked, I didn't have much, I had six drawers in the dresser, and three under the bed, the first thing I put away was my notebooks, which took up most of my suitcase. Then my clothes only took up one drawer. I had left home with enough to clothe an army, and they did, the Salvation Army, after a week, I got sick of lugging around three suitcases.
"You don't have much stuff," I looked up, and saw Jean standing in the doorway.
"I didn't keep most of it, when I left home, I was travelling constantly, and I didn't like carting around a lot of stuff," I said.
"Do you want to go shopping, now that you have a permanent place to stay?" Jean offered.
"I'm only here till January, I shouldn't get a bunch of stuff," I said.
"You told the professor you only had one semester left, but, I think it's more another year," Jean said.
"I need four classes, that's one class for each block in the day, and then I have all my credits, and classes to graduate," I said.
"No grade advisor will allow you to take four required courses in one semester," Jean said.
"We'll see about that," I said with a shrug.
"Do you want to go shopping, I can drive you to the mall, if you want," Jean just changed the subject.
"Why not," I shrugged.
When we got downstairs, Scott and the Professor were playing chess nearby, "Oh, professor, here's the checks for my first four months of tuition, I placed the checks on the table next to the chess board, before following Jean out.
"You've already got checks, but I thought you couldn't get information to, or from your parents quickly," Jean said.
"I've got an account for daily living expenses, it's rather generous, as my parents are rather generous," I said.
"How long does that account last?" Jean asked.
"For the rest of my life, if I want, my parents put in money each month, and that is what I use," I said.
"Why did you move out?" Jean asked.
"Well, I wanted to, When I was sixteen, my powers manifested, and as my brothers before, I left, taking a new last name, John left when we were fifteen, and Jason when I was ten, about four months before Kurt left, one week after my birthday," I said.
"So, are your brother's mutants too?" Jean asked.
"John is, he can control fire, I'm not sure about Jason, but I think so, he's six years older than me, and he didn't tell me why he was leaving," I said.
"Do you communicate with your brothers?" Jean asked.
"John and I would, at first, I put my mutation down to a twin thing for a year and a half, that's why John left first," I said.
"So, your family has a habit of leaving when you find out you are mutants?" Jean asked.
"Well, I don't know why my brothers left, but yes, I did leave because of who I am, until recently, I haven't had enough confidence, let alone control to get to know people. "Though touch is one conductor, If I know someone well, I feel them when they are near."
"Are you concerned how you will react to the other students?" Jean asked.
"A little, but I'm confident that I will be able to handle what is thrown at me," I said with a smile.
"You are strong in areas besides empathy, aren't you?" Jean said.
"Yes, but you've seen that," I said.
"Telepathy, and Telekinesis," Jean said.
"Yes, though they are not as strong as the empathy," I said.
"The professor and I will help you with your powers," Jean said.
"Thank you," I said, when we pulled up at the mall.
We wandered the mall until four o-clock, I got a lot of clothes, and I also got a curtain for my bed, I was in high school, and liked my privacy, though I would ask Marie if it was ok with her if I put the curtain up, I wouldn't want her to think I was copying. We made one last stop before heading back to the mansion, Ikea, there I found a bedspread cover to match the one I had had at home.
The room was full when I walked in, the three visible beds held young girls doing homework or reading, Jean and I both used telekinesis to get all my things into the room, we put them on the bed, and Jean left.
"Hi," I said.
"You're friends with Kurt, right?" came a voice from behind the curtain.
"Yes," I said.
"Welcome to the nut house," The voice was then connected with a face, as the curtain parted.
"Thanks," I said.
"I see Jean got you shopping, what did you all get?" She had a southern accent.
"Clothes and stuff," I began to put away my new purchases.
"If you want we can turn your bed in and redo the lines, its kind of unfair, because no one was using that bed," Marie said.
The younger girls got up, and without asking took out the benches that filled up the window area, Marie and I looked at each other, and shrugged, we turned my bed, me stopping them just in time to rescue my notebooks from the drawer. The whole room was rearranged. Where as before the window seat took up the window area, and there were three beds lined up on the wall, My bed was in the window area, and then there was the one that had had the poster up, she did again, her shelf now being above her dresser. The other three beds didn't move, Marie helped me with the dark blue curtain I had gotten to hang around my bed, the piece in the ceiling to make it stay in place was the hardest, but we were able to make it work. Marie and I talked while we worked on getting my bed set up, her power wasn't very pleasant, if she touched your skin, she would draw on your power, and she claimed that everyone she did that to got stuck in her head. "I believe you, my power is partially triggered by touch, and I avoid it if I can, because skin to skin contact serves as a conduit for thoughts and emotions," I said.
"Do they stick in your head?" Marie asked.
"Yes, sometimes, John does, sometimes for no reason at all, I'll be sad, or I'll start to laugh insanely," I said.
"Who's John?" Marie asked, though she told me to call her Rouge.
"John's my brother, my twin brother," I said.
By then we were done most of the stuff, all I needed to do then was find a place for my notebooks. "What's in them?" Marie asked, when I put the box on my dresser.
"They're just stories, but I don't like people reading them, it's not my thing, I'll probably get a box I can actually lock for them," I said.
We sat on my bed for awhile, then there was a knock on the door. "Come in," Katie, the youngest one in the room said, she was nine.
The door opened, and Logan poked his head in, "Hey, Ladies, Marie, may I speak with you?"
Rouge nodded, and got up, she followed Logan out of the room, I rolled over, and grabbed my new book from my pillow, and began to read.
The door opened a little, and I heard Logan's voice say, "I'll be back soon, I'm not going far,"
"I know, but I'll miss you," Rouge said.
"Hold onto these for me, that way you know I'll come back," there was a soft rustle, and a moment later Rouge walked in, and shut the door, she slipped through the curtain and laid with a flop on her bed. I heard a clanking, then a sigh.
"Rouge?" Katie asked.
"Yes?" Came her reply.
"He'll be back, he'd never leave you here alone," Katie sounded to know something about Logan.
The weeks passed, I was given three kids to tutor, and I was also given a fair share of cleaning to do, at night, once Rouge was finished any homework, we'd sit and talk.
"Logan is one of the ones who is stuck in my head," She said out of the blue one day.
"Why is that?" I asked.
"because he saved my life, twice," she said.
"How?" I asked.
"the first time I had been stabbed, because I startled him out of a dream, he's got extreme healing, the second time I was taken by magneto, and nearly died, so once again he saved me that way," Rouge said.
"Even without your power, I think you'd be stuck with him, one thing, I noticed about Logan in the three days I've know him, is he's fiercely loyal, and though I'm not sure what he considers you, I know he cares for you," I said.
"He's left twice since we came here," Rouge said.
"He's used to being alone, and he has his mysteries," I grinned.
"Dude, that's just wrong, I could never think of Logan like that," Rouge said.
"Neither could I, it'd be like thinking of one of my brothers like that," I cringed.
"Don't you have a twin?" Rouge asked.
"Yes, and he can be a sadistic moron," I said.
"You don't like him?" Rouge asked.
"He's my brother, of course I like him, but I like Jesse better, and I haven't seen him for seven years," I said.
"You have one messed up family," Rouge said.
"And don't I know it, but I will live through it," I said.
A/N: Well, that's all, for this chapter. Next chapter may not be for awhile, but hopefully soon.
"Speech"
*Telepathic speech *
Chapter 3 Welcomed
After the tour, I went upstairs, and unpacked, I didn't have much, I had six drawers in the dresser, and three under the bed, the first thing I put away was my notebooks, which took up most of my suitcase. Then my clothes only took up one drawer. I had left home with enough to clothe an army, and they did, the Salvation Army, after a week, I got sick of lugging around three suitcases.
"You don't have much stuff," I looked up, and saw Jean standing in the doorway.
"I didn't keep most of it, when I left home, I was travelling constantly, and I didn't like carting around a lot of stuff," I said.
"Do you want to go shopping, now that you have a permanent place to stay?" Jean offered.
"I'm only here till January, I shouldn't get a bunch of stuff," I said.
"You told the professor you only had one semester left, but, I think it's more another year," Jean said.
"I need four classes, that's one class for each block in the day, and then I have all my credits, and classes to graduate," I said.
"No grade advisor will allow you to take four required courses in one semester," Jean said.
"We'll see about that," I said with a shrug.
"Do you want to go shopping, I can drive you to the mall, if you want," Jean just changed the subject.
"Why not," I shrugged.
When we got downstairs, Scott and the Professor were playing chess nearby, "Oh, professor, here's the checks for my first four months of tuition, I placed the checks on the table next to the chess board, before following Jean out.
"You've already got checks, but I thought you couldn't get information to, or from your parents quickly," Jean said.
"I've got an account for daily living expenses, it's rather generous, as my parents are rather generous," I said.
"How long does that account last?" Jean asked.
"For the rest of my life, if I want, my parents put in money each month, and that is what I use," I said.
"Why did you move out?" Jean asked.
"Well, I wanted to, When I was sixteen, my powers manifested, and as my brothers before, I left, taking a new last name, John left when we were fifteen, and Jason when I was ten, about four months before Kurt left, one week after my birthday," I said.
"So, are your brother's mutants too?" Jean asked.
"John is, he can control fire, I'm not sure about Jason, but I think so, he's six years older than me, and he didn't tell me why he was leaving," I said.
"Do you communicate with your brothers?" Jean asked.
"John and I would, at first, I put my mutation down to a twin thing for a year and a half, that's why John left first," I said.
"So, your family has a habit of leaving when you find out you are mutants?" Jean asked.
"Well, I don't know why my brothers left, but yes, I did leave because of who I am, until recently, I haven't had enough confidence, let alone control to get to know people. "Though touch is one conductor, If I know someone well, I feel them when they are near."
"Are you concerned how you will react to the other students?" Jean asked.
"A little, but I'm confident that I will be able to handle what is thrown at me," I said with a smile.
"You are strong in areas besides empathy, aren't you?" Jean said.
"Yes, but you've seen that," I said.
"Telepathy, and Telekinesis," Jean said.
"Yes, though they are not as strong as the empathy," I said.
"The professor and I will help you with your powers," Jean said.
"Thank you," I said, when we pulled up at the mall.
We wandered the mall until four o-clock, I got a lot of clothes, and I also got a curtain for my bed, I was in high school, and liked my privacy, though I would ask Marie if it was ok with her if I put the curtain up, I wouldn't want her to think I was copying. We made one last stop before heading back to the mansion, Ikea, there I found a bedspread cover to match the one I had had at home.
The room was full when I walked in, the three visible beds held young girls doing homework or reading, Jean and I both used telekinesis to get all my things into the room, we put them on the bed, and Jean left.
"Hi," I said.
"You're friends with Kurt, right?" came a voice from behind the curtain.
"Yes," I said.
"Welcome to the nut house," The voice was then connected with a face, as the curtain parted.
"Thanks," I said.
"I see Jean got you shopping, what did you all get?" She had a southern accent.
"Clothes and stuff," I began to put away my new purchases.
"If you want we can turn your bed in and redo the lines, its kind of unfair, because no one was using that bed," Marie said.
The younger girls got up, and without asking took out the benches that filled up the window area, Marie and I looked at each other, and shrugged, we turned my bed, me stopping them just in time to rescue my notebooks from the drawer. The whole room was rearranged. Where as before the window seat took up the window area, and there were three beds lined up on the wall, My bed was in the window area, and then there was the one that had had the poster up, she did again, her shelf now being above her dresser. The other three beds didn't move, Marie helped me with the dark blue curtain I had gotten to hang around my bed, the piece in the ceiling to make it stay in place was the hardest, but we were able to make it work. Marie and I talked while we worked on getting my bed set up, her power wasn't very pleasant, if she touched your skin, she would draw on your power, and she claimed that everyone she did that to got stuck in her head. "I believe you, my power is partially triggered by touch, and I avoid it if I can, because skin to skin contact serves as a conduit for thoughts and emotions," I said.
"Do they stick in your head?" Marie asked.
"Yes, sometimes, John does, sometimes for no reason at all, I'll be sad, or I'll start to laugh insanely," I said.
"Who's John?" Marie asked, though she told me to call her Rouge.
"John's my brother, my twin brother," I said.
By then we were done most of the stuff, all I needed to do then was find a place for my notebooks. "What's in them?" Marie asked, when I put the box on my dresser.
"They're just stories, but I don't like people reading them, it's not my thing, I'll probably get a box I can actually lock for them," I said.
We sat on my bed for awhile, then there was a knock on the door. "Come in," Katie, the youngest one in the room said, she was nine.
The door opened, and Logan poked his head in, "Hey, Ladies, Marie, may I speak with you?"
Rouge nodded, and got up, she followed Logan out of the room, I rolled over, and grabbed my new book from my pillow, and began to read.
The door opened a little, and I heard Logan's voice say, "I'll be back soon, I'm not going far,"
"I know, but I'll miss you," Rouge said.
"Hold onto these for me, that way you know I'll come back," there was a soft rustle, and a moment later Rouge walked in, and shut the door, she slipped through the curtain and laid with a flop on her bed. I heard a clanking, then a sigh.
"Rouge?" Katie asked.
"Yes?" Came her reply.
"He'll be back, he'd never leave you here alone," Katie sounded to know something about Logan.
The weeks passed, I was given three kids to tutor, and I was also given a fair share of cleaning to do, at night, once Rouge was finished any homework, we'd sit and talk.
"Logan is one of the ones who is stuck in my head," She said out of the blue one day.
"Why is that?" I asked.
"because he saved my life, twice," she said.
"How?" I asked.
"the first time I had been stabbed, because I startled him out of a dream, he's got extreme healing, the second time I was taken by magneto, and nearly died, so once again he saved me that way," Rouge said.
"Even without your power, I think you'd be stuck with him, one thing, I noticed about Logan in the three days I've know him, is he's fiercely loyal, and though I'm not sure what he considers you, I know he cares for you," I said.
"He's left twice since we came here," Rouge said.
"He's used to being alone, and he has his mysteries," I grinned.
"Dude, that's just wrong, I could never think of Logan like that," Rouge said.
"Neither could I, it'd be like thinking of one of my brothers like that," I cringed.
"Don't you have a twin?" Rouge asked.
"Yes, and he can be a sadistic moron," I said.
"You don't like him?" Rouge asked.
"He's my brother, of course I like him, but I like Jesse better, and I haven't seen him for seven years," I said.
"You have one messed up family," Rouge said.
"And don't I know it, but I will live through it," I said.
A/N: Well, that's all, for this chapter. Next chapter may not be for awhile, but hopefully soon.