A/N: Sorry I didn't update this for like...ever. ; I was preoccupied with
my other fic. But thank you for all your reviews!! hugs everyone Any way
sorry for having Kurt out of character. Will try to make him better :D
The car ride from the airport was a little awkward for Kurt. Neither him nor his parents could explain what had happened in the airport. If only he had known that things would only get harder he might not have taken the next few days for granted.
It was a crisp fall Monday morning, three days after the incident at the airport. It would have been an enjoyable day if it were not Kurt's first day of school. He groaned looking out the window of his father's car. All these bad scenarios kept racing through his mind. Like what if he choked in front of the whole class and forgot all the English he knew? Or what if everyone thought he was weird?
As the school came into view, he saw the large congregation on kids. "Wow, I didn't know there would be that many kids. See Kurt? I'm sure you'll make friends with at least one of them." Mr. Wagner told his son, who to his surprise, smiled.
"I guess you're right Father. I mean, one of them has to be nice right?" His eyes scanned over the crowd, not quite sure what he was looking for.
Feeling slightly excited, Kurt scrambled out of the car as soon as it pulled up in front of the main doors. After waving goodbye to his father he took a deep breath and entered the school.
The halls were swarming with kids. Kurt had a hard time fighting against the constant flow of people. He suddenly realized he had no clue where anything was. He decided the main office would be a good place to start...if only he knew where it was. Figuring just looking for it would be hopeless, Kurt thought he would just ask some one where it was.
He tapped a girl on the shoulder, "Um excuse me, but could you tell me vere ze main office is?"
"Oh sure! It just right down the hall and on the left. So you must be new here." The girl asked as she twisted a lock of her red hair in her finger.
"Ja, I just arrived three days ago." Kurt explained to the girl, who he couldn't help but think was rather attractive. "My name is Kurt by the way."
The tall red head smiled and held out her hand in gesture of a handshake. "I'm Jean." The shrill ringing of the bell suddenly filled the air. "Oh that's the bell, I should get going. I don't want to be late. I'll see you around I hope." She turned around with a wave and disappeared into the slowly shrinking mob of kids.
Deciding it was probably a good idea not to be too late on his first day, Kurt hurriedly made his way to the office.
The sectary was a crusty looking old lady, who looked like she was absolutely ancient.
"Yes, how can I help you young man?" Her voice was raspy, as if she had been smoking her entire life.
"Ja, I just moved here and I vas supposed to pick up my schedule." Kurt shuffled his feet nervously.
"Alright I'll need your name please." She pulled her self over to the computer located just to the right of her desk.
"Kurt Vagner mam." Kurt told her, and after about five minutes of clacking keys and printing, Kurt had his class schedule and was on his way to his first class. "Aw great, I have English first..."
When he found the room, he saw that he only had about 20 minutes left of the class. 'Talk about making a good impression.' He thought to himself and laughed.
The door opened with a loud creek, making all the heads in the room turn to Kurt. "Uh...Hello" was the only thing he could think of saying. But in return all he got were blank stares.
The teacher broke the silence by rushing over so she could greet him and introduce him to the whole class.
"You must be the new student Kurt Wagner am I correct?" Kurt nodded, "Great to have you, my name is Ms. Sweeney. If you like you may sit in any of the empty seats."
Kurt took one in the back of the room, being to shy to sit close to the teacher. He took his seat next to a rather pretty gothic looking girl. He couldn't help but think she looked just as miserable as him...if not worse. The though of talking to her passed his mind, but he thought better of it. She seemed to busy writing on her desk.
"Rouge? Would you please pay attention to the lesson?" The gothic beauty's head lifted at the sound of the teacher's voice.
"Sorry mam'." Was her only response, as she quickly covered her writing with a textbook.
"That's better." But as soon as Ms. Sweeney turned around, Rouge went right back to writing things on the desk.
The rest of the day went rather uneventful for Kurt. He was happy to have his last class of the day, gym. He figured because it was his first day he would have to do anything, but just sit and watch. The problem was, Kurt was lost again, and he had no idea where the gym was. Luckily he saw two teachers coming down the hall who were currently engaging on a conversation.
"Principal Darkholme, I was wondering if I could have your permission to take my period 3 class on a field trip to opera house on March 3rd. I believe it will--" the first teacher explained to Principal Darkholme, but she abruptly cut him off catching site if Kurt.
"You, what are you doing in the halls? The bell rung ten minutes ago." She scolded, but then something hit her. She couldn't help but think this boy looked familiar to her. Yet she couldn't quite place why.
"What's your name?" She quickly asked before Kurt had a chance to answer the first one.
"Kurt Vagner mam', and I was on my vay to gym class but I don't know how to get there."
The name hit her like a ton of bricks. It couldn't be possible...this couldn't be her...son. Although he was much older, he resembled the child she once had so long ago. The night she had to give him up suddenly flashed in her mind. She had no choice but to give him up, it was the only way to keep him safe from...Magneto. He wanted her baby only to do experimentations. He was determined to figure out how to configure his genetics, to increase his power nearly 200 percent. But the experiments proved to be painful for the child, and so before he could go any further Raven did the only thing she could think of, give him up. It was the only way she could save him from Magneto, it was the only way to hid her son from him. The only thing she had known about parents was their last name, Wagner.
"Principal Darkholme? Excuse me. Are you ok?" the second teacher asked, wondering why she was staring at Kurt with a strange look on her face.
"Hm? Oh yes, I'm fine. Now you, the gym is down that hall and to the right. So hurry and get to class." Kurt decided to do what she said, she sounded very angry.
Kurt was right, because it was his first day, he wasn't required to participate. He simply got his gym uniform and sat on the bleachers watching the group of kids play dodge ball.
After a half an hour of watching them pelting each other with the foam balls, the bell rung to go home. Kurt rushed out to the front of the building (funny how he could find his way when he wanted to leave) to look for his fathers car. After wandering along the line of cars for a while, he caught site of his dad's station wagon.
"Hello father," Kurt greeted as he opened the car door. "How was your new job?"
"Oh, just as good as any other I suppose. So, how did you like your new school?"
"It was ok, school is school. My teachers all seem nice. Plus, there are a lot of cute girls. Maybe it won't be so hard to adjust here after all." Kurt gave his father a playful smile.
"So they couldn't resist the old Wagner charm I take it. I bet you'll have a girlfriend by the end of the week." Mr. Wager chuckled.
"Yeah, wouldn't that be great, and if things keep going the way they are, you could be a grandfather by the end of the year." Kurt joked, but apparently by the look on his father's face, he didn't find it too funny. "I'm kidding father, you know me better then that." Kurt smiled.
"I know Kurt, I know." He smiled back.
By the time Kurt got back to his house, he was famished again. He decided making a quick snack before supper wouldn't hurt, so he fixed up a sandwich. He brought it up to his new room and flopped on his bed.
Thoughts of what happened at the airport suddenly flooded into his mind. He was still perplexed about what it was that happened. How could he have been in one place and then another in only a few seconds? Different scenarios passed through his mind, but each seemed more absurd then the next. He slipped so deep into his own thoughts, he didn't even see the raven perched outside his window watching his every move.
A/n: Bah sorry for the shortness xX but hey, I updated didn't I? Please review! I love to get them :)
The car ride from the airport was a little awkward for Kurt. Neither him nor his parents could explain what had happened in the airport. If only he had known that things would only get harder he might not have taken the next few days for granted.
It was a crisp fall Monday morning, three days after the incident at the airport. It would have been an enjoyable day if it were not Kurt's first day of school. He groaned looking out the window of his father's car. All these bad scenarios kept racing through his mind. Like what if he choked in front of the whole class and forgot all the English he knew? Or what if everyone thought he was weird?
As the school came into view, he saw the large congregation on kids. "Wow, I didn't know there would be that many kids. See Kurt? I'm sure you'll make friends with at least one of them." Mr. Wagner told his son, who to his surprise, smiled.
"I guess you're right Father. I mean, one of them has to be nice right?" His eyes scanned over the crowd, not quite sure what he was looking for.
Feeling slightly excited, Kurt scrambled out of the car as soon as it pulled up in front of the main doors. After waving goodbye to his father he took a deep breath and entered the school.
The halls were swarming with kids. Kurt had a hard time fighting against the constant flow of people. He suddenly realized he had no clue where anything was. He decided the main office would be a good place to start...if only he knew where it was. Figuring just looking for it would be hopeless, Kurt thought he would just ask some one where it was.
He tapped a girl on the shoulder, "Um excuse me, but could you tell me vere ze main office is?"
"Oh sure! It just right down the hall and on the left. So you must be new here." The girl asked as she twisted a lock of her red hair in her finger.
"Ja, I just arrived three days ago." Kurt explained to the girl, who he couldn't help but think was rather attractive. "My name is Kurt by the way."
The tall red head smiled and held out her hand in gesture of a handshake. "I'm Jean." The shrill ringing of the bell suddenly filled the air. "Oh that's the bell, I should get going. I don't want to be late. I'll see you around I hope." She turned around with a wave and disappeared into the slowly shrinking mob of kids.
Deciding it was probably a good idea not to be too late on his first day, Kurt hurriedly made his way to the office.
The sectary was a crusty looking old lady, who looked like she was absolutely ancient.
"Yes, how can I help you young man?" Her voice was raspy, as if she had been smoking her entire life.
"Ja, I just moved here and I vas supposed to pick up my schedule." Kurt shuffled his feet nervously.
"Alright I'll need your name please." She pulled her self over to the computer located just to the right of her desk.
"Kurt Vagner mam." Kurt told her, and after about five minutes of clacking keys and printing, Kurt had his class schedule and was on his way to his first class. "Aw great, I have English first..."
When he found the room, he saw that he only had about 20 minutes left of the class. 'Talk about making a good impression.' He thought to himself and laughed.
The door opened with a loud creek, making all the heads in the room turn to Kurt. "Uh...Hello" was the only thing he could think of saying. But in return all he got were blank stares.
The teacher broke the silence by rushing over so she could greet him and introduce him to the whole class.
"You must be the new student Kurt Wagner am I correct?" Kurt nodded, "Great to have you, my name is Ms. Sweeney. If you like you may sit in any of the empty seats."
Kurt took one in the back of the room, being to shy to sit close to the teacher. He took his seat next to a rather pretty gothic looking girl. He couldn't help but think she looked just as miserable as him...if not worse. The though of talking to her passed his mind, but he thought better of it. She seemed to busy writing on her desk.
"Rouge? Would you please pay attention to the lesson?" The gothic beauty's head lifted at the sound of the teacher's voice.
"Sorry mam'." Was her only response, as she quickly covered her writing with a textbook.
"That's better." But as soon as Ms. Sweeney turned around, Rouge went right back to writing things on the desk.
The rest of the day went rather uneventful for Kurt. He was happy to have his last class of the day, gym. He figured because it was his first day he would have to do anything, but just sit and watch. The problem was, Kurt was lost again, and he had no idea where the gym was. Luckily he saw two teachers coming down the hall who were currently engaging on a conversation.
"Principal Darkholme, I was wondering if I could have your permission to take my period 3 class on a field trip to opera house on March 3rd. I believe it will--" the first teacher explained to Principal Darkholme, but she abruptly cut him off catching site if Kurt.
"You, what are you doing in the halls? The bell rung ten minutes ago." She scolded, but then something hit her. She couldn't help but think this boy looked familiar to her. Yet she couldn't quite place why.
"What's your name?" She quickly asked before Kurt had a chance to answer the first one.
"Kurt Vagner mam', and I was on my vay to gym class but I don't know how to get there."
The name hit her like a ton of bricks. It couldn't be possible...this couldn't be her...son. Although he was much older, he resembled the child she once had so long ago. The night she had to give him up suddenly flashed in her mind. She had no choice but to give him up, it was the only way to keep him safe from...Magneto. He wanted her baby only to do experimentations. He was determined to figure out how to configure his genetics, to increase his power nearly 200 percent. But the experiments proved to be painful for the child, and so before he could go any further Raven did the only thing she could think of, give him up. It was the only way she could save him from Magneto, it was the only way to hid her son from him. The only thing she had known about parents was their last name, Wagner.
"Principal Darkholme? Excuse me. Are you ok?" the second teacher asked, wondering why she was staring at Kurt with a strange look on her face.
"Hm? Oh yes, I'm fine. Now you, the gym is down that hall and to the right. So hurry and get to class." Kurt decided to do what she said, she sounded very angry.
Kurt was right, because it was his first day, he wasn't required to participate. He simply got his gym uniform and sat on the bleachers watching the group of kids play dodge ball.
After a half an hour of watching them pelting each other with the foam balls, the bell rung to go home. Kurt rushed out to the front of the building (funny how he could find his way when he wanted to leave) to look for his fathers car. After wandering along the line of cars for a while, he caught site of his dad's station wagon.
"Hello father," Kurt greeted as he opened the car door. "How was your new job?"
"Oh, just as good as any other I suppose. So, how did you like your new school?"
"It was ok, school is school. My teachers all seem nice. Plus, there are a lot of cute girls. Maybe it won't be so hard to adjust here after all." Kurt gave his father a playful smile.
"So they couldn't resist the old Wagner charm I take it. I bet you'll have a girlfriend by the end of the week." Mr. Wager chuckled.
"Yeah, wouldn't that be great, and if things keep going the way they are, you could be a grandfather by the end of the year." Kurt joked, but apparently by the look on his father's face, he didn't find it too funny. "I'm kidding father, you know me better then that." Kurt smiled.
"I know Kurt, I know." He smiled back.
By the time Kurt got back to his house, he was famished again. He decided making a quick snack before supper wouldn't hurt, so he fixed up a sandwich. He brought it up to his new room and flopped on his bed.
Thoughts of what happened at the airport suddenly flooded into his mind. He was still perplexed about what it was that happened. How could he have been in one place and then another in only a few seconds? Different scenarios passed through his mind, but each seemed more absurd then the next. He slipped so deep into his own thoughts, he didn't even see the raven perched outside his window watching his every move.
A/n: Bah sorry for the shortness xX but hey, I updated didn't I? Please review! I love to get them :)