Chapter Seven
The first one to arrive at Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters was Keirri Hatmaker. Her mother had arranged for a plane ticket immediately, and from there she took a taxi with a small amount of provided money, spending most of it on the ride. Pulling up to the school, Kei bit her lip hard, a nervous habit of hers. Exiting the taxi, she carried her suitcase with her, approaching the ebony, iron-wrought gates with a bit of an overwhelmed feeling. A small black intercom was located on the brick siding, ivy creeping up the sides in decoration, and Kei pressed the button to buzz the person inside.
"State your name and business, please." The woman who had spoken on the other side had a cold voice, proper and self-assured.
"Keirri Hatmaker. I'm new here." Her voice lightly trembled, but the sentence was understandable.
"Please step back and come to the front door when the gates open."
Doing as she was told, she gasped in sheer awe of the size of the building in front of her, stepping into the entrance courtyard beyond the gates. A statue was located in the middle, and the woman with whom she had spoken was standing beside it. Standing at an impressive 5'10", the woman was dressed in all white, strips of skin showing here and there in her top. A long cape flowed behind her, her ivory pants hugging her tightly. "We will wait for the others. There are three more arriving today, and I'd like to just do one speech." With her regal appearance, she looked like an ice queen with impressive posture. Her ash blonde hair cascaded down her shoulders, and pale blue eyes almost stared right through her.
Suddenly, Kei felt self-conscious standing there in just a t-shirt and jeans with some sneakers, but she hadn't been too worried about it until now. She had thrown her chestnut hair back into a ponytail, and had a very messy appearance. She found, oddly, that she couldn't read the woman's emotions, but the woman, aware of her thoughts, only gave a smirk in response.
Not five minutes after, another car pulled up into the driveway, this time containing two girls who had been picked up from the airport as well. One of them, Maeve Illusen, looked very friendly in appearance, a dusting of freckles across a classic peaches-and-cream complexion, a smile on her face. Her hazel eyes almost shone the amber tone of whiskey, and her richly auburn hair was down to her shoulders. She was dressed a bit better than Kei, but still in casual clothes.
The other girl, Cassandra Scott, was quite the opposite, looking as if she were pale and slightly sickly, bags underneath her deep brown eyes. Her raven-colored hair was pulled away from her face, but fell down to her back. She wore all black, chains lightly clinking together as she walked along with Eve, meeting them at the statue.
They all looked up as a private jet landed on the front lawn, decorated with odd colors of purple and pink. The driver rushed to the side door, pulling it open, and out stepped Katina Braddock-Worthington. Her regal appearance rivaled the older woman's, her lavender locks tied back into a French twist. Her medium blue eyes narrowed into slits and her nose turned slightly upward at the company she would be keeping. Men rushed out behind her with several suitcases and bags, though keeping a safe distance. She was wearing a white blouse with tight, black pants, accessorized with black stilettos. "I didn't mean to keep you waiting." Her accent was completely English, and the other girls looked slightly dumbfounded at her riches.
The woman cleared her throat. "Now we can begin."