A/N: Okay, okay, I goofed! When I wrote Gordo's thoughts out last chapter I made a slight mistake in his math-the square root of 81 is 9, not vice versa. Forgive me, I suck at algebra.
Jean Grey opened the door, and motioned for the McGuire family to enter. Lizzie walked inside, and looked at the man sitting in the swivel chair behind his desk. She caught her breath.
It WAS Professor Xavier! He looked exactly like he was portrayed in the television series and the movies. Lizzie couldn't believe it.
"Welcome, Mr. and Mrs. McGuire," he smiled. "Please, have a seat." They all sat down. Jean walked over to stand beside the professor. "Now, I understand you want to enroll your daughter here," he continued. "Well, we're considering it," Mr. McGuire said cautiously.
The adults started talking about the payments and the academics and the student life and such boring talk, so Lizzie tuned out, and let her mind wander around the school. She flashed in and out of people's thoughts. However, one person interested her vastly.
"Ah, geez," she heard, "I'm not sure how much more of this I can take. Why the heck do we NEED to know about Socrates anyway? It's not like we're ever going to use this in later life. I'd much rather be beating people up, anyhow."
Just then, the person's thoughts were interrupted as Lizzie heard-or rather read-the instructions entering the person's mind.
"Rogue!" came the sharp rebuke. "Pay attention! Pay attention, Rogue, pay attention, Rogue," Rogue mimicked in a falsetto voice/thought. "As if they can make me. This class would be vastly more interesting if Kitty, Nightcrawler, or Bobby were here."
Lizzie drew in her breath silently. She had somehow managed to tap into Rogue's thoughts! THE Rogue!
Suddenly, she was aware of her parents and the professor standing up. "Thank you for coming here today," the professor said pleasantly. "Well, thank you for giving us all this information, and we will definitely consider this school," Mrs. McGuire said warmly, shaking his hand. "Come on, Lizzie," Jo said, motioning to her as Matt ran down the hall.
Lizzie slowly got up and glanced at Jean. "What do you think?" she asked. Jean replied, "Don't worry. Chances are good you'll be enrolled soon. Be on your guard. I can sense the enemy nearing." "Not a chance," Lizzie told her telepathically. "I won't let my guard down for a second."
"Lizzie, come on!" Jo yelled from halfway down the hall. "Thanks," Lizzie smiled. "Nice to meet you, Professor Xavier." "You as well," the professor replied, a thoughtful expression on his face.
As Lizzie ran down the hall, Jean asked, "What is it, Professor?" "She has a strange aura around her," the professor mused. "Could you not feel it?" Jean frowned slightly. "Now that you mention it, yes. It's as if she has a mental guard around her. I've tried tapping into her thoughts, but haven't been able to unless she tries to speak to me herself." "Yes," the professor agreed. "I did as well. She's strong. She may have what it qualifies to become...one of us." Jean nodded slightly, and said, "If you'll excuse me, professor, I have a literature class to teach."
Jean left quickly and quietly, leaving the professor to ponder this mysterious girl.
BACK AT THE MCGUIRE HOUSE, AROUND 11 P.M...
"What do you think, Sam?" Jo asked sleepily as she turned on her side to readjust her weight on the bed. Sam stared up at the ceiling. "I think it's a good school," he replied slowly. "I think maybe we should enroll her." "I think so too," Jo replied, stifling a yawn. "Should we fill out the registration papers tomorrow or now?" "Tomorrow," Sam answered. "Okay..." Jo was asleep in seconds, leaving Sam to continue thinking about the school.
LIZZIE'S ROOM...
PrettyBlondie14: Hey, Miranda!
HotHispanicBabe24: Hey, Lizzie! Howd the interview go
PrettyBlondie14: I met the prof. Xavier, and jean grey in person. they both rock
HotHispanicBabe24: awesome u think ull go
PrettyBlondie14: pretty sure I read my parents thoughts and theyre gonna sign the registration papers 2morrow
HotHispanicBabe24: hot dog! That so totally rox
PrettyBlondie14: tell me about it I cant wait
HotHispanicBabe24: is it cold up there I heard it would be
PrettyBlondie14: its frosty enuf 2 wear sweaters but so far it hasn't snowed unfortunately
HotHispanicBabe24: bummer
PrettyBlondie14: hows gordo
HotHispanicBabe24: acting totally weird lately
HotHispanicBabe24: hes been like really skittish like that cat mrs. Fursk owned
PrettyBlondie14: why
HotHispanicBabe24: ns but im worried about him
HotHispanicBabe24: I saw this letter in his backpack and he tried to hide it really fast
HotHispanicBabe24: I saw the words hurt and knife
HotHispanicBabe24: so im thinking maybe hes being threatened by somebody
PrettyBlondie14: that's horrible! Find out more, steal a letter or something, just find out what!
HotHispanicBabe24: right
HotHispanicBabe24: also, hes been xtra concerned about u
(pause)
PrettyBlondie14: oh?
HotHispanicBabe24: cant u read his mind or something
HotHispanicBabe24: find out whats going on
PrettyBlondie14: I can, but im not sure if I should
HotHispanicBabe24: just do it
(pause)
HotHispanicBabe24: well
PrettyBlondie14: miranda...hes been receiving threat letters...about ME!
Jean Grey opened the door, and motioned for the McGuire family to enter. Lizzie walked inside, and looked at the man sitting in the swivel chair behind his desk. She caught her breath.
It WAS Professor Xavier! He looked exactly like he was portrayed in the television series and the movies. Lizzie couldn't believe it.
"Welcome, Mr. and Mrs. McGuire," he smiled. "Please, have a seat." They all sat down. Jean walked over to stand beside the professor. "Now, I understand you want to enroll your daughter here," he continued. "Well, we're considering it," Mr. McGuire said cautiously.
The adults started talking about the payments and the academics and the student life and such boring talk, so Lizzie tuned out, and let her mind wander around the school. She flashed in and out of people's thoughts. However, one person interested her vastly.
"Ah, geez," she heard, "I'm not sure how much more of this I can take. Why the heck do we NEED to know about Socrates anyway? It's not like we're ever going to use this in later life. I'd much rather be beating people up, anyhow."
Just then, the person's thoughts were interrupted as Lizzie heard-or rather read-the instructions entering the person's mind.
"Rogue!" came the sharp rebuke. "Pay attention! Pay attention, Rogue, pay attention, Rogue," Rogue mimicked in a falsetto voice/thought. "As if they can make me. This class would be vastly more interesting if Kitty, Nightcrawler, or Bobby were here."
Lizzie drew in her breath silently. She had somehow managed to tap into Rogue's thoughts! THE Rogue!
Suddenly, she was aware of her parents and the professor standing up. "Thank you for coming here today," the professor said pleasantly. "Well, thank you for giving us all this information, and we will definitely consider this school," Mrs. McGuire said warmly, shaking his hand. "Come on, Lizzie," Jo said, motioning to her as Matt ran down the hall.
Lizzie slowly got up and glanced at Jean. "What do you think?" she asked. Jean replied, "Don't worry. Chances are good you'll be enrolled soon. Be on your guard. I can sense the enemy nearing." "Not a chance," Lizzie told her telepathically. "I won't let my guard down for a second."
"Lizzie, come on!" Jo yelled from halfway down the hall. "Thanks," Lizzie smiled. "Nice to meet you, Professor Xavier." "You as well," the professor replied, a thoughtful expression on his face.
As Lizzie ran down the hall, Jean asked, "What is it, Professor?" "She has a strange aura around her," the professor mused. "Could you not feel it?" Jean frowned slightly. "Now that you mention it, yes. It's as if she has a mental guard around her. I've tried tapping into her thoughts, but haven't been able to unless she tries to speak to me herself." "Yes," the professor agreed. "I did as well. She's strong. She may have what it qualifies to become...one of us." Jean nodded slightly, and said, "If you'll excuse me, professor, I have a literature class to teach."
Jean left quickly and quietly, leaving the professor to ponder this mysterious girl.
BACK AT THE MCGUIRE HOUSE, AROUND 11 P.M...
"What do you think, Sam?" Jo asked sleepily as she turned on her side to readjust her weight on the bed. Sam stared up at the ceiling. "I think it's a good school," he replied slowly. "I think maybe we should enroll her." "I think so too," Jo replied, stifling a yawn. "Should we fill out the registration papers tomorrow or now?" "Tomorrow," Sam answered. "Okay..." Jo was asleep in seconds, leaving Sam to continue thinking about the school.
LIZZIE'S ROOM...
PrettyBlondie14: Hey, Miranda!
HotHispanicBabe24: Hey, Lizzie! Howd the interview go
PrettyBlondie14: I met the prof. Xavier, and jean grey in person. they both rock
HotHispanicBabe24: awesome u think ull go
PrettyBlondie14: pretty sure I read my parents thoughts and theyre gonna sign the registration papers 2morrow
HotHispanicBabe24: hot dog! That so totally rox
PrettyBlondie14: tell me about it I cant wait
HotHispanicBabe24: is it cold up there I heard it would be
PrettyBlondie14: its frosty enuf 2 wear sweaters but so far it hasn't snowed unfortunately
HotHispanicBabe24: bummer
PrettyBlondie14: hows gordo
HotHispanicBabe24: acting totally weird lately
HotHispanicBabe24: hes been like really skittish like that cat mrs. Fursk owned
PrettyBlondie14: why
HotHispanicBabe24: ns but im worried about him
HotHispanicBabe24: I saw this letter in his backpack and he tried to hide it really fast
HotHispanicBabe24: I saw the words hurt and knife
HotHispanicBabe24: so im thinking maybe hes being threatened by somebody
PrettyBlondie14: that's horrible! Find out more, steal a letter or something, just find out what!
HotHispanicBabe24: right
HotHispanicBabe24: also, hes been xtra concerned about u
(pause)
PrettyBlondie14: oh?
HotHispanicBabe24: cant u read his mind or something
HotHispanicBabe24: find out whats going on
PrettyBlondie14: I can, but im not sure if I should
HotHispanicBabe24: just do it
(pause)
HotHispanicBabe24: well
PrettyBlondie14: miranda...hes been receiving threat letters...about ME!
