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I eventually found myself in upstate New York where I enrolled myself in Bayville High. I also got myself into a homeless shelter.
Once again I was in a place were I had no friends. I just went through school and did my lessons. Keeping quiet was my specialty, I studied hard and got straight A's.
My favorite classes were English and Art. When I heard people talking about me in the corridors, they said that it figured I was good in those subjects, cause quiet people always are.
Some people tried to be nice to me: Kurt Wagner, Kitty Pride, and Scott Summers. A senior named Jean Grey was nice to me but she seemed so popular that it just couldn't work.
I heard that the others who were nice to me attended a institute in town. I went over there one day, just to look at it. From the tree I sat in I could see that the rumors were true. I watched them for a while, then the man in the wheelchair saw me, I ran. But I could feel his mind trying to penetrate my thoughts. I eventally climbed up the side of a building where I could escape.
All I could think was that I didn't want to go back there anytime soon.
I noticed that those few kids tried even harder to be my friends. I nearly let them, then I realized the worst. They had to be on some kind of mission to get me! I argued with myself day and night. I just couldn't see why they wanted to hurt me.
Kurt actually asked me to be his study partner, but being the tough person I was, I simply nodded a yes and was quiet.
Kurt seemed like a nice kid. I did not know if he went to the institute, but I realized that he was close friends those kids that I did know went to the school, so I assumed he did.
The day that changed my life was in early october. It all started out harmlessly enough, I was just walking to school. I guessed that Kurt had business downtown before school cause he was walking about 15 feet behind me.
Before I know what's happening, some guy steps out in front of me and points a gun at me.
Come quietly girlie. Don't use any of those powers, cause they won't work.
Listen girl, I know of your powers and they don't phase me one bit. It's my job to clear the streets of scum like you, so come with me and you won't be hurt.
I stared in horror. You're a mutant hunter! You're one of them!.
I know that you are a freak, girlie. I have seen your powers in action!
Ya, I followed you and I know enough to keep you under control for a long time.
My mind was spinning. It phased me on how he could know my powers, no one had ever seen them, I was sure of it!
If you know my powers, you know too much! I pulled off my gloves and grabbed the mans face. Electric sparks flowed off my hands and onto his face. The man howled in pain.
I turned and ran, which was not the brightest thing to do. A gun shot rang out and I expected to be dead, but instead I felt myself flattened to the floor.
Kurt had knocked me to the floor just in time.
Are you okay?
I....I..I guess so.
Kurt helped me to my feet. I was shaking uncontrollably.
Which way did he go? I asked quickly.
He took a right down the street, but I don't think we can....
Wanna bet?
I closed my eyes and concentrated hard on the man. I saw his picture in my mind. The man stopped running. This was my chance! I pretended I was a magnet, pulling him back.
I opened my eyes. The puzzled man was standing in front of us. Kurt lept on him and tied him up.
I felt a pain in my head. My mind was out of control and I felt like screaming. But I couldn't scream! I just couldn't! It would put too many people at risk.
I crossed my arms and slumped down.
Are you okay? Kurt's voice came.
I ..don't...know..... My voice trailed off. I could see darkness only. A cool refreshing darkness. Then there was nothing.