June sat in one of the seats of the so-called "X-Jet" as it rocketed towards Westchester, New York. They had barely been in the air for two minutes and already she was missing her Nana. She needed Nana and Nana needed her. At least Roberto, her cousin, would be staying with her now. Would he be able to take care of her, though? Would he know that she likes to have a foot massage at noon and then another at eight o'clock? At least she was allowed to bring Eagle, her small wolf pup. She had found him a week earlier, caught in a trap out in the wild. She couldn't find his mother, and so took him in as her own. Eagle was sleeping on her lap, and June studied his small fluffy gray body as it expanded and retracted with each breath and thought back to today's event's when something hit her. The three of them had left fairly quickly, seeing as June only had a duffle bag worth of clothing, but still she felt like she was being rushed. She hadn't even been given time really to say goodbye to her home. Now that she thought about it, she remembered Ororo constantly urging her to hurry up.

"Marie?" She asked. She had instantly taken a liking to the young women, and preferred to ask her than Ororo the question that was beginning to annoy her.

"Hmm?" Marie hummed, glancing up from the magazine she was reading.

"Back at my house, Ororo told me we had to hurry. How come?"

"First of all, call me Rogue. That's been bugging me. No one calls me Marie, not even the professor. Ororo, or as you'll come to know her, Storm, was just in her "formal introductions phase". She didn't want to scare you off."

"Okay, Rogue. But my question?"

Rogue sighed, folded her magazine, and flattened it across her lap. "There's this thing, well, er, group called the Brotherhood. They're what you might call your classic bad guys or villans. Any who, they have this deranged vision that mutants will never be accepted and they feel they have to 'get rid of' all the humans in order to be accepted. The professor thinks they want to use you to fulfill that goal."

June gasped, as she felt her stomach jump and drop. "What ? How?"

"Whoa there! Calm down! It's not all it's cracked up to be. Trust me. Magneto, the brotherhood's old leader tried to use me, too." Rogue fingered her white streaks with a smile. "That's how I got these. I kinda like them."

June tried to smile in return, but it was hard. The idea that someone wanted to use her, like a tool, or key, just downright scared her. The whole idea was deafening to her, she wanted to vomit right there on the jet.

For the rest of the ride she fell in and out of sleep, having the same frightening dream. She was falling in the arms of a man. He was strong, and was holding her close. He kept calling her name and with each breath she felt more suppressed then there would be a blinding light and she would wake with a start. For the last ten minutes of the ride she kept herself up on purpose to stop the dream… but she had a dreading feeling that it would be back that night.

When the reached the mansion, June looked out the window and took a look at the enormity of the estate. "I'm gonna live here?" she gaped.

They landed, after Rogue explained the retractable basketball court that allowed the jet to land in the basement, and Rogue led her through the mansion to her dorm room. The room, which was carpeted, something June would have to get used to, had a set of twin beds one on each side of the room. There was also a desk, dresser and nightstand, all made of mahogany wood with brass handles and trimming, on each side. Half the room was decorated wildly, with posters on the walls, stickers on the furniture, and the bed was unmade. The other side looked untouched, the blue blankets were folded, wrinkle free on the bed, and the furniture appeared to be in mint condition.

"You're sharing the room with Katie. She's awesome- tons of energy, crazy attitude and a bright smile. Later, if you want to find her, she's the one with the really long blonde hair, and her eyes are two different colors." Rogue told her, as June walked in the room getting a feel for it. She put Eagle and her duffle bag down on the mattress, which she noticed didn't sag.

"Two different colors?" June asked.

Rogue nodded. "Green and blue. The bathroom's there," Rogue said pointing to the door by Kaite's bed, "and the room next to your's shares that bathroom, there's an adjoining door. I think Sunny and Dakota have that room. I don't know them that well."

June shrugged. "Where's everybody now?"

"Well," Rogue glanced at her watch, "Lunch just ended, most of the kids should be either in the game room or outside in the back. Kaite's usually out back. Don't worry about finding your way, this place really isn't that complicated… after a while."

"Cool?" June said quietly and questionably. She was not quite sure if she was using the term correctly.

Rogue nodded and gave her a wink, leaving her in the room. June fell onto the mattress, starred into space when she felt her eyes begin to burn, and suddenly she burst into tears. Her face grew hot and she let it all out, all of the confusion, the hate, the ignorance, the frustration. It was quite a sight, a 15 year-old girl of Native American and Spanish heritage sitting with her hands in her lap and a wolf pup biting her big toe on her right foot, sobbing in one the biggest mansions on the eastern coast. She cried for five minutes straight, missing Nana, her home, her security. When she finished, she was exhausted, but forced herself up and walked to the bathroom, convincing herself that she wouldn't let this be a bad experience.

Kit was passing a soccer ball with Matthew and Eric when he first saw her. She was about five and a half feet with a dancer's body. Her long dark curly hair was pulled up in a pony tail, but the shorter strands had fallen out. She was wearing jeans, with holes at the knees, and a sleeveless tee, showing off her fit and tanned arms. To put it simply-she was beautiful. Kit was so distracted that he missed the ball when Eric passed it at him.

"C'mon Kit, pay attention!" Eric groaned, chasing after the ball. Katie who was just standing around singing one of her favorite songs, offered to get it for him.

Kit continued to stare. The girl looked around obviously looking for someone, although he wasn't sure who since she was new. She was obviously nervous, she had been fidgeting with her hands until she picked up the dog that was waiting loyally at her feet, as she continued to scan the lawn where dozens of kids of all ages were playing games and running around.

"Kit, what the hell are you looking at?" Matt asked impatiently.

"That new kid… she's here." Kit said quietly, although it didn't matter, the girl wasn't close enough for her to hear him.

"What? Where?" Eric asked. The other two boys turned around.

"Right there, by the door. God, she's-," Kit started.

"Hot." Matt finished for him.

"Who are you guys talking about now?" Katie asked shoving the ball into her brother's stomach to break his gaze.

"The new chick."