Sketty's back! Here we are for Chapter 3!

How you're liking this folks! Yikes, sorry it's been taking so long to do Chapter 3.. I've been getting a lot done on THOH.

Here we go then.

Chapter 3

         Involuntarily, Storm had fell into a lingering sleep upon the bed, fully clothed and uncomfortably laid. With a quiet groan she lifted her head from the bedspread, her right hand numb from where her cheek had been pressed to it for the last number of hours.

She pushed herself up slowly with a groan. Her healthy hand lifted and gently pushed away the stunning white locks from her face, allowing her warm eyes to stare around her now darkened room.

Wow..

The sun was lowering from it's position in the sky.. falling slowly in a lazy evening. Storm scrambled off the bed in a very uncoordinated fashion; she was still in a sleepy state and so stumbled into the chest of drawers and stubbed her toe violently on the leg of the wardrobe.

With a sleep yelp she staggered to the window and threw open the wooden frame glass. A hefty waft of the evening breeze collided with her nostrils, uplifting her inner and so swiftly awakening her.

She suddenly had a burning desire to find someone.. she wanted to talk to someone. What had happened to her earlier.. should she hide it away? Or express her fears.. her wonders.. her awe..

She turned from the window sharply, bursting through her bedroom door. Her feet were currently bare.. But she ran, her long skirt billowing majestically as she speeded on down a magnificent staircase. Her feet daintily skipped on the carpeted stairs in silence, a slim dark skinned hand running down the smooth staircase rail.

She hurtled her body gracefully round the bottom of the railing, leaping lightly off the final step and straight into something solid.

Ow..

She heard a soft grunt as she hit the solid object. Her head lifted slowly and she stared sheepishly at the face of Logan, "Uh.."

Logan smirked, stepping away to give her space, "You're in a hurry?"

Storm smiles a little, "Well.. I uh.. I was."

Logan nodded slowly, motioning to step out of her way, "Alright.."

Storm scratched at her neck slowly, "Well.. I'm not in a hurry anymore."

Logan's head canted, joints cracking, "Oh.. alright."

Storm breathed out slowly.. Why was she being so nervous and edgy? It was just Logan.. Why did she have a new surge inside her? This was so alien..

"Are you alright now Storm? I heard about your fainting spell in your lesson." Said Logan with a grunt of words. His hazel eyes beat down upon her with a concerned glimmer within them.

His voice snapped her out of her thoughts and she hurriedly blinked up to him, "Oh.. Yes.. I'm fine now.. Probably over working or something." She shrugged gently.. Why was she lying? Why? It's only Logan..

Just Logan..

Logan watched her still, his height considerably taller.. but it caused his stance to look comforting as he looked down upon her with an almost protective posture, "Oh.. well, you'll be more careful, yeah?" He murmured softly.

Why is his voice so soothing? I don't t feel like this.. This isn't me.

It's not me!

Storm now nodded hurriedly and barged past Logan, now staggering softly. She was bewildered by her thoughts.. this alien emotion. It was a personality transplant.. some had effected her.. something was inside.

"Where're you goin'?" Called Logan as Storm now broke into a high speeded run down the corridor.

"I need to see Charles!" She cried, throwing her body forward. She needed to see him.. question this.. But she could never tell him about her experience when she fainted.. no one could know. Something inside told her this.. No.. not something.. someone…

***

Please review! (: