Um…Hi. I mean hello…um…hey? I really don't know how to start this off you see (well since you're not right behind me I guess you don't) I've never wrote a story before. It like seemed so hard or something. Well anyways, since your reading this you're probably wondering what's going on, huh? I would be too. Let me clue you in.

Maybe I should tell you a little bit about me so that you're not like totally lost. Well first off, my name is Katherine Maria Pride, but everyone calls me Kitty for short. You can too. Um, let's see…I'm 15 yrs old and I guess the big thing is…I'm a mutant. Wait! Don't stop reading (although I know many of you will)…let me explain. How do you explain being a mutant, I have not the slightest idea. But, I'll try.

I found out I was a mutant about um…a year ago. I was in school being bullied by these two girls (whose names I won't reveal. We'll just call them bitch#1 and bitch#2). Let's just say I'm not the most popular girl in school. Moving on…like I said bitch 1 and bitch 2 were really getting on my case (this is the norm).

I'm more of a lover than a fighter so it wasn't surprising when they stuffed me into my locker and I was screaming to get out (wouldn't you?). All of a sudden, (dant dant daaaaa) I'm standing next to the locker. The crazy thing is no one had opened it for me. So how'd I get out? Talk about freaky. To top it all of this really hot guy (drool) comes over and starts talking to me about what happened.

Lance Alvers…tall, roguish, bed hair, the perfect bad boy. He comes walking up to me, torn jeans all attitude. OMG! I thought I would like totally faint. He's like mega hot. Thing is he's never really talked to me before. He's kinda the kid from the wrong side of the track that your mom doesn't want you dating. So anyways, he comes up talking about what happened.

Saying he's like me and stuff, Starts talking crazy about mutants and powers. So I'm like "Riggghhhtt…and what insane asylum are you from?" I put on a smile and I get the heck outta there. By now, I'm beyond creeped out. I'm thinking that somewhere along the line my life must have accidentally merged with the twilight zone.

Any minute now I'm expecting a surreal voice to go "Do not attempt to adjust your TV set, we have taken control." Thankfully it didn't, if it had I think I would've checked myself into the closest mental hospital. So I walk down the hallway, but that Alvers is still following me.

What happened from there is a lot of chaos, commotion, and ground shaking. I won't go into boring detail, but by the middle of the afternoon I found out I was a mutant, almost got buried under a pile of rubber, and got accepted to Xavier's institute for gifted youngsters(I'll talk more about this later). Talk about a rough day.

If you wondering what my mutancy is, it's intangibility. For those of us who aren't science whizzes basically it's a big fancy word for being able to phase through things. That's right; I can just walk right through solid things like tables, walls, etc. It comes in handy sometimes. Anyways back to what I was saying.

So after I was told I was a mutant I meet these people called the X-men. And what'da ya know? Their all mutants too. It's really a small world after all. The leader of the X-men (short for the x-gene in all mutants…like lame!) is a cool bald guy in a wheel chair. Everyone calls him professor x or just professor. He's a telepath (again big fancy word for a person who can read others thoughts and move objects with their minds).

Traveling with the professor were these two really beautiful women. Not like regular beautiful, kinda strange out there beautiful. Like something, you would find in an abstract art gallery or something. The woman who really wowed me, her names Ororo, but everyone calls her storm. She's like the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. Not to go getting all lesbian on ya and stuff, but really.

She's from Africa with a real nice accent. But the thing that threw me off most about her was her hair and eyes. The woman has stark white hair and blue eyes. Talk about a little unsettling. Even though it was an odd combination: the dark skin, white hair, and blue eyes, it kinda works for her, ya know? Then again, I guess it kinda goes with her powers. She can control the weather. Which I think is so much better than being able to walk through a wall. Then I met Jean, she's a telepath too.

Unlike Storm, jeans got fiery red hair (I wonder if it's dyed). Now don't get me wrong I like her but she's somewhat of a goody-two shoes, you know the ivy leaguer. The girl voted most likely to succeed and all that crap. But underneath it all, she's cool and you can tell she really takes being an x-man seriously.

On the subject of being serious, I met Mr. Serious himself, Scott Summers. Tall, brown haired, sports playing. Scott looks like he right out of the pages of an Abercrombie & Fitch catalog; the guy that could charm the pants(and panties) off of any girl. I swear the guy acts like he's got a stick up his ass. He's always so… stern. I'm starting to wonder if he ever has any fun.

On second thought I guess I would be a prick too if I had lasers that shot out of my eyes 24/7. That's Scotts power, he can project laser blasts from his eyes. Sound cool? Yea, I thought so at first too, then I found out why he always wears his shades. He can't control his power, so the professor made him special shades that he wears all the time. Kinda of a turn-off, huh? One of these days I swear I'm gonna find out what color his eyes are (hopefully without getting blasted into another universe).

Now that I live at the mansion (did I say the profess is like totally rich and that the school is in the mansion? Well if I didn't, I'm telling ya now.) I see lots of different mutants. Tall, short, skinny, fat, and some that can make copies of themselves (which can get annoying after a while). The rest of the x-squad are great too.

Then there's Logan. What can I say about him? Logan may come off rough but he's really a softy on the inside. Like a kitten with foot-long claws. And Kurt he's like mega sweet. Though his appearance can be scary sometimes, and what's with all that disappearing-reappearing stuff (he calls it "bamfing" I call it spooky)? And if you ever need info on anything all you do is go to Beast…I mean Dr. McCoy, he knows like everything.

Although I advise you not to mess with Rogue she's kinda standoffish. Then again she can't touch anyone because she literally sucks the life out of 'em (that's her power). Yep, good old Rogue, gothic, quiet, and country as a bull-riding cowboy.

It's a surreal life that's for sure. I live it and sometimes I still don't think it's real. The battles, the mutant protests, the danger room (but you find out its real enough when the training simulations start shooting at you).

Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night expecting it all to be a dream. An elaborate, crazy, if not unorthodox dream. Then I go into the hallway and see Kurt's blue fur on the ground, and that pretty much brings me back to reality.

Now that you got some basic info, I guess I'm writing this because I feel it was a major change in my life. And that it needs to be told. Look at me getting all deep on ya. Everyone has that breaking point in their lives, where everything just goes all hay-wire and you snap, right? Yea well, this was mine. Just like…don't send me hate letters or sumthing if you don't like it. I'm no V.C Andrews. I think I'll write it in first person, (thank god for Ororo and her grammar classes) cuz it seems easiest. Well here goes nothing. How do all those good stories start? Oh yea, Once upon a time, in a land far, far, away… (Just kidding)