Charles Xavier sat in the Vice Principal's office at Midway High. His appointment to get Ororo enrolled into the school was scheduled for 12:30… it was now 1:15.

The bell for second lunch was ringing, and random voices drifted into Xavier's head. Random thoughts of student's worrying about prom, whether he likes her or not, and if they past their Calculus test.

Xavier wasn't one for eavesdropping, but he had already finished the magazine that was sitting on the desk in front of him and was quickly becoming bored.

"Sorry I'm late Mr. Xavier." The vice principal entered the room, interrupting Charles' thoughts.

"It's alright, I understand how busy things can get around here."

"Yes. They can get pretty hectic." The principal took his seat behind his desk. "I went to the copy room to make copies of Ororo's final paperwork for you to sign and I got side-tracked by some student's arguing in the hall."

"What about? If I may ask?" Charles had stopped himself from probing the vice principal's mind.

"Mutants." The principal let out a sigh. "More and more kids seem to be discovering their powers at the high school age. Our dropouts have increased double from last year. And we have more and more disturbances in the halls these days." He paused a second.

"Mr. Xavier, I want to say something… but I don't want you to take it the wrong way." The vice principal got up from his seat and stepped over the window behind his desk.

"What's on you mind?" Charles spoke with calmness in his voice.

"I don't consider myself a predigest person, Xavier. I know this would just be considered segregation, but sometimes I wish that there was a school around specifically for young mutants. I wish there was a way of balance the humans and mutants… a way to help keep the violence down." The principal turned from the window to face Charles Xavier. "You understand where I am coming from?"

"I understand perfectly. I have the same thought myself a few times."

"Right. Well, let's get back to business." The vice principal retook his seat and handed a folder to Xavier. "These are some of the final pieces of paper work that have to be signed for Ororo's enrollment to our school through the foreign exchange program. The rest of the papers are for office use only."

"I see." Charles spoke as he flipped threw the papers and started to search his pockets for a pen.

"Oh here." The principal handed Xavier a pen. "We are placing her in sophomore classes. Even though her test scores were pretty high, we feel she will function better as a sophomore to help her get adjusted to American schools."

"I see." Charles finished his final signature and handed the folder back to the vice principal.

"Yes…well, it's all settled then. She can start this Monday. I'll email you her schedule. I just have one question that I am curious about."

"What is it?"

"I understand that you are paying all her fees out of your own pocket?"

"Yes."

"Can I ask why? Usually we have a couple people sponsoring exchange students at a time."

Charles smiled. "Let's just say that I have a feeling that Ms. Ororo is a specially gifted individual, and I feel she can best explore her gift here in the States. Now if you don't mind I really must get going."

"Of course. Let me open the door for you." The vice principal got out of his chair and walked over the to door, while Charles backed his wheel chair away from the desk and turned it to face the door.

He began wheeling his chair to the door when a sudden pain surged through his head.

"Arrgh!" Charles yelled as he gripped his head with one of his hands.

Nooo…leave her alone…mutant freak…join us…hello Xavier…BAM…Join us…NOOOOOOOOOOO!

Physic voices screamed in Xavier's mind. Jumbled images flashed. To much happened at once. Xavier couldn't make since of it all.

We search for your brothers…Control your anger…Mutant freak…Noooooo…BAM…Fight me…

The pain was gone as fast as fast as it had started.

"Mr. Xavier? Are you alright?" The vice principal stood holding the door open, staring at the man in the wheel chair, still holding his head.

"What?" Xavier looked up. For a split second his face had a blank look. "Yes… yes I'm fine. But I think something is happening in the Cafeteria."