Disclaimer: Blah blah blah, yadda yadda yadda, I don't own anyone or anything but Chris.
Author's Note: Chris is turning out to be a very difficult person. Grrr. Oh well, I suppose that would be my fault, now wouldn't it?
Chapter 3: Chris' Story
"Hello Chris," said the professor after she had shut the door. "Did you have a good night's sleep?"
"Yes, thank you," she replied. She hated being super-polite like this, but there was something about the professor, and she just couldn't help it.
"Well, then, are you ready to begin?"
"I guess so."
"Good. Now, I don't want to seem to inquisitive, but for safety reasons we must know about your past and family. In exchange I will answer any questions you have about this place or what's going on."
"Well, do you want me to tell you my 'life story', or what?"
"In essence, yes, that is what I need to know."
"It's not very interesting. I had a normal life and everything until I turned fourteen. That's when I found out I was a mutant. My parents kicked me out of the house. They were high-status people; they would rather put their daughter out on the streets rather than admit that there was a mutant in the house. They were always concerned with appearances. I was never good enough in their eyes. When...when I 'decided' to become a mutant, it was the last straw. They disowned me, and my friends ditched me, so there was no one to take me in. I lived on the streets for a while, until I got a job cooking at McDonald's- in the back where no one would see me of course. I saved up enough money to rent a small apartment, and I've been living there until recently, when I got fired from my job and couldn't pay the rent anymore. I also think it had something to do with the fact that one of my 'neighbors' found out that a mutant was living next to them."
The professor didn't say anything, he just stared at her; she could feel him poking around in her head, probably trying to see if she was telling the truth.
"I would appreciate it if you would stay out of my mind," she said, pushing him out. "That's the one thing I've been able too keep to myself. I don't want to lose it."
The professor was taken aback; he had never been forced out of someone's mind before.
"That will be all for today," he said. "You may leave."
She walked over to the door and stepped out, closing it carefully behind her. Turning around, she came face-to-face with Logan.
"So," he asked, "How'd it go?"
"Fine," she replied. "You were standing out here the whole time, weren't you?"
"How'd you know?"
"Lucky guess."
They stood there for a moment, just looking at each other. Or rather, Logan was looking at Chris, and Chris was pretending to be very interested in a spider crawling up the wall, slipping, falling down, and climbing back up again.
"You hungry?" Logan asked finally, breaking the uncomfortable silence. "Dinner's over, but there'll be something I can find for you."
Chris smiled, showing straight, white teeth. "That would be great."
Meanwhile, the professor was deep in thought. He knew there was something Chris was holding back; he had sensed that in the brief time he had been inside her mind. There was another strange thing- she was powerful enough to push him out of her thoughts. He had never met someone like that before. Don't dwell on it now, he told himself. Just wait for Jean's report and scans of her. That would tell him what he needed to know.
So, what d'ya think? Please review! Thanx to those of you that have already!
Reviews:
Wait! No one's reviewed to chapter 2! That makes me sad!!! very sad! REVIEW PLEASE!!!!!
Author's Note: Chris is turning out to be a very difficult person. Grrr. Oh well, I suppose that would be my fault, now wouldn't it?
Chapter 3: Chris' Story
"Hello Chris," said the professor after she had shut the door. "Did you have a good night's sleep?"
"Yes, thank you," she replied. She hated being super-polite like this, but there was something about the professor, and she just couldn't help it.
"Well, then, are you ready to begin?"
"I guess so."
"Good. Now, I don't want to seem to inquisitive, but for safety reasons we must know about your past and family. In exchange I will answer any questions you have about this place or what's going on."
"Well, do you want me to tell you my 'life story', or what?"
"In essence, yes, that is what I need to know."
"It's not very interesting. I had a normal life and everything until I turned fourteen. That's when I found out I was a mutant. My parents kicked me out of the house. They were high-status people; they would rather put their daughter out on the streets rather than admit that there was a mutant in the house. They were always concerned with appearances. I was never good enough in their eyes. When...when I 'decided' to become a mutant, it was the last straw. They disowned me, and my friends ditched me, so there was no one to take me in. I lived on the streets for a while, until I got a job cooking at McDonald's- in the back where no one would see me of course. I saved up enough money to rent a small apartment, and I've been living there until recently, when I got fired from my job and couldn't pay the rent anymore. I also think it had something to do with the fact that one of my 'neighbors' found out that a mutant was living next to them."
The professor didn't say anything, he just stared at her; she could feel him poking around in her head, probably trying to see if she was telling the truth.
"I would appreciate it if you would stay out of my mind," she said, pushing him out. "That's the one thing I've been able too keep to myself. I don't want to lose it."
The professor was taken aback; he had never been forced out of someone's mind before.
"That will be all for today," he said. "You may leave."
She walked over to the door and stepped out, closing it carefully behind her. Turning around, she came face-to-face with Logan.
"So," he asked, "How'd it go?"
"Fine," she replied. "You were standing out here the whole time, weren't you?"
"How'd you know?"
"Lucky guess."
They stood there for a moment, just looking at each other. Or rather, Logan was looking at Chris, and Chris was pretending to be very interested in a spider crawling up the wall, slipping, falling down, and climbing back up again.
"You hungry?" Logan asked finally, breaking the uncomfortable silence. "Dinner's over, but there'll be something I can find for you."
Chris smiled, showing straight, white teeth. "That would be great."
Meanwhile, the professor was deep in thought. He knew there was something Chris was holding back; he had sensed that in the brief time he had been inside her mind. There was another strange thing- she was powerful enough to push him out of her thoughts. He had never met someone like that before. Don't dwell on it now, he told himself. Just wait for Jean's report and scans of her. That would tell him what he needed to know.
So, what d'ya think? Please review! Thanx to those of you that have already!
Reviews:
Wait! No one's reviewed to chapter 2! That makes me sad!!! very sad! REVIEW PLEASE!!!!!