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Chapter 5: Inside the Institute


Sitting in Scott's car like that felt uneasy. Kitty introduced Scott to me and vise versa. I didn't really need an introduction. I mean, how hard is it to forget a guy who pops red beams out of his eyes?

Scott, I learned while sitting in his red, white striped sports car, was the strong silent type of guy. He seemed so serious and stern; it would've been hard to start a conversation with him unless he started it for you. Well, maybe he had a reason for having such a rough personality like this. I would too knowing very well if I opened my eyes, red beamy things would pop out and injure people (hopefully not killing them). I felt the strongest urge to confront him right now but knew I couldn't. How could a "typical" teen walk around with eyes that do that? Obviously he wore his sunglasses in order to keep from harming people, but that didn't mean it wasn't dangerous to be around someone like that.

I marveled the large mansion as Scott's car pulled up inside. I exited out of the car, grabbing my backpack and my history textbook.

"C'mon Haley, we can like study in my room," Kitty giggled, and led me inside.

Whoa!

Seeing the institute from the inside, was a lot different than seeing it from the outside. There must've been a lot of elevators to take you around such a big place.

"Oh man! I've never been in such a huge place like this before," I gaped.

"Neither have I. Trust me, I felt like the same way as you when I came here," Kitty said, shaking her head.

I nodded and followed her diligently as she led me through a maze of hallways. I suddenly let out an involuntary gasp when I heard a "bamfing" sound behind me. I looked behind me and saw some smoke being blown away by Kurt Wagner?

"Kurt!" Kitty whined.

"Sorry Kitty," Kurt apologized in his thick German accent.

I put my hand to my mouth, remembering the same experience of shock I had experienced just moments before. "How did you…where did you…"

I found myself at lost for words for the first time in my life. I mean, I've heard of people being "at lost for words" and even though it sounded a bit corny, I was.

"Um, I'm trying out of for the track team. Yeah, silly me got to go!" Kurt said agitatedly and quickly left. I noted that this was the similar interaction I had gotten with Kitty about almost hitting her with the door. Was everyone in this freakin' house trying out for the track team or something?

"This is my room," Kitty finally said, opening the door to her hollow room. By the size of her room I was sure you could fit in two beds in here in equal size.

"Nice," I said, finishing my evaluation of the room.

"The Professor is totally awesome," Kitty giggled. She then began to daze off, perhaps thinking about something important?

"Professor Xavier you mean?" I asked.

Kitty nodded.

Natalie, who I also like to call 'Miss. Gossip Queen', knew almost all the news. That's how I had found out that Kurt Wagner and Kitty Pryde presided at the Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters. She had heard from Dana who heard from Greg who heard from Chelsea who heard from Terri and Sherri who eavesdropped on Erin that Kurt moved in from Germany to live at the Xavier Mansion and Kitty moved in from Illinois for the same purpose. She didn't know much about Professor Xavier, besides that he majored in genetics and his middle name was Francis.

"Um, I have to go to the bathroom," I lied, almost abruptly.

"Oh, um, the bathroom is like down the hall to your left," Kitty explained.

I thanked her and quickly walked off. I would go to the bathroom but then would get 'lost' on my way back to Kitty's room.

To solve the mystery of whether or not I was insane, I had to learn more about this place. I just knew they were hiding something and I would be the first to figure out what.

Just like Kitty had said, I found my way into the bathroom. I washed my hands and began examining the rather large bathroom. I was silly in thinking I would find something in a bathroom and was on my way out the door when I was shocked to see something blue on the floor. I kneeled down and picked up the blue … whatever it was. It was soft and fuzzy?

Kitty never did say anything about them keeping pets and I didn't know any animal with this kind of soft, fuzzy fur. Fur?

That's it! I was literally loosing it. It was just fur. There was no need for me to become so critical about blue fur. Maybe it was from a coat or something. But from judging the things I had seen ever since the football game, it could've been anything. Maybe they kept a large blue, monster beast in here as a pet. Maybe this pet also blasted out red beamy things like Scott.

Breathe Haley! C'mon, its just fur. Your going crazy thinking there's people who blast red beamy things from their eyes. I bet all you saw that football game was mere magic tricks played by Scott. And Todd? He was probably born deformed or something. Nobody else thought anything more of him than what he already was and you shouldn't either.

Calming myself down I laughed at how crazy I was being. If the people in this house knew too, at what I was imagining, they'd probably laugh too.

BAMF!

I gasped. I heard it again. That same sound I heard when Kitty and I were walking to her room.

My hand slowly gripped onto the bathroom knob and gently opened the door, leaving a small crack so I could see what was going on.

Nothing. See Haley. All in your…

My eyes opened in pure shock.

Kurt suddenly appeared in a mist of smoke, with his tail gripped tightly around a hairbrush. Tail!? A Blue Tail!? I would've screamed right then in there but I unfortunately had lost my voice right then and there too.

I looked down at the piece of blue fur, still in my paled hands. Had it come from Kurt or did everyone in this house have a tail? I looked out again through the creak of the door.

"KURT!" I heard a feminine voice yell.

Kurt gasped and disappeared leaving a cloud of smoke behind.

Jean Grey came running and examined the smoke left by Kurt. She was not in the least surprised as I was. Of course, I didn't expect her to be surprised. Kurt then later appeared on the railing behind Jean, with the smoke around him again there and the "bamfing" sound.

The redhead turned around and suddenly the hairbrush, as if had an entity of its own, began to pull toward Jean. It seemed almost drawn to the redhead. Jean put her hand forward, like she was in fact commanding the hairbrush to move toward her.

Kurt tried in vain to keep his hold on the hairbrush. I admit it was weird it see this. It was like tug-of-war, except without the rope and Jean wasn't pulling on anything. I mean, she was pulling, I think, but it was like she could control it … using her mind!

I remembered hearing of this once. It was called: tele … tele … telekinesis!

As I watched with sheer amazement, Kurt finally released his hold on the hairbrush and Jean smiled in triumph. The hairbrush was just floating there, in air! Kurt disappeared again, leaving a cloud of smoke and the sound "bamf." Jean grabbed the hairbrush with her hand and began walking away.

Making sure Jean had left, I walked out of the bathroom and back in Kitty's room, who was already doing her homework.

"I think I should leave Kitty," I told her, as I began picking up my stuff. I was surprised with myself of how calm I could be. I should've been screaming at her right now, demanding an explanation. "I remembered something I have to do at my house."

"Oh, ok then. I'll like ask Scott to give you a ride home," Kitty suggested.

I shook my head in refusal. "No, no, that's ok. I'd actually prefer walking."

"Are you sure?" Kitty asked, apprehensively.

"Yeah, I'm fine! It's such a nice day to walk. I'll see you on Monday," I said, waving goodbye.

It wasn't until I was safely out of the institute gate I let out a sigh of relief. I felt such tension in there, like I could scream any second.

Now, seeing what I had seen, I was absolutely convinced that I was no lunatic. There was something up. Those were no magic tricks. I mean, it wasn't like it was the "Xavier's Institute of Gifted Magicians."

Gifted.

It was like a secret now: to them and to me.


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