AN: Huh, people are actually reading this- yay! I must say, it's fun to read over my old stuff- I see how I have (and can) improve. Thanks to everyone reading this, and double thanks to anyone who reveiws! Sorry for taking so long!

Reveiwers:

fireinu: Thank you for the link, I can see how the advice can be helpful. However, some of it went a little far: asserting that if you are the same age/sex/race as your character, or if your character has the same interests as you, she is a Mary Sue. I happen to disagree: part of writing is writing about what you know, and making the characters appealing to people can sometimes be easier when you strart with a real-world person. Thanks for the info, though- I'm trying my best to edit out any Mary-Sueishness that may have snuck in. Please reveiw again!

paprika90: Yeah, don't worry: the play is only a minor part of the story, a side thing I thought would be interesting, not a plot shaker. Thanks, and please reveiw again soon!

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Chapter seven, here it is

Oh, if only I had one wish!

To own X-men, that super team..

But, alas, it be only adream.

Chapter 7

"Whew!" Kitty sat down in the locker room. "That was a work out!"

"Ugh. You said it." Rose nodded. "I get alot of excersie, walking around, but running 10 laps? Come on, that's insane!"

"Definatly."

The girls changed and walked to the hallway. "You've got music next, right, Rose?"

"Yeah! I love music class."

"That's cool. What instrument do you play?"

"Oh, I can't play any instrument. I like to sing, though."

"Oh, cool, Mr. Adhale teaches the class, and there's a singing group, too. He likes to 'encourage and develop our natural abilities.' He's really nice, though."

"That's cool."

The girls walked into the music room, still talking.

"Kitty, how are you?"

"Okay, Mr. A. You?"

"I'm fine, Kitty, thank you. And is this our new student? Rose, is it?"

"Yes, sir. Nice to meet you."

"And nice to meet you. Tell me Rose, do you play an instrument?"

"No, sir, but I sing."

"Good, good, the voice is 'the instrument of the body and soul' as one wise man said. What note do you carry?"

"All of them, sir." Rose smiled.

"All of them, Rose?" He said, incredulitisly.

"Yes, sir."

"Well, um, that's nice, why don't we try you out so I know where to put you in the chorus?"

"Yes, sir."

"Kitty, get your flute and take your place. Now, Rose, why don't you stand here, where I can hear you, and just follow the group. How high can you go?"

"As high as you need me to, sir."

"Good, why don't you try a B sharp with this song."

"Yes, sir."

A few minutes later, after the class had warmed up, they began to play. Rose smiled again as she thought.

"He doesn't know how high I can go. Hmm. Well, I'll just have to go with a B sharp, then. Here we go."

"Ready, class? Instrumental first, then singing. 'Catch a falling star'. One, Two, Three and go!" The classroom chorus began.

"Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket, never let it fade away; catch a falling star and put it in your pocket, save it for a rainy day..." When the song ended, the teacher looked up at Rose curiously.

"Rose, that was very good. Just how high did you say you could go?"

"As high as you need, sir."

"Well, can you do something for me? Sing as high as you want to when I signal you. I want to see how high you can go so I know where to put you."

"Sir, I don't think that's a good idea inside."

"What do you mean?"

"The last time I sang very high inside, I..." Rose thought back. "...I broke some glass."

"Oh, really?" The teacher looked at rose with utter disbelief. "Well, let's just try it." He said, rolling his eyes at her unbelievable claim.

"Okay, sir, if you want me to."

"Go ahead, Rose." Rose took a deep breath.

"I'll sing part of an opera I heard once." Starting low, she worked her way up the scale.

"LaaaaaaaaaaaLaaaaaaaaLaLalaLAAAAALaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" As she hit the high note, the glass on the teachers desk broke and everyone gasped. "LaLalaaaaa." She finished; looking around sheepishly as the class stared.

Kurt, breaking the silence, said "R-Rose! That was amazing!"

---Meanwhile, unknowns to Rose, in a building not far from the school, a man excitedly signaled another. "Cerebro has located another in Bayville high. When the students get back, I want them to come see me."

"Sure thing, doc. we'll get 'em"---

AN: Okay, first of all: no flames for music-ish mistakes! I admit, I know nothing about this, I was fudging my way through the music class thing...also, lest some of you scream Mary Sue, please bear with me- all is not (shifty eyes) as it seeeeeeems...just wait for the next chapter and you'll see...