Disclaimer: I don't own X-men evolution…
A/N: This is mah' first story so… I hope ya'll enjoy! I don't care about flames, because I've done mah' fair share!
I stood and listened as the conductor yelled, "ALL ABOARD!" I sat down in my seat. I looked out at my little town as it passed by the windows. I loved it here… It was always home to me. Until two days ago, at least. I took one last glance at my old school… I never liked going in the motning but, once I got there I loved it. I got to hang out with my friends ALL day. I always thought that I would graduate there… but, things change. I leaned my head on the cushion attached to the seat. I could hear the sound of the train moving. It was like a lullaby. It wouldn't hurt to take a short nap… I shut my eyes. My last thought was when I woke up I'd be in New York.
Next morning
I stretched as I felt the train slow to a halt. FINALLY! I quickly grabbed my bag and hurried out of my seat. The next thing I knew a little boy had started crying.
"MOMMY!" he cried. "Don't let the ghost get me!"
"What ghost?" asked his mother.
"The one that is stealing that bag!" he yelled.
"You're so sill…. OH MY GOODNESS!" she yelled as she pointed to me. As she pointed people started looking at me! I started running… I ran as fast as I possibly could. I ran out the door of the stopped train and into the crowd. More heads turned and fingers pointed as I ran through the crowd. As I halted to a stop I turned in the door to a bathroom. I stopped at the mirror and looked in. NOT AGAIN! Once again my powers had turned me invisible. I remembered that if I concentrated hard enough I could return visible. I stood there for a minute . When I looked in the mirror I didn't see me either. Or at least not the me I knew. Instead I saw a scared, scrawny, ugly little thing. I tucked my blonde hair behind my ears. I sighed and walked out of the bathroom. I looked around. I noticed a guy about my age looking at me. When he saw me look at him he turned away. He had medium length brown hair and brown eyes. He wore torn jeans. He was actually REALLY cute in a dirty sort of way. While I was thinking this I felt a rush of wind pass by me. A hand quickly grabbed my arm and used pulled me along into a jeep. I tried to scream but, as I opened my mouth I felt a hard blow to my head.
A/N: Sorry that it's so short… I'll write more soon!