To every great story, there are people who have to just come in and fuck it up. THAT'S ME! does victory dance
Disclaimer: same as in chapter 1 and from now out assume it applies to every thing I Wright, thank u.
Chapter 2
"We have a new student enrolling to day, and she has been assigned to our home room," a dumpily sort of teacher was talking, the kind of teacher who's looks didn't garner much in the way of male attention, but did much to make her students comfortable.
There wasn't much in the way of interest; after all, new students loose their appeal after the 5th grade or so. Most of the High School students and Bay view high school were like that, only a few were a little more alert.
Manly the ones named Marie, Kitty, and Kurt. AkA: Rouge, Shadow Kat and Night Crawler. Members of a mutant organization known as the X-Men. At the mention of a new student they gave the teacher their undivided attention.
"Her name is Gen, and she has transferred from…" she looked down at the notes in her hand, "Odd it doesn't say. Oh well." The teacher just shrugged, "Please make her feel at home." She grins, realizing the slight play on words.
She waved to the door an a figure walked into the room.
She stood about five foot eight and had a trim figure. She wasn't slim by societies standards, but she reminded Kurt of the pictures he saw in the 'Luve once. Full figured and well aware of her-self, she looked like a fertility goddess. She walked into the room as if she owned it. She had long dark hair, shifting between a black and a brown, but mostly brown.
Her eyes were hidden behind sunglasses so mirrored they reflected the light back strong enough to make some of the kids in the front row blink away spots. She wore a turtleneck of a deep emerald green, obviously expensive. Her long sleek pants hugged her legs like a second skin, molding to the contours of her legs and ass. She had knee high boots of shiny leather, expensive as well. The heals were at least six inches and had a zipper going up the inside part of the thigh.
She had a small back-sack slung over one shoulder. It looked light, not at all similar to the ones the other kids had, which had books, papers pencils and the other survival equipment needed to get through the rigors of a school day. In another hand she held another, rounder sack that looked to have some weight.
As she came to stand beside the teacher she reached up and removed her sunglasses. Framed by thick lashes her silver blue eyes gazed over the class with boredom.
She gazed at each of the students in turn, almost as if she was looking for something. Her gaze stayed no more then a moment on each of the students until she came to the three mutants in the class. Taking in Kitty, she dismissed her with a small blink turning to Kurt, which she tilted her head and concentrated on, and then slowly her gaze went to Marie. There they stayed, clashing with Roughs green ones. A calculating gleam entered them.
"You may sit over there," The teacher pointed to an empty seat by the window towards the back. Gen just shrugged and sat down, sliding her glasses back over her eyes and waited for the bell to ring to start the new school day.
The noise in the hall was almost defining. Lockers slamming, yells and loud calls from over others heads. Paper flew as some kid started tossing it in a mock basketball game. Cell phones rang and added to the cacophony of noise.
Gen watched the active school life from a shadowed doorway leading to an almost deserted hallway. Her mirror bright glasses hiding her eyes as she scanned the crowd.
It was the last period of the day, and the school was starting to empty out. Yells of "Call me, we'll do some thing this weekend!"
The hall slowly started to empty as every one left the school. The noise level tapered off to the odd slam of a locker door or a screech of a student realizing that they were being left behind by their friends.
A door close to where Gen was opened and closed and Rouge left the classroom. Because of Roughs…Gifts, she had attained special permission from the principal to either leave about ten minutes before each class, to avoided an accidental touch or to leave a little late, to make sure the halls were less crowded.
"HAY Rouge!" Kitty's voice rang out in the now almost deserted hallway.
"What?" Came the muffled response, Roughs head was shoulders deep in her locker, looking for her spare set of gloves.
"Would you hurry up? Our rides here!"
"Yah, Yah, I'll meet you outside."
"What ever."
Silence.
Suddenly, Rouge straitened. She felt as if someone was watching her. She looked around, but found no one, and shrugging, she chalked it up to her "Wolvie" senses tingling. "Ever since I touched him, I get to smell things no one would dream about." She started muttering.
She straightens from her locker, pulling on her extra set of gloves, her old ones having ripped earlier. She grabs her bag and bangs the locker closed and starts to head out the doors of the school.
She gets maybe a few feet when she gets the feeling she's being watched again. This time, a shuffle in the wind 'Thanks for that one Storm' alerts her that it is not her imagination, but in fact, some one very real.
"I don't know who you are…but your messing with the wrong girl." Rouge scans her area, looking for the threat, her eyes moving over Lockers and closed classroom doors. Empty hallways meet her gaze and she Begins to turn away, convinced its just some straggler who had just passed through.
She starts to turn when a shadow moves against a back corridor, catching her eye. 'now I know that's not right…' She drops her bag and pulls back off her gloves, still on her guard thanks to the recent run in with Apocalypse.
She approaches with little or no noise, her heart beating fast and her breath accelerating. She can feel the adrenalin start to pump through her veins in preparations.
She rounds the corner, ready to defend and reaches out to touch…nothing. There was no one there, just an empty hall, with a couple of broken light fixtures. Nothing.
Rouge sighs, thank full there was nothing, but disappointed somewhat as well. She walks down the hall a few feet just to make sure, but nothing was hiding in the shadows of the few doorways that the hall did hold. So Rouge just shrugged and turned around to go back.
"Leaving so soon?" Mirror bright sunglasses gleamed with reflective light for a moment before every thing went dark for Rouge.
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