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Italics: A flashback, dream, or emphasis on a word
'Yada. . .' Professor X talking to his students with his mind
'Yada. . .' A thought
Normal: Normal or emphasis on a word in a dream or flashback
Chapter One: Flashback
Over the mansion, a thunderstorm hovers, bringing rain and thunder (duh, it's a THUNDERstorm). The main doors are opened and Professor X was in his wheelchair entering the colossal building when he stopped. He turned around to find nothing there.
"My dear, you mustn't be afraid," the old mutant said to air.
"Afraid is not a word in my dictionary. I'm coming," someone answered pridefully.
Out from behind a pillar, a chocolate-colored skin girl, about 17 or 18, came. The wind was whipping her pearl white hair (guess who), which was bringing rain onto her, but she didn't care. Her aqua eyes scanned the hallway for people. Fortunately, on her part, no one was there. She was wearing a baby blue long-sleeved button up shirt, which apparently wasn't hers. She was also wearing her native African skirt, the only thing she was wearing when Professor X found her (in the comic book, that's all she was wearing, a skirt).
They continued down the hall when a red-headed girl came around the corner. She looked a little younger than the African girl. She scanned her head to toe, then toe to head, until she finally blurted out sarcastically, "Where'd you get the white wig?"
"Jean! That's NO way to talk to Ororo!" Professor X exclaimed.
Jean continued, "Ororo? A freakish name to match a freakish person!" Then, as if no punctuation, she apologized, "I'm so sorry! I'm tring to get out of the habit."
Professor X ordered, "Just, go get the others." Jean imediately dashed off, obeying command. Charles turned to what looked like a scorned girl, but she rapidly piped up.
As soon as she didn't look like she was about to cry, a boy exited one of the rooms. He looked a little older than Ororo. Professor X introduced, "Ororo this is Scott. Scott this is Ororo."
Scott, too, examined her, but he was doing so through a pair of shades. (He had not yet acquired his cool specs.) He finally said, "You look good in my shirt, it goes good with your eyes."
Instead of thanking him, she replied, "Do you want it back?" While saying this, shebegan to unbutton the very top button.
"No! Uh, no, you can have it. I have a lot of other clothes. Don't worry, you can keep it,"Scott answered with a littlelaugh at the end. Ororo remembered that they had rules in the U.S., and once she realized this, she blushed, you may not have seen it, but you would notice it. You could tell that she wanted to cry because the rain pounded harder and harder. Of course, Scott did not yet know this, and Ororo was fine with only Professor X knowing.
Ororo lay on her bed, replaying her whole life. She didn't know why, but she felt that something wasn't right, besides the fact that Jean had diedthree months ago. 'Maybe, I'm trying to forget Jean," Ororo thought, "or maybe. . ."
Before Ororo can continue, something (more like someone) breaks her thoughts, 'Ororo! There's something urgent, you must come to the hallway outside Cerebro, I'll explain later.' In response, she darted up and out of her room. She broke into a run when she reached the hallway, but as she came to a corner that is outside Cerebro,she slowed to a walk and took a right to where Professor X,Scott and Logan stood waiting, and a little surprised at how prompt she was.
Ororo stretched out her arms as if she just woke up, and says 'sleepily', "What's the problem?"
Professor X smirked and told Ororo, 'I know you weren't sleeping, so don't pretend.' She just smiles back, playing innocent.
Me: I'm gonna end this here, after all, the chapter is called "Flashback" so that's what it's gonna be mainly about. So, yeah. Well, thanks for reading my chappie all the way through withoutstopping! I am very happy. Please, R and R!