A/N: three chappies in three days, ya'll. i'm on a roll!
Chapter Ten: Mutant High
It was just like the school back home. There were kids hanging in groups in the cafeteria and in the halls before the bell. It was loud like my old school. And I was still invisible.
"Come on, Carson," Tabitha said. I looked up just in time to see the red of Wanda's cape disappear into the ladies room. Tabitha half-dragged me to follow.
Wanda was leaning against a wall terrorizing two freshmen.
"So you come in here when?" she asked them.
"When you're not," one of the girls mumbled. I felt for them. Bullying wasn't right.
"You know, ah don't think you should be doin' that," said a voice from behind. We turned around and there was this pale girl dressed in green and black. Her hair was dark brown except for the two thick white streaks in her face.
"And who are you to be telling me what I should and shouldn't be doing?" Wanda asked her.
"Ah'm Rogue. Just transferred here. Gotta problem with that?"
"Just stay outta my way," Wanda said, pushing past her and out of the room. Tabitha and I followed.
"That's the front office," Wanda said, pointing at a grey room. "Go get your paperwork and stuff."
I walked in and talked to the lady at the front desk.
"Um, this is my first day here and I'm a little lost," I said.
"Then you're in the right place. What's your name?"
"Carson Laine," I replied.
"Ok, here we go. Here's your schedule and a map. Try not to get lost. I hope you enjoy your first day at Bayville." Outside we heard a ruckus and Mrs. Shields stood up to see what was going on.
"Todd Tolensky! Jake Bradshaw!" She said, seizing the pale kid and the tall jock by their ears. "Miss Darkholme's office. Now." She led Todd and Jake over to a pair of chairs on the far side of the office. "I'm sorry, Carson," she said, turning to me. "Just go down that hall and you'll find you're first class in room 213."
"Thank you," I said, leaving the office. I walked down the hall and found my first class. Geometry. I sat at the back near the window as the teacher began to talk about proofs and linear pairs. I sort of dozed off, as I had already gone over this material in North Carolina.
The day moved slowly but smoothly. I didn't have any classes with Wanda or Tabitha. Or any of the other kids from the house. But Rogue was in my English class. She sat at the back with her arms crossed and a sullen look on her face. Another kid who sat near her with short brown hair and an odd pair of sunglasses that he seemed never to take off seemed like he was trying to be nice to her. But she just sulked. After class, he came up to me.
"I'm Scott," he said. "Hope you like Bayville." His red glasses gleamed in the fluorescent light before he was gone.
As we were walking home from school that day, a few kids came up to us.
"If it isn't the socially elite," said one that I recognized as Jake from that morning.
"And if it isn't the 'cool ones'," John said. "Buzz off Jake.
"Who's the new chick?" Jake asked, looking at me. I bit m lip.
"None of your business," Tabitha said, stepping in for me.
"Get outta my way," Jake said, pushing her. Tabitha shoved back and the fight began. Lance and Wanda and Tabitha teamed up against Jake and a few of his cronies. But it didn't last long. There was a small explosion in front of Jake and he was caught off guard.
"Don't mess with us," Tabitha yelled as we all began to run.
Once out of sight and earshot, Tabitha handed me a knife.
"If anyone, and I mean anyone gives you trouble and you can't use your powers, pull this on 'em. It gets them runnin' just as fast."