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A/N: words inside these things '' '' are telepathic massages.

Chapter II

Gifted?

I woke up in a room that looked liked a hospital room. It was full of strange looking machines. A light was on above me, but other then that it was dark. I tried to move, but my leg was killing me, so I stayed put.

"Hey, sweetie, how are you feeling?" asked a soft voice from my left.

I turned my head to see who was there. A woman in a white lab coat was looking down at me.

I didn't answer her. I just looked at her.

Her short red-brown hair hung down in her face some. She smiled.

"So, your name's Jen right?" she asked checking my leg.

I gave her a confused looked. She touch a bruised spot on my leg and I winced.

"Sorry," she said placing the blanket back over my leg. "'Jennifer Holden,' is the name on the bag that we found with you."

I nodded.

"So, yes, your name is Jen?" she asked looking a bit confused herself.

"Yeah," I said as I sat up on the hard metal bed.

"I'm Jean," she said. "Do you remember what happened?"

I thought for a minute.

"I remember getting hit in the face with a soccer ball, Coach yelling at me, then running and falling and then nothing," I told Jean.

Wait there was something else. Wasn't there? There has to be, why would I run? Oh God! The fire.

"Jen,... you OK?" Jean asked looking at me with a concerned look on her face.

"Yeah," I nodded. I'll just leave that fire part out for now. I don't want a repeat of the soccer game. "So, where am I?"

"Westchester, New York. At Xavier's School for the Gifted" Jean replied.

The circle door with a big "X" on it slid open. In came an old, bald man in a wheelchair. He was accompanied by a brown skinned, white haired woman. The man rolled up beside the bed that I was sitting on. The woman went to stand by Jean.

"Jen, this is Professor Charles Xavier," Jean introduced him. "And this is Ororo Munroe."

"I'm glad to see that you're finally awake," Professor Xavier said in a kind voice.

"Yes, we were starting to worry about you," Ororo added in a really weird accent.

OK, not like I have anywhere else to be, but why the hell am I here!

''You're here because you're gifted,'' a voice slide through my mind; lingered for a second and then it was gone.

I turned my head to look at the Professor. He smiled.

''You're a mutant, Jen. Everyone here is.''

DUH! Well, I guess that explains how Coach Z's shirt had caught on fire.

I smiled a little at the thought.

"What's so funny?" Ororo asked, looking from me to Jean and then to the Professor.

We all just shook our heads.

"Well, Jen, if you're felling up to it, I'm sure that Jean and Storm would be happy to show you around the school," Professor X said as he moved towards the door. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some other business to attend to," and then he was gone.