Disclaimer: Everything in this chapter belongs to me except Kris, Chane, TJ (Theresia), and Kiesha who belongs to MeadowLark4491, Xavier's school and all of the x-men belong to Marvel. Oh and Velvet, Brandon, Shara, Nea, and Christine belong to Kangaroobeedoodle. Hope you like it!
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An Interesting First DayKids poured out of classrooms when the lunch bell rang, and the halls were suddenly flooded as people hurried to their lockers and then towards the dining hall. TJ was walking down the hall when she tripped over an extended foot, she fell forward. She caught herself, but her books spilled onto the ground. TJ glared at the owner of the foot. Mitchel rolled his eyes.
"Pick up your books, demon!" called Nicole.
"You want to call me that again, ---."
"Ooh." hissed the onlookers.
"Ok, demon." Nicole sneered stepping up to TJ and looking her in eye. "And I wouldn't be swearing at people like me if I were you, you see, around here, I'm popular."
"Oh yeah?" asked TJ, "well I wonder how popular you would be if you got your butt kicked in front of your posse."
"What are you going to do to me?" asked Nicole in mock fear that sent a laugh through the onlookers. TJ said nothing. She bent over, picked up her books, smiled pleasantly. She turned to leave and backhanded Nicole across the face before walking briskly down the hall to the lunch room. Nicole stood there aghast.
"Don't just stand there Mitchel DO something!" she cried. They hurried down the hall but TJ was no where to be seen.
"Where did she go?"
"Where did who go?" asked Mr. Wagner coming around the corner.
"Oh! Mr. Wagner, this girl with blue fur like yours slapped me!" whimpered Nicole.
"Oh really?" he asked, surprised, "I'll look into it."
"Thank you, sir."
"You're welcome, now off to the dining hall with you." when they had gone he let out a sigh but his relief was short-lived.
"What are you doing, Meine Tochter?" TJ jumped and turned around to see her father standing behind her. She shifted back to her normal form from that of her father's.
"Nothing."
"Let me rephrase that, what were you doing?"
"Uh."
"What am I supposedly looking into?"
"Oh it's nothing, really, Dad."
"I'm sure."
"I got to get to lunch, bye!" she called over her shoulder as she walked quickly away, more quickly than she had when she was walking away from Nicole's mob.
When she reached the dining hall and had got her food she sat down next to Kris.
"What's up with you?"
"Nothing."
"Don't lie, we have a telepathic connection remember? I felt fireworks. Explain."
"Fine, I slapped Nicole and almost got caught by Dad."
"Go on."
"That's all there is."
"Details?" TJ sighed realizing that he would find out one way or another so she told him how Nicole's boyfriend almost tripped her, and how she called her a demon. "...I slapped her, shifted so I looked like Dad to get away, Dad came up behind me after they left, and then I came here."
"I see, you can hope Dad doesn't look into it."
"I doubt he will."
"Yeah you're right, well anything else new and exciting?"
"No, just a whole lot of dumb classes."
"Teej-"
"Just forget I said anything!" she said finishing her sandwich, and then she was silent and Kris didn't persist.
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"You are all dismissed, have a good weekend." Said Mr. Wagner, "Except for you, sir." he said to young man attempting to sneak out the door. "I told you to see me after class did I not?"
"Uh, I," he stammered.
"Well did I or did I not?"
"You did."
"Then why were you leaving."
"You said we were dismissed"
Kurt rolled his eyes. "Listen, Mein freund, you knew what I meant. So, why did I tell you to see me after class?"
"I dunno,"
"Yes, you do. Answer the question."
"I was just kidding, sir, no harm intended."
"I do not allow any sort of inappropriate behavior in my classroom and that includes slapping young women on the rear!"
"I was just-"
"I don't care what you think you were doing. You hit one and as I was about to say something you hit the another."
"It's not what it looks like."
"No?"
"I wasn't doing anything wrong."
"That isn't wrong? Ach der lieb what is this world coming to!"
"Huh?"
"You have lunch detention, all of next week, now go."
"But, Mr. Wagner!"
"No buts, now go!" The student left grumbling about getting lunch detention from a German ape Nazi. Kurt blinked and then sighed, going through his papers. "Children these days," he said to himself.
"A pity isn't it?"
"What! Oh, Mr. McDoe, I didn't see you come in."
"I figured that much. Well? How was your first day?"
"Besides the occasional misbehavior, it was actually quite pleasant."
"There weren't too many problems were there?"
"Oh no, not more than I'm used to." Kurt handed Mr. McDoe the disciplinary notices.
"Three!"
"Believe me I've seen much worse on a first day."
"Inappropriate conduct of peers," said Mr. McDoe reading one of the slips, "Was this that last boy who just went out?"
"Yes."
"What did he do this time?"
"This time?" said Kurt, arching his eyebrows.
"We've been after him time and time again to leave the girls alone, but this," he said referring to the punishment suggested, "this is the worst he's got."
"Yes and if he does it again under my watch I'll double it!"
"Thank you, sir," Mr. McDoe smiled, "But other than these three it went well?"
"Ja, a very smooth first day."
"Oh good," he said, worry lines dropping from his face, "I'm off to see how your wife did today."
"Good day."
"And the same to you."
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Mr. McDoe entered Ororo's classroom to find that there was still a student there, even though school had finished ten minutes before.
"... I tell you not to throw paper airplanes and you throw erasers. I tell you not to throw erasers, you throw pencils. I tell you not to throw pencils, you throw pens! What will it take for me to get it through your thick skull that I don't want you to throw things!" Mr. McDoe winced. "Ah, I know. Since you seem to have so much extra energy you can assist Mr. Burne after classes for the next week."
"But.."
She snapped her fingers, causing a small lightning bolt to flash. She looked up, "Oh, Mr. McDoe." Storm dismissed the student and turned to Mr. McDoe. "Is there anything I can do for you?"
"Oh, I was just checking in to see how you did today."
"It was very nice. The students were amazingly well behaved."
"Really? That doesn't seem the case with the one who just left."
"He was throwing things in class."
"So I heard." Ororo handed him the disciplinary notices and his eyes widened. "Five! I thought you said they were well behaved."
"They were." The weather goddess stated.
"I think our definitions of good behavior are different."
"Possibly, but then again teaching at Xavier's tends to be rather hectic."
"Well, I'll get these entered into the computer. Thank you."
"You're welcome, thank you."
