Chapter 13

The sun shone through the window and landed directly on my face. I hated this place already. I rolled over and curled underneath the blankets to hide from the sun, but a loud yelling made me sit up.

I peeked from underneath my covers to find the kitten that I had rescued from the night before standing on the floor. She was yelling at me, and I figured I had kicked her off the bed.

"Sorry." I mumbled. I covered back up into the blankets and tried to fall back asleep, but it didn't happen. I crawled out of bed and decided to take a shower before going to get something to eat.

I grabbed a pair of jeans and dug around for a shirt that would allow my wings to be free. I went into the bathroom, the kitten hot on my heels. I placed everything on the counter and started the shower. I went to the mirror and looked at myself. I looked horrid. 'Perhaps it was because I didn't get much sleep the night before.' I thought to myself.

The kitten yelled at me from her perch on the counter to my left. She must of understood what I had said and thought the comment was directed at her.

"It wasn't because of you." I said. This understanding going on between me and the cat was beginning to become a bit weird. I sighed and got into the shower. The warm water played on my back, relaxing the muscles that felt incredibly tense. I washed my hair and face and stood underneath the water, not wanting to get out. I heard scratching from outside the shower door and looked down to find a silhouette of a small kitten.

"Get out!" I heard in my mind. I turned around and looked around trying to find the voice, but no one was there. I had a thought, but I was scared to answer it. I slowly opened the shower door and looked down to the small animal.

"Did you just talk to me?" I asked. That was it, I was surely losing my mind.

"Get out." I heard again. I looked down to the small animal and saw her staring at me like she was a statue. I was going insane. I took one last look at her and shut the shower door.

"I'm going insane." I mumbled to myself. I turned off the water and stepped out. I dried off and got dressed. I dried my hair and put on a small amount of makeup.

I went into the bedroom and grabbed a pair of socks and shoes. I finished getting dressed and headed to the door. I was starved. I opened the door, ready to go to the kitchen when I heard something.

"Can I come?" said the voice. I turned ever so slowly and looked behind me to see the kitten sitting on the floor, looking like a vase, with hopeful eyes, much like the night before.

"I think food can be put off for a bit. I really need to talk to the professor." I mumbled to myself.

I walked out of my room and turned around to the kitten. "Come on." I said. She leapt up from her spot on the floor and cantered out into the hallway. I shut my door and made my way to the professors office.

Logan decided to open his door at the exact moment I walked by.

"Hey, you going to breakfast?" he asked.

"Not now Logan." I said.

"Hey, what's with the animal?" he asked. I paused in the hallway. I turned around to glare at him, my eyes becoming darker at annoyance.

"Not now." I exasperated. I looked down to the cat and saw her hiss at Logan. Logan jumped back a bit, obviously taken back. I laughed a bit and turned around.

"Come on!" I yelled to the cat. She turned away from Logan and followed me down the hall.

"Damn felines." he mumbled.

I found myself outside the professors office. What was I supposed to say? I was even more confused than yesterday.

"Come on in Pixie!" I heard from inside. I would really have to kill Logan for starting that. I opened the door and walked in. I shut the door, after letting in the cat. She ran over and jumped onto the professors desk.

"Why hello there. How did you get here?" the professor said to the cat.

"That's what I want to talk about." I said. I walked over and slumped down into the leather chair in front of his desk. The cat looked at me with a disgusted look.

"What?" I said to her.

"What is it that has you so troubled?" asked the professor.

"I don't know. I mean, last night I couldn't sleep so I went for a walk. Well I found her in the bushes in the garden and decided to bring her in. Well, the next thing I know, she can understand me and she can talk to me." I said.

"She can talk to you?" asked the professor.

"And understand me." I said. "Through the mind." I added.

The professor looked deep in thought. I hope he had some answers because I surely didn't have any.

"Could it possibly be your mutation?" asked the professor.

"Why would my mutation have anything to do with this?" I asked, shoving a hand into the direction of the kitten.

"Now first off, this is not an it, she is a small kitten in need of your care. Obviously she feels she has some kind of connection to you." said the professor.

"Is she talking to you?" I asked, squinting my eyes.

"As a matter of fact she is." laughed the professor.

"Great, so I'm not the only one." I mumbled. "For a minute I thought I was going insane."

"No, your not going insane. It seems that you have gotten more advanced in your telepathy." he said.

"Telepathy? I don't have telepathy." I said, confused.

"Why do you think you were able to read people's minds? Why do you think you were able to communicate with this animal. Your powers are becoming more and more distinct, and it would be in your best interest if you started accepting them and learning how to control them."

"I do know how to control them." I argued.

"Yes, but you still have to concentrate to the point of exhaustion don't you? If you continue to use your powers, practice with them, learn how to use more than one at a time, learn how to control them without hurting yourself, I'm sure your mind would be more at ease." said the professor. "I will help you with this, don't worry." he said.

He must of seen the distressed look on my face when he said that. He gave me a reassuring smile.

"So, the reason I can hear her is because of my telepathy?" I asked.

"Correct." he said.

"Right." I mumbled.

"Listen, I would like you to come visit me every Tuesday and Thursday, when you are not working with Jean, so I can help you with your powers. Would you be up for that?" he asked.

"Yeah." I sighed. "I guess."

"Wonderful." said the professor.

"So, what am I supposed do until then? It's Sunday." I stated.

"Well I can imagine this little creature would like something to eat, and yourself at that matter. Go, get some food, relax. You will need all the rest you can get." said the professor.

"Alright." I got up from my chair and went to the door.

"And pixie. Give her a name would you?" he asked with a smile.

"Yeah, sure why not." I said with a sigh. "Come on." I said to the kitten. She leapt from the desk and out the door. I shut the door behind me and sighed. "This will surely get very interesting."