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Merry had never been a morning person, on the rare occasions that she ever woke up early, her arm experienced an odd twitch that just kept on hitting the snooze button on her alarm until she was forcibly removed from the comforting warmth of her bed.
So when she awoke at a quarter to eight, she threw an arm blindly towards where her bedside table should be. Until her arm connected very hard with a wall, jerking her awake.
She let out the moan of someone who is truly pained, but too tired to react suitably injured, and sat up, looking around blearily.
Oh, right. She'd arrived at the school. She shook her head to try and remove the fuzziness left by the first good nights sleep she'd had in a while and forced herself up.
Wouldn't do to be late to her first breakfast, she stumbled out of bed and dragged herself across the room to where she'd dumped her suitcase the night before, opening it, she began to rifle through clothes.
Dirty, dirty, wet, eww why had she even bought that? She sighed and pulled her brain together. It was the first day, where everybody would be forming there own personal opinion of her, so it made sense to look as nice as she could. She got undressed and stood in front of the mirror in her bra and knickers and concentrated.
There was a kind of thickening in the air around her body. She focused harder as she felt the particles in the air surround her slow down and begin to reform their bonds and form new materials. They settled into some skinny jeans in a smoky grey, a dark blue scoop neck t-shirt, a wide belt and a classic black military style jacket.
She slipped her feet into some ballet pump style shoes, swept back her hair and made her way down to the breakfast hall.
She tried desperately to remember the way that Logan had brought her, unfortunately her memory was never good first thing in the morning and she spent about twenty minutes wandering, completely lost when she saw a girl up ahead.
"Hey!" she called out and ran across to where the girl and stopped and turned to look at her. "Sorry, but I only arrived last night, and I just can't remember how to find the stairs let alone the breakfast place."
The girl laughed, "it's okay, I got lost all the time when I first arrived, follow me."
Merry stepped into line with the girl gratefully as she led her down the hallways and to the top of the stairs. She knew she should probably be trying to memorize her way around, but instead she looked at her guide.
She was about 5ft 7" tall, and looked completely normal, except for a white stripe of hair that hung around her face, Merry wondered whether it was done on purpose, was natural, or apart of her mutation.
When they arrived back in the entrance hall, Logan was waiting for her, smoking a cigar and leaning of the banister at the bottom of the stairs.
"Professor wants to see you now kid, this way." He lead her over to a study and indicated that she should go in, she paused in the doorway and looked over at him.
"Your not coming with me?" for the first time since she'd arrived, she was nervous. Logan smiled at her.
"You really need protection from an old man in a wheelchair kid? I'll wait outside for you."
The smile he got was uncharacteristically nervous from the smiley, confident child that had turned up on the doorstep last night. He frowned, she actually seemed genuinely scared, although she appeared to be doing her best to hide it. She shook her head slightly, partly in answer to his previous question and partly to clear herr own thoughts, pushed back her shoulders and entered the room.
Okay, I know that it's horribly short- but I promise in the next chapter you find out more about merry's mutation and life etc…. you know you want to review! Leave me a review and I'll update faster, promise!
Once again, sorry it's so short.