-Chapter 3: The First Day-
-Monday morning, 5:30 a.m., boys hallway-
Jack slammed a hand on his alarm clock. He slowly raised his head to
glare at the bright red numbers. They glared back. He slowly got up and
went through the routine of getting ready for school, taking a cold
shower to wake up before dressing in jeans and a tshirt. He then went down
the hall and banged on all of the boys' doors to wake them up. Jack,
being the most morning person of the group, had been dubbed the official
waker-upper. Thus the boys woke up and got ready slowly. Boys can
afford to do that, after all.
-Monday morning, 5:30 a.m., girls hallway-
"Anyone have any shampoo?"
"I need shaving cream!"
"I need a hair straitener!"
"I need something that I don't particularly wanna yell outloud!"
"Oh, there's tons of that stuff in Steph's bathroom."
"I have no idea what to wear!"
That is what a person would hear if they were to stand in the middle of
the girls' hallway that morning. Showers going, people yelling, clothes
being tossed in any and every direction.
"Ok, I am a self-proclaimed fashion stylist!" Carmen called. "If you
don't know what to wear, vienes aqui!"
"Huh?"
"Come here." she answered.
"Oh. I need help!" Stephanie called. Carmen walked over to her room and
pulled out all of Steph's clothes.
"Go take a shower. I'll find something for you by the time you come
out." Carmen said.
"Thanks Carmen!" Stephanie said, going into the bathroom to take a
shower. Carmen thought and looked for a moment before picking out a blue
jean skirt, a yellow and white striped shirt, and a blue tank to go
underneath. She topped it off with blue detailed flats.
"Hm." she said, admiring her work. "Well, my work here is done. Who's
next?" she called.
"Me!"
"Who's 'Me'?"
"Alley!"
"Ok, hun, estoy viniendo!"
"Wha?"
"I'm coming." Carmen said with a sigh.
"Anyone good with hair? Mine isn't working with me!" Dawn called.
"I am!" Stephanie said, emerging from the shower in a towel.
"Can you come help me?"
"Sure thing!" she said after looking over the outfit Carmen picked with
approval.
"Does anyone have eyeshadow to match this top?" Blitz called, walking
into the hallway.
"I probably do. Come here, I'll do all your make up for you. I'm gonna
be a make up artist!" Hailey called.
Needless to say, it was a very busy morning.
-7:30 a.m.-
All of the students sat in the dining room, the remnants of breakfast
left on their plates. The easy morning chatter died down as the
Professor wheeled in.
"Good morning, I trust you all slept well? Very good. Your classes will
start in 30 minutes. Seeing as you all are around the same age and
there are so few of you, you will be having classes together. After your
last period, I wish to meet with all of you in the rec room. You are
dismissed." he said. He then wheeled out of the room as the students got up
and prepared for the day ahead.
-8:00 a.m., Rogue's classroom-
"Good morning, everyone," Rogue said. "can I get y'all to have a seat?"
The students all came into the room, bustling around for a moment
before taking a seat. They all looked towards Rogue, wondering if they were
going to enjoy this class or not.
"My name is Rogue, and I will be your history teacher. Now, I realize
that history is kinda boring and most people do not like it, but I will
try my best to make it enjoyable and interesting.
History is our past. Our past makes us who we are. True, I know some
people who don't like their past, but that is not the point. The point is
that who we are is made by what happened in history. For instance, what
if Benjamin Franklin never discovered electricity? We would all be
sitting in the dark until some other lunatic flew a kite in a lightening
storm.
This year we will be reading every once in a while out of this book,
but not very often." she passed out a thick history textbook to all of
the students. "I will warn you ahead of time if you need them." Once
everyone had a book, she went back to the front of the class.
"Do all of you have colored pencils?" she asked. The class dove into
their backpacks and pulled out various brands of colored pencils.
"Very good. I want you to use them to color this map of the United
States, separating it by time zone. I'll let you have an easy first day.
The map of the time zones is on page A14. Get to work, now!" she said
with a smile, passing out a work sheet.
"Argh, work already!" Jason complained.
"It's school, Mr. McMannis, what did you expect?" Rogue said without
looking up from her work. Jason shut up and turned in his book to the map
and began coloring on his map.
"Smooth move, bud." Jack told Jason.
"Like crunchy peanut butter." Jason said sarcastically.
"It's gotta be a new record." Chris said.
"What?"
"15 minutes into first period of the first day, and you already got a
teacher watching you."
-2nd period-
"English is one of the most difficult languages to learn." Wanda
started. The class immediately started to worry. "I know this because even
people who speak it have to take it in school. Luckily, this class will
have nothing to do with grammar. I am Professor Maximoff, and I will be
your English teacher." She reached under her desk and pulled out a
stack of thin books, then began to pass them all out.
"We will start this semester off by reading Shakespear's 'The Taming of
the Shrew'. It is a comedy of battling wits, battling siblings, and
battling suitors. With an undertone of secrecy and deception, I think you
all will find it rather interesting."
The students all looked at each other, and then to the play in their
hands. The language was confusing, with est's and thou's and thee's and
many other confuzzling terms. Carmen slowly raised her hand into the
air.
"Yes, Miss Baez?" Wanda asked.
"Um, I'm not very good with Shakespeare's wording..." Carmen said.
Wanda smiled.
"Luckily for you, I am. If you still have trouble, I suggest you make
friends with someone who gets it because we will be reading more of
Shakespeare as the year progresses."
Carmen sighed and looked to her table partner, Alley. Alley looked back
and shrugged.
"Now, you all have two choices-"
"To read or not to read, I hope." Chris said.
"Shut up, Chris." Blitz said, throwing a paper ball at him. It hit his
head.
"Wrong play, Mr. Jameson. 'Hamlet' isn't until next semester." Wanda
said. "You're choices are listen to a tape or read it out loud. The
decision will be made by a show of hands. All for the tape?" Hunter and
Julia raised their hands. "All for reading out loud?" The other 10 hands
went up. "Well then, let's assign parts."
They went through the list, assigning parts to those who wanted them,
and then started on the Induction. It took them a long time, considering
Wanda had to explain what was going on almost every line. It was a very
long class.
-3rd period-
"Welcome, class, to Algebra II. I am your teacher, Professor Grey."
Jean brought the class in from the hall. "We will start with a seating
arrangement, then we will pass out books and read an overview of the
class. Now, everyone stand against that back wall." The class moved against
a wall of the classroom, all wondering why on earth there was going to
be a seating arrangement.
"Ok. At this front table here I need Dawn and Hunter. This next table I
need Carmen and Jason. Here, Luke and Jack. That far front table,
Stephanie and Melanie." The previously stated students all found their assigned
seats before Jean moved on.
"Alrighty. Middle row, Hailey and Alley. Next, Julia and Chris. Ok,
class, find your seats and I will pass out the overview of the class."
Jean said. When all was situated, she passed out a paper that looked very
organized and official.
"How many things can you possibly say about Algebra?" Hailey whispered
to Alley.
"Evidentally, a lot." Alley whispered back.
"Quiet down girls! Everyone read along with me. This class will consist
of notetaking and homework. When you come in, you will set your things
down and get out a pencil, paper, and your book. For the first part of
class, we will take notes and do examples out of the book. For the
second part of class, I will allow you to work on your homework assignment.
You will have homework in this class almost every night, a quiz every
Thursday, and tests when we finish a chapter. If you need any help, I am
here for you. Now, I will pass out your books." she got up and went to
a separate desk where many yellow and orange books stood, "Intermediate
Algebra" stamped on the sides. She took time passing them out, then
went back to the front.
"Now for the rules." Jean said with a smile.
"Here it goes..." Jack said.
"No gum in this class. No talking when I am talking. Bring paper every
day. Bring a pencil every day. Bring your book every day. Bring a
calculator every day. Don't throw things. Don't touch people unnecessarily.
Do not do work for other classes in this one.
Do not interrupt class unnecessarily. Do as you are told. Take notes.
Keep all your papers in a binder. No cell phones. No music players. No
gossiping. No sleeping in class. But most of all, have fun!" Jean
finished.
"This is gonna be one loooooong year..." Blitz said, resting her head
in her hand.
-4th period-
"Bonjour, I am Professor LeBeau. I am your French teacher." Remy said.
Most of the girls swooned. Most of the guys glared jealously.
"French is said t' be de language of love. It rolls of de tongue and is
easy t' pronounce. This yea', I will teach y' de beginnin's of French.
There will be a lot o' vocabulary and a lot o' speakin' practice. When
I was in high school, all we did was wor'sheets. Most students coul'
write a decen' letter or rea' a book, but had po' usage techniques. I
believe dat speakin' French is mo' important that writin' French, so that
is mainly what we will practice. I do hope tdat you will find dis class
both interestin' and fun."
"As long as he's teaching it, I don't see why it can't be." Carmen
whispered to Blitz. She gave an energetic nod of approval.
"Sexy to the Y." she answered.
"Now, I am gonna pass out y' textbooks. Y' won' need 'em very of'en,
'n' I'll tell y' if ya gonna need dem de day befo'. Dey will mainly b'
used fo' vocab. If y' open t' page t'ree, dere be de firs' lis' o' words
fo' y' t' copy. T'morro', we'll start usin' them." Remy passed out the
text books to the class and went back to the desk at the front of the
room, leaving the class to talk and have fun while doing their work. The
list only consisted of 15 words, and most finished quickly and talked.
Some about the classes they had been to, and some about the classes to
come.
"This class should be relatively simple." said Jack, leaning back in
his chair.
"Yup. LeBeau seems easy going enough. Too bad Grey isn't though." Chris
said.
"Eh, true. Not looking forward to her class everyday." Jack said.
"We can probably do her homework in English, anyways. Maximoff seems
like she wouldn't mind."
"Yea, but then you'll fall behind in that class."
"That's what tutorials are for, my friend." said Chris.
"You're gonna blow off every class that you can, aren't you?" Jack
asked rhetorically.
"Have you met me?" Chris said with a smirk.
"Just barely." Jack said, then leaned back more to take a nap.
...across the room...
"He is sooooo hott." Hailey said.
"That he is, my friend, that he is." Carmen responded.
"Break me off a piece of that!" Blitz said.
"Shut up Blitz, he's a teacher!" Dawn responded.
"I have to say, he is quite attractive." Julia mentioned.
"See? Even Julia says he's hott!" Blitz defended.
"I can't say anything, my boyfriend's in the same room." Stephanie said
with a smile.
"Boyfriend? Say what?" Alley asked her.
"Luke over there. We've been going out for about 4 months now."
"That is so cool." Hailey said.
"Or hott, if you're lookin' at LeBeau..." Blitz kept going.
"He's really fun to be around, you all will think he's cool." Stephanie
continued.
"Even his name is sexy...LeBeau..." Blitz wouldn't let it go.
"Blitz?" Carmen asked.
"Yea?"
"Can it."
"Can do."
-Lunch-
The students collaborated in the dining room, where they would have
lunch. Ororo, not having much else to do, had become the sort of chef of
the mansion. Kitty had been banned from the kitchen. Today Ororo was
feeling lazy, however, and just laid out bread and various sandwich meats
for the students to make for themselves. It took a good ten minutes,
but soon everyone was sitting with a sandwich (or 2) and chips, chatting
the 35 minute lunch time away.
"I cannot believe that Grey gave us homework already!" Jack complained.
"Summers is gonna be even worse." Luke said.
"How do you know?" Alley asked.
"He led me to my room. The guy went on and on and on about how science
is going to be fun and challenging this year...then he went on about
paying attention in math because that will help a lot." Luke answered.
"Great. So we get Grey and Summers giving us homework on the first
day...that is just peachy." Alley said, taking a bite out of her turkey
sandwich.
...down the table...
"That is not physically possible." Carmen said.
"Sure it is, I've done it before!" Blitz said.
"I doubt it. A body is not made to bend that way." Hailey said.
"Trust me, it can. You can ask Dawn, she was there when it happened!"
Blitz insisted.
"It's true." Dawn said with her mouth full.
"But...how?"
"Well, she dove for the ball, stretched one arm out, popped the ball
strait to the setter, back flipped over herself, sprinted, jumped,
twisted, and made a perfect slide that ended with us winning." Dawn
explained.
"Whoa." Hailey said.
"No juego volibol, but that sounds complicated." Carmen said.
"Eh, not really." Blitz said, turning her attention to her delicious
food.
"I still don't think it happened..." Stephanie said.
...other side of the table...
"So what do we have after this?" Chris asked.
"Hopefully a nap." Jason answered.
"Nope. Health." Alley said, ever being the voice of wisdom.
"I call it nap class." Jason said. Alley rolled her eyes and spotted
one boy who hadn't said anything the whole time.
"You've been quiet, Hunter." she said. Hunter shrugged and smiled,
hoping no one noticed the slight blush he was getting from talking to a
girl. Now, don't get confused and think Hunter doesn't like girls. He
likes them. A lot. He had just never been the best at talking with girls.
Kinda shy, you see.
"He's pretty much like that." Jason said.
"I guess you're here to make up for his silence?" Alley said.
"You act like being talkative is a bad thing."
"'It is better to keep your mouth shut and to appear stupid than to
open it and remove all doubt.'"
"Oh, that's a face." Chris said.
"Nu uh, that's a burn." Luke said.
"Shut up." Jason said. He searched a little bit through Alley's mind
before finding what he was looking for. He then projected a vision of a
small spider slowly moving down the table, right in front of Alley, who
was the only one who could see it.
"Jack..." Alley said, grabbing her twin's shoulder.
"What, Alley?" he asked.
"There's a spider right there."
"No there's not." Jack answered.
"Yes there is, Jack! Kill it!" she whispered fervently.
"Alley there's nothing...oh." realization hit him. "Jason, cut it out."
he said, hitting the dark haired youth over the head.
"What? I was just having some fun!" Jason said.
"Not cool, man. Alley's deathly afraid of spiders." Jack told him.
"What's going on?" Alley asked.
"Jason can find a person's worst fears and project them." Luke said.
"Oh. That was mean!" Alley said, tossing a Frito at Jason's head.
-5th period-
"Hello there, class! I'm Professor Pryde, your health teacher!" Kitty
said in an energetic voice. "This year, we're gonna be learning about
exercise, stress management, what you eat, smoking, and lots of other
health related stuff. We're gonna be reading or doing worksheets most
every day, so you all are going to need to bring your book."
"Are you kidding me? We have books for like, every class!" Jason said
quietly.
"If you would let me finish, Mr. McMannis?" Kitty asked.
"Oh, my bad."
"That's what I thought. As I was saying, you will need to bring your
book every day. However, I know how annoying it is to carry books, so I
will let you keep them in this room so that you don't carry them around.
Carrying to many books can damage your neck and spine. We will learn
more about that this year.
I have only one rule in this class, and that's pay attention. I don't
mind if you chew gum or doodle or whatever your little mind wants to do,
just pay attention. Most of this stuff, however cheesy it may seem, is
very helpful to your every day life. For instance: you all know that
smoking is addictive, correct?"
"Yes..." the class answered.
"Did you know, however, that if you didn't smoke for 3 days strait,
your body would be rid of the nicotine that makes it addictive? The only
reason people keep smoking is because of the motion. Kind of like Mr.
Logan. Mr. Logan has healing factor and doesn't get drunk easily.
However, he used to drink whenever me or my fellow...erm...comrades stressed
him out. He never got addicted to the alcohol, it was merely the motion
of downing a strong liquid. He now is drinking highly carbonated drinks
so he can feel the burn but in a somewhat healthier way. Sodas aren't
healthy! Water is!" she said. The class, having no idea who Mr. Logan
was or why he was getting so stressed out, merely stared at Kitty and
nodded slowly.
"Ok. We're going to go around the room and I want you all to tell me
one thing you think is healthy. Why don't you go first, Mr. McMannis?"
Kitty said.
"Ok. Salads are healthy." Jason said.
"Fair enough. Mr. Jameson?"
"Fruit." Chris said.
"Yes. Mr. DeWenson?"
"Basketball." Luke answered.
"Definately. Mr. Lewis?"
"Football." Jack said.
"Yes. Mr. Breax?"
"Soccer." Hunter answered.
"Most definately. You run a whole lot in soccer. Anyways, Julia?"
"Vegetables." Julia said shortly.
"Yes. Alley?"
"Swimming." she answered.
"You all are cheating, just saying different sports! Anyways, Steph?"
"Running."
"Yes. Carmen?"
"Weight lifting."
"Yes. Melanie?"
"Volleyball!" Blitz answered.
"Mmhmm. Dawn?"
"Laughing!" Dawn said.
"My favorite thing to do! Hailey?"
"Uuh...dancing!"
"Yes! Very good everyone." Kitty said. "Now, I need you all to get out
a piece of paper and a pen. We're going to do a self-analysis." Kitty
bounced back behind the desk to get the paper.
"I think our health teacher is psycho..." Hailey whispered quietly.
Alley nodded while twirling her finger around her ear in a 'crazy' sign.
-6th period-
"Hello, class, I am Professor Summers, your science teacher. I believe
we will start this year off with a seating arrangement. Everyone
against the wall." Scott said.
The class grumbled as they went to the wall. They didn't need a seating
chart...yet. They sat and waited as Scott would call a name and watch
the person walk to the desk before calling another one. It was a very
long, tedious process in which most people got very, very bored.
"We've been here only 5 minutes and I'm already fed up with him."
Hailey said.
"I hear you. This guy is like a male version of Grey. How much you
wanna bet they're going out?" Alley responded.
"Shoot, I would never take that bet in my life. I'm already broke, and
they've got to be a couple."
"Most of the teachers here are couples I think." Stephanie said.
"Like who? Obviously Grey and Summers." Hailey asked.
"Well Maximoff has a boyfriend, I saw them earlier when I went to get
my iPod out of the rec room."
"Oh, was he hott?" Carmen asked.
"I think so, but they were really cute together."
"Who else?" Blitz came into the conversation. "Hopefully not my
luscious LeBeau."
"I don't think so." Stephanie said.
"He's going out with Rogue." said Julia.
"WHAT?" was the general response.
"How do you know that?" Alley asked.
"She told me. It's...well, it's a really long story." Julia said.
"Girls, stop talking. This isn't gossip time, it's science time. Take
out a piece of paper. I'm going to see if you can do Punnett squares
before we go over the syllabus." Scott said. He would be glaring, but it's
kinda pointless.
"Think he heard us?" Hailey asked.
"Most definately. Why do you think he's so ticked?" Blitz responded.
"This is gonna be a loooooong class too..." Dawn said.
-7th period-
All the students, after changing into athletic gear, met outside in the
Institute's backyard. Most of the boys were wearing basketball shorts
and t-shirts, while the girls were in short shorts or spandex, in the
case of Dawn and Blitz. Except Julia, who was wearing long wind pants
with buttons on the side and a tighter long-sleeve shirt, along with her
customary gloves. They sat and waited in silence until they heard the
door open behind them. Out came X23, wearing black, short spandex shorts
and a black racerback.
"Hi, I'm X23. You can call me X. I'm your athletics coach." X23 said.
"YOU'RE our athletics coach?" Jason asked.
"Well, if you're a girl. Girls, follow me. Boys, your coach will be
here in a second." she led the girls off to a part of the large yard,
having them sit on the grass.
"Wow. She is sexy." Chris said.
"I have to admit, for a teacher she is really hott." Jason agreed.
"She's also taken." said a voice. The boys turned to see Pietro
standing there, his arms crossed. "I'm Pietro Maximoff. You can call me coach,
or Coach Maximoff, or Pietro, I don't care. In this class, we will be
getting your endurance up-"
"Shouldn't we be, like, furthering our mutant powers or whatever?"
Jason asked.
"That is for danger room sessions. Here, it's about building strength.
We start right now with a 2 mile jog. Follow me. We're gonna stretch,
then get going."
The boys followed glumly after Pietro. They weren't too excited about
this running business.
...with the girls...
"Ok, everyone sit here in a circle. We're taking it easy today." X23
said, leading the girls to a sunny, grassy area. "This class is about
getting in shape. Furthering the control of your mutant powers will be in
Danger Room sessions with Logan. So I want you all to tell me what you
think will get you into shape."
Hailey raised her hand, as well as Blitz and Dawn.
"Yes, Hailey?" X23 asked.
"Running." Hailey said.
"Very true. Running is one of the best exercises that you can do.
Dawn?"
"Volleyball!" Dawn said.
"If you give it your all, yes. Blitz?"
"She took mine." Blitz crossed her arms in mock indignation. Carmen
raised her hand.
"Carmen?"
"Ab work and sports." Carmen said.
"Absolutely. Well, good. I will do my best to try and incorporate all
of these things into what we do. As for now, I just want to get to know
you all. What you like, what's your power, the boys your with,
anything. I'll have you know that if you ever have any problem, you can come to
me. I won't judge you, even if I had the right to. My past is...well,
we won't get into that." X23 told them. They were all silent for a
moment.
"What happened?" Stephanie asked quietly.
"It's a long story."
"We've got time." Alley said. X23 smiled.
"Ok. I'll share my past, but you all have to share yours, too. Deal?"
There was a chorus of 'deal's before X23 took a deep breath and started
with her story.
-After Athletics-
"Come, everyone, have a seat." the Professor said. "Quiet down,
everyone. Quiet, please-"
"SHUT UP!" Logan yelled. The room quieted immediately.
"Erm...Thank you, Logan. Everyone, this is Mr. Logan. He will be
teaching you fighting skills and monitoring your Danger Room sessions."
"Will someone please tell us what this fricken' Danger Room is?" Chris
asked.
"Yes, Mr. Jameson. The Danger Room is a room designed to help you gain
control of your powers in a fighting simulation. It helps build
teamwork and trust. You will learn to use your powers in defense."
"Defense of what?" Alley asked.
"That, my dear, will be explained in due time. Now, in a few minutes
I'm going to ask all of you to get into clothes that you are comfortable
to work out in and that are easy to move in. You will be having your
first workout with Mr. Logan. Now, during the workout, I will call each
of you out one at a time to talk of your mutation. Go, now." the
Professor finished. The teens all got up and walked out of the room. Those who
were ready followed Logan down to the Danger Room, while Remy and Rogue
waited for those who went to change.
-Danger Room-
"21...22...23..24...TWEET!" Logan blew his whistle as the group
finished their 12th sprint across the Danger Room.
"This gasp is gasp brutal." Jack said, wheezing.
"Who gasp you gasp tellin'?" Jason asked sarcastically.
"Well, I have to say your times aren't very impressive. However, I
suppose that is enough for today. Carmen, you need to run another 7." Logan
said as Carmen came back into the group. She nodded and took off
sprinting. "Now, we will start on hand-to-hand training. Rogue, Remy?" Logan
brought the two teachers out.
"Rogue and Remy here are going to give us an example of hand-to-hand
combat. After they are done, I will ask for volunteers to take on either
me or another teacher. No student against students, y'all might kill
each other." Logan explained. "Ok, note how their beginning stance is
wide, firm, and defensive. Take special note of how they find the other's
weakness as they fight."
Rogue and Remy took the stance and looked at each other. Remy smirked
and all of the sudden pulled out his deck of cards, throwing charged
cards at Rogue. She easily dodged them. Rogue then went in, fists flying
and legs kicking. Remy blocked for a couple seconds, then started
fighting back. All the students could see were flying limbs and blocks, until
Rogue made one particularly interesting move.
Remy had grabbed her calf while she was in mid-kick. Rogue grabbed his
shoulder and pulled herself until she was right against Remy, one leg
wrapped around him. She smirked seductively and ran a hand along the hem
of his pants.
"Now, chere, not in front o' de kids." Remy said, smirking back. Rogue
all of the sudden pushed against his hip with her leg that was up,
doing a backhandspring away. Remy recovered quickly and watched as she
twirled her hand, unleashing HIS bo staff. The kids were in awe. Remy
simply brought out his spare, and then began the battle of the staffs. It
only ended when Rogue faked attacking up and pulled Remy's feet out from
under him, putting one end of the bo staff at his neck in victory.
"Thank you. As you see, fighting is basically chess on adrenaline. You
must always stay three steps ahead of your enemy." Logan said as Rogue
helped Remy up.
"Dat was a new one, chere." he said, taking his bo staff back.
"I've been working on it for a while." she responded with a smile.
"...Ok, who wants to go first?" Logan asked.
"Against who?" Chris asked back.
"Probably me." Logan responded.
"Oh, but you're kinda old." Chris said jokingly. Logan shrugged and
raised his eyebrows.
"Well then. X23? Care to take him?" Logan asked her. X23 smirked at the
boy.
"I may be to much for him." she responded. Chris raised one eyebrow.
"That sounds like a challenge to me." he said. X23's smile only got
wider.
"Hit me with your best shot." was all she said. Chris smiled and
knocked knuckles with Jason. Then he charged, using his superspeed to try and
kick her legs out from under her. She jumped and he missed. His brow
furrowed and he frowned. He then started puching and kicking at rapid
speed. X23 blocked all of his shots and then placed one soft punch in the
boy's side. He fell back for a moment.
"What the heck is in your knuckles, steel?" he asked.
"Close. Adamantium." X23 smiled. Chris concentrated for a moment before
a plan hit him. He began running in a fast circle around her, picking
up the wind. X23 rolled her eyes and sighed before clothes lining the
boy and placing her foot at his neck.
"How the heck do you do that?" he asked, breathing hard.
"Easy. Quicksilver is my training partner." she said, walking back to
Pietro. Chris got back up and went to the rest of the teens.
"Any more takers?" Logan asked with a smile. He was met with silence.
"Well, then, I'm guess I'm gonna hafta pick, then." he said, smiling in
a very evil and malicious way. A single thought went through everyone's
head.
'This is not going to end well...'
-later, after dinner-
"Oh...my...back..."
"Oooh...my muscles..."
"My...bones..."
"...ouch..."
These, among other sayings, were all that could be heard as the
students climbed up the stairs after supper. To say Logan's first Danger Room
session was brutal is an understatement. The stairs, which proved to be
a difficult obstacle between the students and...well, homework.
"I can't...believe...we still have...to...do our...homework..." Hailey
said.
"I can't believe...it's the first day...and we have...homework..."
Alley responded.
"Just from Grey...and Summers..." Stephanie added.
"Who'da...thunk it..." Julia said.
"Thunk is a funny word..." Blitz giggled.
"We're...almost...there..." Hailey said.
"So close..." Stephanie added.
"Yet...so far..." said Julia.
"We're closer than the boys, that's for sure." Dawn pointed out. The
group stopped to look at the boys, who were only half way up the stairs.
"Lazy bums." said Carmen.
A few minutes later, the girls finally made it up the stairs. You don't
have to know that Rogue, X23, Kitty, Scott, and Jean all passed them on
the way up. Wanda, Pietro, and Remy all lived in apartments away from
the Institute.
"I don't remember Logan's sessions being that tough." X23 commented.
"You wouldn't." Rogue responded as they walked up the stairs with ease.
That had been about five minutes before the girls had made it to the
top.
"Do we hafta do homework?" Blitz whined.
"YES." was the unanimous response.
"Fiiine..."
...with the boys...
"Guys, why are we taking so long?" Chris asked.
"Don't look at us. You're the one with super speed." Jason responded.
Chris' eyes widened with realization and he sped off to his room.
"And then there were four..." Jack commented.
"Is anyone seriously gonna do their homework tonight?" Luke asked the
group.
"Psht no, are you kidding?" Jason said.
"We prolly should..." Hunter said.
"Probably...but won't." Jack said. The others nodded in agreement and
continued the ascent up the stairs. They finally made it to their rooms
and took showers before collapsing on their beds with their laptops,
shopping for "man-linens" as Jason said.
...with the oh-so-responsible girls...
"Algebra is of the devil!" Stephanie exclaimed.
"I hear ya!" came Hailey's voice from next door.
"Oh, sorry my bad." Stephanie responded.
"Hun, I was saying I agree." Hailey told her.
"Just kidding..." Stephanie said.
"VICTORY IS MINE!"
"Blitz finished..." Alley said.
"I just hope I can..." was all Carmen had to say.
If we don't get some reveiws someone's (in the story) gonna die...and it ain't gonna be pretty.