Chapter 3

I just got back from putting my suitcase in my room and decided to check out who the new student was. Since he was currently in the kitchen I walked there.

It was a male about my age with blonde hair and a well built body. He looked distinctive, I seemed to remember him from somewhere. It took me a moment to realize who he was; the boy in one of the framed pictures in Scott's room. Jean had said it was his younger brother.

I sat on one of the barstools, he looked up at me, from taking down the lights and said 'hi'.

"Hi," I said back. I knew he was Scott's younger brother but I was not sure if I liked him, yet.

"You wanna give me a hand?" He asked me.

I looked at what he was doing, and then around at the kitchen to see more 'christmas-y' decorations. There was a lot to do, and he already had half of the box by the floor filled.

"You seem capable of doing it." I replied honestly.

I think he must have been thrown off by my complete and utterly honest answer, because his face showed his shock clearly. But it did not bother me, I got this look all the time.

H continued to take down the lights. I just sat there for a while and observed him. Soon I got up to get a drink and since he was currently by the sink I stood by him to get my water.

Scott's younger brother moved aside so I could get to the faucet but then he looked at me. I froze

"We're standing under the mistletoe you know." He stated,

I was not sure what to say, first off, what was mistletoe? And second I found myself lost in his chocolate brown eyes.

I was filled with an emotion I've never felt before… vulnerability and nervousness.

I decided I needed to say something, he seemed like he was waiting for me to answer anyway.

"What's mistletoe?" I asked.

He reached up and took down one of the small green branches. "This is. You know, at like, Christmastime people hang it over door frames, or in this case taped on the kitchen ceiling" He paused. "Usually when a guy and a girl are standing under it they…" He trailed off.

"They… kiss. I think it all started more then a hundred years ago. Something about Mistletoe being some kind of fruit of a love god… And then later on people would hang it on roofs to um, I think it was to make the house smell good or something. And so forth, now like, everyone puts it up at Christmas time. In Hawaii, we had to put up plastic mistletoe since no one can find the real kind…" He rambled, obviously nervous.

"Oh," I replied. "Thanks. I didn't know that." I was not sure what else to say, if the conversation was done or not. But for some reason I just stood there, so did he. He looked into my eyes and leaned forward, I was about to step away but then I realized he was going to kiss me. We were still standing under the mistletoe. I did not know what to do and I still felt overwheilmy vulnerable. I decided to lean in too. In the mere minute this took to happen I saw him hesitate, and then I felt his lips against mine. Before I had the chance to react, I hard Scott's voice. We broke apart and I ran out of the room. I had things to think about. Emotions to sift through.

After a quick danger room session or as I like to call it 'a slicing session'. I decided I did not like the way Scott's brother made me feel. In the danger room and in battle I knew who I was, I knew what I would and could do when an enemy would attack. But with him, I forgot who I was, and how I am. Any other day I would of ripted the guy to shreds if he tried to kiss me. So what made him any different? Somehow when he was around my guard fell down, and I was different and vulnerable.

Sighing, I knew that I would just have to try harder to keep my guard up around him. After all, I liked who I was, what I stood for and knowing who I was and what I stood for. Knowing that, I knew I did not like him, and wouldn't stand for him to make me feel vulnerable or strange again. But something inside me made me question if that is really what I wanted. He was the first guy that I let in, that did not feel weird around me. I'm so confused, everything was telling me no, but something mad me want to say 'yes'. I think I need advice. But I was not sure who to go to, Wolverine would maul him, and I'm not that close to any of the girl in the mansion. But I might have to ask them.

Before I went to bed I decided I would ask the girls. They were having a 'we're-so-sorry-it's-the-new-year-and-we-have-to-go-back-to-school', party/sleep over tomorrow night. I usually don't join in these kind of things. But tomorrow I would be more social, and ask them what they thought about him.

And maybe I'd find out his name too.

There you have it, from Laura's point of view. What do you think? Did I mess up X-23/Laura too much? Hope I did not, please tell me what you think, what should happen next and your thoughts, etc. Thanks to those who've reviewed!!

The next chapter will be from Alex's point of view, third person or a surprise!!!