I was no longer tired when I awoke from my whole day slumber. I yawned and rubbed my eyes and then hopped out of bed, I almost fell over backwards because my spikes had grown bigger and heavier which could be a problem when flying. I maneuvered my tail in front of me and put one of my fingers on one of the spikes when moved it away I noticed it made a small cut and I watched as it healed up. In my room it had a black carpet and black and white striped wallpaper, the bed was white with black bed sheets. The furniture in my room was mostly white; it quickly searched through my chest of drawers to find my clothes washed, dried, (blood stains nearly out) , all holes sewn up (except from ones needed) and even some new ones for my spikes. I pulled on my clothes brushed through my red hair cut short into a bob, it was naturally unknotty so it didn't take long , on my chest of drawers I had a clock , it was digital so I could read it (just about) it said 5:45 am. I think everyone will be awake, but it was dark to dark so maybe I will be wrong. When I walked past the front door I saw Logan getting ready to leave.
"Where are you going" I inquired.
He pivoted around on his heel "out for a run. Why are you up".
"This is what time I had to be up at the school, can I run with you".
"Sure" he said and winked "if you can keep up".
I quickly pulled on the trainers Cyclops leant me, size seven the biggest in the house. Once I got them on I followed Logan outside.
"Ok let's start with a little race" he explained "first one around the building and back here wins".
"Ready, steady, go" I shouted and started running, easily matching his pace. I ran with him for a couple of metres but I got bored of his slow pace so I decided to speed up. I was still going pretty slowly compared to a couple days, I crossed the finish line in no time and a few minutes later Logan crossed it.
"Wow kid" he whistled abit out of breath "you are fast".
"Thanks" I smiled embarrassed "so are you".
"Can you go any faster" he asked generally intrigued.
"Yes, easily".
"Ok, let's see if you actually can" challenged Logan "let us see how many times you can run around the house in one minute. My record is once so see if you can beat it. Ok ready … steady …GO".
I smashed his record. I ran around the building seventeen times, you should have saw his face it was priceless.
I nudged him "so can I keep up".
"Are you purposely doing this to annoy me".
"No, why am I" I started to get worried since if I annoy him I might get kicked out.
His eyes then grew soft; like he knew something I didn't "no kid don't worry about it".
I decided to drop but I will find out eventually, I have a way of finding things out. Me and Logan ran for the next few hours, we raced, mostly I won but sometimes when I realised he was getting annoyed I dropped back pretending to be tired, hence letting him win. I didn't mind losing as long I could just keep running. Eventually we had to stop because I heard a voice calling for us from inside; we were outside in the middle of a field so I was the only one who heard them.
"Logan" I said disappointed "we have to go in".
"Why" he said in a voice still pumped with adrenaline and joy. I have never heard him talk like that.
"Because I heard the calling us".
"From all the way over here, that must at least be a couple of miles".
"Oh".
"No it's impressive".
We ran towards the house, it took me about thirty seconds but Logan took a couple of minutes at least and he was out of breath so I was proud of myself for how I ran. We entered the house and headed towards the dining room where there was an assortment of different breakfast food. I got a bowl and started to pour some cereal and milk into it and waited.
"So how was running" said a mysterious voice from the kitchen.
"It was good, mysterious voice".
A woman with red hair poked her head around the door.
"Oh it's you Jean Grey".
"Call me Jean" she laughed "who did you think it was".
"No one" I said while countless possibilities of Erasers, scientists with guns and even mad experiments flashed threw my head.
"Don't worry" she said walking towards me and placing her arm around my shoulder "you're safe with us".
"You promise" I pleaded.
"I promise" she answered "and just to answer your question I did read your mind".
I sat at the table and quickly finished.
"Jean" I shouted "I have finished my breakfast what do I do now".
"Put your bowl and spoon in the dish washer" she replied "then how about you watch some T.V".
"Or" I waved the idea away.
"Uhm" she thought "read?".
"I can't" I simply stated "anything else".
I could see she was struggling now "how about draw".
"Ok" I said gratefully "thanks".
I rummaged around until I found a couple pieces of paper and a pencil. I wasn't quite sure what to draw at first so I decided to just draw what I know. First I drew the school both inside and out I used mostly darkness to represent the evil about that place, then I drew my cage and the ones around it, the ones always so bare. Then I drew the Erasers making sure I captured there ruthlessness on the page, I also drew the one Eraser unlike any other who was kind to, I drew him untransformed, he looks nicer that way, I drew him with bread in his hand like the ones he tried to sneak me. The other things I drew were my torturer and the operating room but the one I took most pride in was the flock running away, an outstretched hand in the bottom left corner, it was mine. It was nine o'clock when I finally put down my pencil and looked up, I had gathered another crowd some looking over my shoulder others looking at my other drawings.
"your drawings are amazing Hope" said Cyclops "you sure are talented".
"Thanks" I blushed. I started to point out who was who and what was what.
"Hope" began Storm "me and the girls would like to take you shopping so we can get you some clothes and shoes of your own, is that ok".
"Sure when are we leaving".
"Now".