A/N: Yay! New chapter! Luna is going to the institute, but where will she stay?
Disclaimer: I own Luna Davis, not the X-men
Professor Xavier POV
I hung up the phone and told Logan to prepare the Blackbird. We needed to get down there quickly, the poor girl was screaming in agony, and I could barely hear her parents over the commotion. They told me her teeth and lower back were hurting her, and that there was water, boiling hot water, flying all around the room.
"The Blackbird's prepped and ready, Charles, and tell me again why we have to go get this one in person?"
"Because Logan, we need to discuss some boarding options with her."
"We outta rooms?"
"Yes," I answered as I rolled into the hanger. "All the female students have roommates".
"What about the boys?"
"Pardon me?"
Logan rolled his eyes and said it again, as if speaking to a child, "What… about… the … boys?"
"Logan you know why I can't do that, these are teenagers were talking about," I said firmly. Although the thought had popped into my head a few times; maybe Jamie, he was only 12, right?
"What about Scott?"
"No, that would only serve to make Jean angry with me and the new girl."
"…Chicks"
"Logan, please refrain from using such a degrading term to describe the female population, remember when you called Ororo a 'chick'"
He grimaced and turned to board the Blackbird, I followed, chuckling. Ororo had not taken kindly to the phrase, and what she had done to his motorcycle gave the term 'weather beaten' a new definition.
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Luna POV
DING-DONG
The sound of the doorbell sounded like a gunshot in the still morning air. I jumped about a foot in the air, losing my focus and dropping the boiling hot water on my outstretched left hand. I gave a loud squeak-like sound which, in retrospect, sounded really stupid. I ran to the kitchen sink and poured cold water over the burn and grabbed some ice from the freezer, I put it in a zip-lock bag and held it on the burn with my good hand. When I got back in the living room a bald man in a wheelchair was in the middle of the room, my parents were on the couch, and a large, wolfish man was leaning the wall near the front door. It was the bald man who spoke first.
"Hello Luna, my name is Professor Charles Xavier, and as you may know I run a school for gifted children. Children like you, whose gifts are not always an asset." He said, gesturing to my burnt hand. I pulled it closer to me, glaring. This man had a sort of presence about him, like he knew everything about you just my looking at you.
"That's not very far from the truth"
I let out a little gasp and stumbled backwards. Had he just talked inside my head?
"Yes, Luna, I did. You see, while the other children at the Institute are like you in the fact they have powers, not all their powers are the same. For instance, one boy can clone himself, although because he has a hard time controlling it, whenever he bumps into things he accidentally clones himself. And another girl, she can't touch anyone because of her powers. That's why we are here, to help people like you and Rouge and Jamie control your powers. The ultimate question is, will you control your powers, or let then control you?"
Ok, that was the kind of gooey, dramatic stuff that fun to read, but incredibly awkward to be a part of. No one said anything for a while, making me and my parents nervous, but the other two people in the room seemed unaffected by it.
"Gay baby" I thought sarcastically.
"Excuse me?" was the unexpected reply. I jumped a little, again, and everyone turned to look at me. I glared at the bald man, and the wolfish guy smirked.
"So, are ya comin' with us or not?" said the big wolfish guy. I think I shall call him Wolfie
"His name is Logan."
"GET OUT OF MY HEAD!"
"Well?" wolfie-I mean Logan said impatiently. I looked at my parents, and they looked at me. "Whada yall think?" I asked quietly, not sure if I wanted them to say yes or no.
They both got off the couch and hugged me, mom had silent tears running down her cheeks and dad was trying hard not to cry. "We think it would be best for you if you went with them." My dad said quietly, his voice cracking a little. And with that, my brain shattered, and I went numb. I did cry, didn't hug them back, didn't say anything as I followed Professor Xavier and Logan to this big black jet hidden in the woods. I don't remember much about the first hour of the flight, except I did cry sometime during it.
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Professor Xavier POV
"Logan, I'm worried about Luna." I 'said' after about half an hour of complete silence.
"Why?"
"She hasn't said a word this whole flight. I'm beginning to think maybe we made a mistake in taking her away from her family"
"I think she's just in shock, the kid grew a tail for Pete's sake. In one day she's gone from a normal kid to having inch long canines and a fish tail. Not to mention the whole thing where she burnt her hand while heating water with her mind."
"True."
We sat in silence for about fifteen minutes, when we heard soft crying coming from the last seat in the back. I shared a look with Logan.
"Looks like the shock wore off" he thought.
"So what are we going to do about her sleeping accommodations?"
"I say we throw her in with Elf. I don't think he'd try anything"
"Yes, but we don't want to make either of them uncomfortable. I don't think she'd care, but I have a strong suspicion it would make poor Kurt with his extremely traditional upbringings feel awkward in his own home."
"Well then maybe we should just pose her as a boy." Logan thought sarcastically.
But… that's not a bad idea.
"That's not a bad idea"
"Huh?"
"Think about it. If she posed as a boy, she could room with Kurt and he wouldn't feel uncomfortable, and neither would she. They wouldn't have to face awkward accusations or teasing by the other students, it's the perfect plan."
"Well, good luck with that one"
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Luna POV
About an hour and a half into the flight I had 'come to terms' with my leaving and was actually kindda looking forward to living at the Institute (The name still freaked me out, though. That would never change). It was supposed to be this big mansion, with a pool, tennis courts, and really big pretty rooms. I hoped I got one with a balcony, and I hoped I had a roommate, which I guess was kindda weird, but I hate to be alone. Anyway, apparently they also have training sessions in this really high-tech virtual reality-ish room they called the Danger Room. It sounded kindda fun, but I'd probably look kinda stupid, exercising was never really my thing.
I took the time I had to kill pondering my new appendage. It was blue-green, the same color as my eyes. The base was just above my butt, allowing it to stick out from the top of my jeans. Good, I wouldn't have to cut holes in my clothes. It was long and slender, with a kind of mermaid-like tip at the end. I liked it. I don't care what other people say, mermaids are cool. It was very flexible, and I could pick up and hold things with it. There's a word for that, pre-something, pre…
"Prehensile"
The bald guy, Professor Xavier, unlocked his wheelchair from the anchor-thingies and came to sit next to me. After what happened when we were at my house, I didn't really trust him. "So, Luna, we have some important matters to discuss, like where you will be staying at the Institute." I nodded, still wary. "You see, we have a bit of a problem, we have no empty rooms, and all the female students have roommates." I opened my mouth to say something but he cut me off "Let me finish. We have decided you will stay with one of the boys. His name is Kurt Wagner, and…"
I cut him off, "Wouldn't that be a little awkward? I mean I don't care much, but I'm sure he would."
The Professor looked irritated, "Let me finish. His name is Kurt Wagner, and as far as he knows his new roommate is male."
I shot him a WTF(udge) look and he allowed me to process the information. I…was going … to room…with a boy…while posing…as a boy… COOL!
I grinned and he looked at my like I was insane. "So…" he said slowly "Do you think it's a good idea?"
"Yeah! I mean, that would be so cool ya know?" I realized my new fangs made my speech sound odd. "I'd be like a super hero, having to pretend I'm a normal boy while concealing the fact I'm a girl." The professor looked at me like I was crazy, again. I think it's weird too, but to me there's something about having a secret and having to hide it that's kind of an adrenalin rush, especially a big secret.
"Okay, but there are also lots of other things to consider…"
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In the end we decided that as a boy I would go by Chiro. I refused to cut my hair, so we agreed I would always wear a hoodie with my hair in a low ponytail and the hood pulled down to my eyes. To cover my 'feminine bone structure' (as said by the professor) my hoodies that I always had to wear (I would have to sleep in them) would be two sizes too big, so they would cover my hips and bottom. My jeans would be one size too big, and I would have to wear sunglasses to cover my face. I now had five hoodies, one red with a skull and crossbones on the front, one plain dark blue one, one dark green one with the tri-force on the front, and two plain black ones. I also now had three pairs of baggy boys' jeans. I did look like a boy, a slightly girly one, but a boy.
As for school (which started in four days), Chiro had a learning disability and would be homeschooled at the mansion to avoid the whole which-restroom-do-I-use thing. I would go to school as Luna, with an image inducer to hide my tail so I could wear less than floor length skirts. My school/girl clothes would be hidden in a duffle bag under my bed, along with my, ahem, toiletries. I would also have to leave for school before or after everyone else and get back from school before everyone.
Before we landed, Professor Xavier showed me a picture a Kurt Wagner, with and without his image-inducer on. He was cute; he looked kindda like an elf. My exact words were "Awww, fuzzy!" and for the millionth time that day, Professor Xavier had looked at me like I was crazy.
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Kurt Wagner POV
The Professor had just called me and told me I have a roommate, and I was freaking out. Not that I hated the idea of having a roommate, no. The Professor was nice enough to give me this beautiful room, it seemed rude to freak out at having to share it. No, the idea I hated was having a new kid run and scream when they saw me. The Professor had said he had shown the new boy a picture of me, and that he had reacted well. He Professor said his exact words were "Whoa cool!" but I knew the real thing was scarier than the photograph.
The Professor had also told me this boy, Chiro, had a learning disability, so he may act a little weird for awhile. Also Chiro was photo sensitive; he had to wear long sleeved hoodies, jeans, and sunglasses.
I just hoped he didn't scream when he saw me, that's what most new recruits do.
To be continued…
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