Prue L. Lawrence—1/9/2015

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Xavier met Elsa in the hallway.

"We have to get to class." Rogue said over her shoulder. She was holding Bobbie's hand, and suddenly Elsa felt very embarrassed. Was it inappropriate for Bobby to be teaching her like that?

Xavier inclined his head toward the girl. She was holding her elbow in one hand-a sign of lack of self-confidence, or even shame. "Elsa, are you all right? Bobbie didn't make you uncomfortable, did he? I'm sorry, maybe I should have sent you a female friend? I'm told it helps to be comfortable when you are in the presence of your own gender." He smiled.

Elsa shook her head. "I think Rogue is upset with me." The first day, and there's already someone who doesn't like me.

"I wouldn't be so quick to think so." Xavier replied. "Rogue's emotions are hard to decipher, even for someone like me."

"She seemed upset." Elsa said, looking after the girl.

"She doesn't get jealous easily." Xavier chided. "Rogue's a good girl."

Elsa smiled. "I believe you."

"Good." Xavier replied, smiling. His face was wrinkled, but pleasant. "You'll need your schedule, Elsa. Come with me." With that, he turned in his wheelchair and rolled down the hallway in the opposite direction of Bobbie and Rogue.

He led her to his office, and motioned for her to stand by the door while he went to his desk and rummaged through a drawer. Finally, he pulled a paper out.

He wheeled over to Elsa, handing her the paper. "I'll show you where your classes are. You won't start today, since classes are almost over. You'll start tomorrow, alright?"

Elsa nodded.

Xavier led Elsa through various hallways, and she tried to get her bearings on the school. It had one main hallway with several others branching off from it into several others. She knew she could be able to find her way from there. There were five classes in all.

"If you're teaching me just how to control my powers, then why is it that I have all of these other classes?" she asked, sullenly.

"These other skills will help you in Arendelle, Elsa." Xavier told her. "Although at least two of your classes are meant for controlling your power. I can explain how the system works, if you wish, although it isn't all that relevant."

Elsa shook her head. "No, I want to know."

"It's a good thing to be curious, Elsa." Xavier smiled. "There are separate types of powers, Elsa. I trust you know this by now."

Elsa nodded.

"There are four kinds of powers: Elemental, Spread, Body, and Mind. You are an Elemental, obviously. You have the ability to control ice as well as Bobbie Can. Jean can control fire as well as well as her Mind abilities. Spreads are different. They cover a wide variety of mutants-that's the nickname we are called, I know it's not a pleasant name-Spreads are able to affect people around them. For example, Rogue is a Spread. Whenever she touches someone, she has the ability to use their powers, but in return it physically drains them. It's why she takes extra care never to touch anyone for too long, because if she does, she could kill them. Body is a smaller category of mutant. There is one mutant at this school with that type of power. You haven't met him yet, but his name is Wolverine-if you prefer, his actual name is Logan-he has the ability to heal himself quickly, making him difficult to harm. There is also another mutant called Mystique who is able to physically change her entire body. The last is Mind. The Phoenix and I are this type of mutant. We are able to read and control minds."

Elsa shuddered at this. She didn't like the idea of someone entering her mind without her permission.

"Do not worry, Elsa. Most Minds know that it is extremely rude to read someone else's mind, or force them to do something they do not want to. I never take joy in doing this, but sometimes it is necessary. I don't think I will ever have to use it on you. The only possible way I would have to do that is if you were my enemy. But you are not. You are my friend. I taught Jean the same principles. I do hope I have permission to send thoughts to you, I'm sorry, I should have asked. I won't be able to know what you're thinking. Although, it is a given that I will know how you are feeling."

Elsa nodded, numbly. She felt grateful that this man was so full of integrity that he'd respect her privacy. He had the ability to invade her mind, but he chose not to.

"So I hear you froze my pond." Xavier said, breaking through Elsa's thoughs. She jumped.

"I'm sorry, Xavier, sir…"

To Elsa's surprise, he laughed. "You don't need to call me 'sir,' Elsa. We all prefer to call each other by our first names."

"So, you're not upset?" she asked, hopefully.

Xavier shook his head, smiling. "No, Elsa, I'm not. It will thaw out eventually."

"I can thaw it." Elsa said, blinking. She forgot that she could. Closing her eyes, she thought of her sister's smiling face. Elsa smiled as well.

Xavier looked out the window to the frozen pond, and watched it melt quicker than it would have on its own. He looked incredulously at Elsa.

"How did you do that?" He asked. His face was genuinely surprised, an expression Elsa hadn't seen in Xavier before. Elsa blushed.

"My sister." She said, plainly. Xavier looked up at her expectantly. "I was told that only love can thaw a frozen heart. It does the same with the ice."

"So, you think of your sister, someone you love very much?" Xavier asked, patiently. Elsa felt embarrassed by what she thought was a cheesy statement. But Xavier had taken her very seriously.

"Yes." she replied.

"I hope you don't miss your sister terribly, I would hate to see you upset, Elsa." He said, frowning.

"You're the mind reader, you tell me." Elsa replied, smiling.

"From what I can tell, Xavier said, smiling, "is that you are happy with your position here, but you still wish to see your sister."

Elsa nodded. "Even if she could agree to come here, I couldn't ask her to. She has to rule Arendelle in my place for a while. Who knows how much pressure that has on her? I just hope that Kristoff is taking care of her." Elsa frowned. She hoped Anna was alright.

"I'm sure she is fine." Xavier said.

"I hope so." Elsa replied, glancing out the window to the pond.

"It's been a long day." Xavier said, after their companionable silence. "Curfew is at 9:00."

Elsa glanced at him. "Curfew?"

Xavier smiled. "Oh, yes. I forgot, I don't think queens have curfews."

Elsa giggled. "I've never heard of them before, so I don't think I have."

That night, Elsa fell into her bed, not bothering to change into the pajamas that Jean had lent her.

"What have I gotten myself into?" she murmured into the pillow. Of course, it didn't answer back.

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