I'm sitting here, wiping my tears from watching "Bobby"* and wondering what to do next. So I figured I might as well update for the second time today. So with Foo Fighters "All my life" blasting from my speakers, I leave you with Amelia's first meal at her new home and a glance at her secretive past.

R&R!

-Via

((* Bobby is a movie based on the last few days of senator Robert Kennedy. It's made from about ten different pov's, all the persons involved with R.K.'s death on some way. Emilio Estevez wrote and directed this movie, and he also used old clips of R.K, so there is no actor portraying him. They've used old tapes of his speaches during the last five minutes, and that's what makes me cry. What he said was so important to so many people, and it's just as relavant today as it was then. It's just as important now as it was then, it still stands for the same. So if you haven't seen it, I really recommend you to do so; it's going to change quite a few perspectives you have on your life, I assure you.))

Violence breeds violence - Robert Kennedy

Chapter 8: That's for dinner on a Friday night

-"Rogue, what day is it today?" I asked her as we walked down the hall from our rooms, towards the dining room.

-"It's Friday," she said smiling.

-"Wow, how did I miss that?" I replied and chuckled.

-"You seem like you are a bit… mindless, though" Kurt joked as he walked in front of us. I laughed with him and hit him he back of his head with my palm playfully.

-"Ow! That hurt!" he complained and laughed as he rubbed his head.

-"When you play with fire, you get your fingers burnt, Kurt," Rogue said and laughed at his expression.

'I think I'm going to like it here,' I thought to myself.

As we walked, we were soon joined by Gambit, who wrapped his arm around Rogues shoulders as we ventured towards dinner.

As soon as we entered the room, Kurt and Gambit went to find us some seats, which left me and Rogue chatting on the middle of the room. There were round tables all over, and that would have given it a kind of "High school cafeteria"-look, hadn't it been for the engravings in the wooden panels on the walls, and the fact that the tables weren't plastic and metal, but wood as well. It looked very much like the rest of the mansion; it had the same antique and elegant feeling about it.

Almost all the tables where filled with students, but Kurt found seats for us with a few others. When we walked towards the table, I felt a few stares in my back

'Great. Stare at the new girl. Way to make me feel welcome,' I thought. Caleb waved at me and smiled, and I did the same as I walked past him.

At our table I saw a two faces I knew; Peter and Jean, along with two I didn't know. The girl Peter had been talking to earlier was sitting next to him, and next to Jean a guy with sunglasses sat.

-"Amelia, this is Kitty aka. Shadowcat, and this is Scott aka. Cyclops," Jean said, and at the mentioning of their name they waved and smiled.

-"Hi Kitty and Scott, I'm Amelia. It's nice to meet you," I said to them both.

I quickly found out that Kitty was the talkative type. I don't think I've heard that many "Like's" and "Totally's" in my entire life, but all over she was a nice girl. Scott was more calm, he seemed to me like a leader type of guy, one that always keeps his cool.

The seat I had been given, situated me right across from Caleb at the table next to us. He noticed it too, and we kept sending each other glances. At one point I rolled my eyes so only he could see in the middle of one of Kitty's ramblings, and he almost sent the gulf of water he was swallowing out over all of his friends. I almost laughed out loud when I saw that, but I managed to choke it into a hushed giggle.

-"Hey Kitty, I have to go shopping tomorrow, do you recommend anywhere special?" I asked her. Her whole face lit up when she answered:

-"Yes, like a ton of places! There is this small…" then she listed up at least fifty shops that I knew I'd never remember. This seemed to hit Kitty too, so she just offered to come with me, which I gladly accepted.

For dinner we got lasagna and garlic bread. Kurt ate enough for two, but apparently that was usual for him.

After dinner, the afro-American woman with white hair came over, and asked me to come with her. I excused myself from the table and smiled at Caleb, who strangely enough had a frown on his face, before following her. She took me to the professor's office, and led me in.

-"Thank you Storm," professor Xavier said. He motioned for me to sit down in the chair in front of him, and the woman named Storm stood by his side with a smile on her face.

-"Amelia, relax, you haven't done anything wrong. I asked Storm to bring you here, because I wanted to ask you something," the professor said calmly. I nodded, silently asking him to continue.

-"We wish to test your abilities, so we will be able to train you better. This test involves a simulation in the Danger Room, where we you will have to use your powers to solve different tasks. It's not dangerous in any way, you'll be completely safe," Xavier continued. I thought about it for a second before replying:

"Yes, sure. Whatever you think is best." Storm smiled reassuringly to me, and the professor smiled.

"On Monday then, after school?" he asked me. I nodded, and got out of the chair.

"Great, I will see you on Monday," Xavier said and turned to Storm. I smiled and walked out of the room.

The second I'd closed the door, I felt a presence around me. I braced myself for someone to attack, drawing energy from all around me, but the attack never came.

Instead I saw Kitty and Kurt hanging from a chandelier above me. Kurt was holding them there with his tail, and Kitty's head just came back out of the wall with a disappointed expression. I heard her say to Kurt: "They only asked her for a Danger Room session".

The whole thing was quite coordinated, so my guess was that they did this quite often. I chuckled, 'they are curious around here,' I thought. Kurt almost fell down from the chandelier when he heard me, and this just made me laugh. Kitty saw it too, and she laughed with me. She knew I was standing there since she'd seen me walk out of the room, but Kurt hadn't.

Kurt teleported them down, and we walked towards a living room area, apparently that was where the others where.

Chapter 9: Two o'clock rock

I walked over to Jean and Scott, and talked to them for a while. When it turned eleven o'clock, I decided to turn in. I told them goodnight and walked back to my room. I undressed and jumped into bed, after brushing my teeth and combing my hair, before falling asleep almost instantly.

I woke up with a painful headache. I knew it wasn't morning yet, when I looked out the window it was still dark and a quick glance at the watch confirmed it. 2:12 Am. I put on an over sized t-shirt I'd nicked from a friend back in Brooklyn, and walked down towards the kitchen. My hair was hanging loose around my shoulders, my large curls slightly bouncing with each step I took.

I entered the kitchen and opened the fridge, grabbing a mug of cold water. I took a glass from the cabinet left of the fridge and closed it. I poured some water in my glass, and almost choked on it when I turned around and saw Caleb sitting there by the kitchen island, with a smirk on his face. I swallowed and put my glass down on the counter.

-"I didn't scare you, did I?" he asked jokingly.

-"No, not at all. I usually choke on my water when I see people," I replied with mock sincerity. He chuckled and motioned for me to sit down. I grabbed my glass and sat down across from him.

-"What brings you to the kitchen this early? Or late?" Caleb asked me as he ate a cookie from the plate on the island.

-"I had a headache and couldn't sleep. What about you?" I asked and took a cookie.

-"Kitty sleepwalked and woke me up. She kept asking me where the alligator was, so I just let her go about her business and walked down here instead," Caleb replied and laughed.

I laughed with him, 'a girl who walks through walls has a sleepwalking problem. Classic,' I thought to myself.

-"Well, she better be fit and ready for shopping tomorrow," I said and munched on my cookie.

-"Shopping with Kitty? Good luck," Caleb said, and laughed.

-"It can't be that bad. Besides, I think I can manage myself," I replied. Caleb just smiled and chuckled. We talked for what felt like hours and I felt comfortable in Caleb's company. He always had a smile around his lips and I could feel my heart miss a beat every time we looked each other in the eyes. I caught him looking at me quite a few times, but I didn't comment it. I just enjoyed it.

I wasn't really used to getting this kind of attention from guys, it felt a bit weird, but a good weird.

The only boyfriend I'd ever had was a guy named Connor. We used to be best friends growing up, and when we turned 14 he asked me out. He was very sweet and kind and I really liked him. But a few months ago I saw him screwing the girl next door; I dumped him on the spot. We'd been on and off the last two years, but that day was supposed to be our new three month anniversary. That made the betrayal even worse.

What I found out two days after I broke up with him was that he wasn't the gentle nice boy I'd once known. Now he was an upset 16 year old violent and mean guy. He showed up at the orphanage, demanding to speak to me. I went outside to him, and he started begging for forgiveness. I refused to accept his apologies, and that just made him even angrier. He'd grabbed my shoulders and shook me hard, like he wanted to beat his apology into me. That was the first time I used my powers. When Connor got more violent and had pushed me hard up against the brick wall in the alley, he pinned my wrists above my head and he'd started kissing me. It felt wrong and disgusting, and most of all painful. His grip on my hands was hard and he tightened it as I tried to squirm and kick myself out of his grasp. He squeezed his hand even tighter around my wrists, and I heard a sickening snap and a jolt of pain as my left wrist fractured under his hold. He ignored it, and his mouth started attacking my neck as I panted in pain. It took me a second to feel my rage erupt from deep inside, and I sent a jolt of energy through Connors body. He managed to elbow me in my ribcase as he was sent crashing towards the big trashcans on the other side if the dark, enclosed alley we were standing in.

I was too caught up in my story to notice the tears streaming down my cheek. Caleb had stayed silent throughout my tale; he just sat there with a slightly sad and angry expression. He brought his hands up to my face and cradled it, wiping the tears away with his thumbs.

-"I'm so sorry Amelia. You didn't deserve that," he said sternly. I turned my eyes away from his face, down on my lap.

-"Who knows, maybe I did," I muttered to myself as I felt another wave of tears threatening to fall. Caleb heard what I said, but decided not to push me. He figured I'd tell him what I meant when I was ready. He just enveloped me in a tight hug, stroking my hair and my back as I let out the tears I'd held back for years. I wrapped my arms around his neck and cried onto his shoulder. He'd whisper words of comfort, trying to soothe my weeping.

All the crying left me drained of energy, and after a while I fell asleep in Caleb's hold. He took me in his arms and carried me to my room. He opened my door, still holding me, and put me on my bed. He took my shoes off and just as he wrapped my blanket around me, I whispered sleepily to him:

-"Thank you"

Caleb smiled and tucked a few strands of hair behind my ear, before whispering:

-"You're welcome". He smiled and walked out of my room, leaving me sleeping with tear streaks down my cheeks and a smile on my face.