"Relax, Scott, she's probably just nervous," Jean replied. She turned to Kitty. "Can you go check her room?" Kitty nodded and walked off with her apple in hand.
Upstairs, Haley was frantically searching through her wardrobe. When Kitty entered, she was assaulted by flying clothes. Haley was murmuring inaudibly to herself. "What's going on in here?" Kitty asked.
Looking up at her visitor, Haley blushed lightly. "Sorry, it's technically my first day of school. I'm just really nervous…"
"Don't be you'll be fine." Kitty walked over to a cute top that was strewn on Haley's bed. "What about this one?" she asked, picking it up.
"I wore it to school, last week," Haley replied, exasperated. "They've already seen it." Kitty giggled.
"What?"
"You didn't go to this school last week. Remember? First day?"
Haley blushed again. "Sorry, I'm just freaking out a little."
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Haley walked into the main office. "Hello, my name is Haley Wilson. It's my first day here," she said the secretary.
"The new one from the Xavier Institute?" She nodded. "Okay, well we currently don't have a principle, so I'll just pull up your schedule for you. You can sit down while you wait."
A few minutes later, the secretary handed Haley a couple sheets of paper. The first page has your schedule. The second one has your locker number and combo. There is also a map; the rest is just some information stuff I'm supposed to give you. Don't worry about being late to your first class. The teacher will understand."
"Thank you," she said standing up.
"You already have your required books?"
Thinking about the extra heavy back pack she was carrying, Haley nodded. "Good," the secretary said with a smile. "Have a good day and welcome to Bayville High Miss Wilson."
The bell rang and everyone was in class. Haley walked the empty hallways with her nose stuck to the map. She was putting away her unneeded books in her locker, when a gust of wind shot by. She shivered; getting the feeling she wasn't alone.
When she shut her locker, a boy with white hair was leaning against the lockers. Haley almost jumped. "New girl, huh?" he asked, quickly.
"Yup."
"So what brings you to this neck of the woods?"
"My parents."
"Right…right…" He was silent for a second. "Names Pietro," he said at last, extending his hand.
The name rang a bell. "I've heard about you…"
"I know. I'm famous among the female species."
She laughed. "I don't think that's it. My names Haley, by the way," she said taking his hand.
"Cool. See you around then." She nodded and then looked back at her schedule. When she looked up Pietro was no where in sight.
Haley was bothered by the fact that she couldn't remember where she had heard of Pietro. Sometimes, she could have a real lousy memory. It had to have been recent though. She could ask one of the others later.
Much to her surprise, Haley found her class rather easily. Not wanting to be rude, she knocked on the door and waited for her teacher to let her in.
"Hi, I'm Haley a new student here."
The old woman that was her teacher smiled. "Yes, welcome to my English class. Haley…"
"Wilson."
"Right, let me introduce you to everyone."
The frail teacher led Haley to the front of the room. Haley felt like she was being auctioned off. Everyone's eyes were on her. It was definitely awkward.
"Class, we have a new student; her name is Haley Wilson. Haley, why don't you go sit next to Miss Pryde over there?" she said pointing to an empty seat. Haley sighed in relief when she realized that it was Kitty.
"This is totally awesome," Kitty said as Haley sat down.
"Yeah," she said with a sigh. "I'm just glad I know someone. I know I won't be that lucky the entire day, though."
The teacher began class. Remembering her question about Pietro, Haley got out a small piece of paper and quickly wrote: Where have I heard Pietro from? Then she stealthily flicked onto Kitty's desk.
Uh…from somebody in the mansion? He's a part of the Brotherhood.
A light bulb went off in Haley's head. Thanks. I just remembered Rogue told me about them.
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Lance pushed Kitty against the locker and lightly kissed her. Taken aback, she pushed him away. "Lance!" she hissed. "What are you doing?"
"What does it look like I'm doing?" he replied, frustrated.
"Not in school!"
"Why not?"
"Well for one, it's school. Two, people might see."
Lance realized what she was saying. "So what if one of losers you hang out with find out?"
"You know very well what will," Kitty said sternly.
He sighed. "Well, can I least walk you to class?" She nodded. Then, Pietro zoomed by.
"Hey, buddy," he said, steering Lance away from her. "Scram, Kitty Cat."
She huffed and walked away. Lance looked regretfully back at her. "What do you want, Pietro?" he asked, foully.
"Jeez, sorry. I just want to let you know that there is a new girl in school, and I call dibs on her. Although, it looks like you actually are serious about dating an X-geek. Bye." With that, Quicksilver was in search of Haley.
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It was lunch time. Scott wanted to check up on Haley so he stood at the entrance of the cafeteria waiting for her.
"Hey, Scott," she said as she walked by. He fell in stride with her.
"How's your first day been so far?"
"Okay, I guess. Kitty's in my first period class."
"Anything exciting happen?"
"Nope."
"Finding your way around okay?"
"Yes… What is this, an interrogation?"
"Sorry," he said, rubbing the back of his neck. "Let's get some food. You probably are starving by now. As I recall, you didn't eat any breakfast." She gratefully nodded at his suggestion.
The two grabbed food and sat down at the usual table. Kurt soon joined them. "How's it going Scott and Haley?"
"How do you know me?" Haley asked suspiciously.
"It's Kurt, Haley," Scott said to help out her confusion.
She tilted her head. "Oh yeah…inducer-thingy, got it." Then, she looked at his plate in grotesque. "Are you going to eat all that?"
"Every last bite," he said while chomping on his sub.
Jean sat down. "It has been such a long day," she said, exasperated. "Duncan and I got in another fight."
"What was this one about?" Scott asked.
"It's too hard to keep track…"
"So how do you like Bayville?" Kurt asked.
"It's okay," Haley said. "By the way, I had a little chat with Pietro."
"Ugh, the scum."
Overhearing their conversation, Scott became alert. "Pietro? Are you okay, Haley? Did that jerk do anything to you?"
Haley waved away his fears. "It's fine, Scott. We just had talked for a bit, that's all."
"Hey guys," Kitty said as she sat down. "What's going on?" Scott gave her a look. "Jeez…I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier, okay?" she said, thinking that he had found out about Lance.
"What?" he asked.
"Nothing," Kurt, Kitty, and Jean replied at the same time. He shook his head in confusion.
Evan sat down next to Haley. "How's it going, everyone?" They all just shook their heads.
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"Where is she?" Quicksilver murmured to himself.
"Where's who?" Blob asked.
"None of your business."
"Yo, I've never seen anyone so wigged out for a girl," Toad said.
"Can it, slime."
Toad turned to Blob. "It looks like you and I are the only sensible ones left around here."
"What about, Lance?" They both looked at Lance who was looking lovingly off in Kitty's direction. "Oh…"
Lance, who hadn't been paying attention for the last few minutes, suddenly realized that there was a new face at the X-men table. "Look you guys, I new loser." The other three looked in direction of the other mutants.
"No…" Pietro moaned. In a split-second he was standing next to where Haley was sitting. "Are you serious?" he nearly screeched.
Everyone from the manor now had their focus on Pietro. "What?" she asked.
"What are you doing here?"
"Sitting, Pietro…"
"Leave," Scot snarled.
"What are you going to do if I don't, goggle head?" Pietro quickly quipped. He turned back to Haley. "So, do you seriously go to the institute?"
"Um…yeah."
Pietro turned, fuming. Then, he stormed off in the direction of the Brotherhood, only acknowledging them laughing at him by flipping them off.
"Yo, it looks like I'm the only smart one around here," Toad beamed.
Back at the X-men table, they were still laughing. "That just made my day better," Jean said between giggles.
"I wish I had that on film," Evan chuckled.
Haley sat there in the midst of their laughter, still blushing from the incident. She kind of felt bad about the whole thing, but if the two groups hate for each other was that great, then maybe she shouldn't.
Kurt watched Haley out of the corner of his eye. He was busy wishing that she didn't like Pietro.