"They are very lively today," Charles remarked as he wheeled down the hallway.

"I think it is because they don't have to school tomorrow," Hank said.

"I think I'll be taking a drive then," Logan growled as one of the kids knocked into him.

"Oh come on Logan," Astrid said, "Don't you remember when you were a kid?"

Logan growled as he stomped off.

Astrid was a straight up 14 year old Texas gal. One hardly ever saw her out of cowboy boots and shirts. She had belts and hats to match. Her jeans would not be out place in a rodeo. In a somewhat small town in New York, she stood out like a sore thumb. And here in Bayville, being different has not been a good thing. Astrid was not one to mess around with either. She maybe a little short for her age, but she could hold her on against Logan for at least an hour.

Despite of Astrid's great fighting skills though, she had many scars on her body; some of it coming from an abusive family. Others coming from abusive foster families, then there were few that came from just fighting in general. Astrid didn't believe in fighting for herself. She only fought only if someone else was in trouble. For someone that loves fighting, her power doesn't exactly work for fighting. Astrid was able see through some things, x-ray vision with limits.

"Logan doesn't remember anything before WWII," Ororo said gently and quietly.

"What," Drake said, "but that would make tha dude about 80 years old won't it?"

Drake was a 13 year old that came from New York. He was hands down a city boy. He loved old crime movies and the sound just about all music, all music except country. So Drake and Astrid would fight when Astrid decided to play her music too loud. Astrid and Drake clashed about many things: Music, clothes, food, etc. When Astrid and Drake are not fighting, Drake was a laid back guy, well as laid back as a city boy could ever get. Drake was also a very open boy. He hardly ever had any secrets. He could cancel out mutant powers similar to Leech. However, unlike Leech, Drake could control when, where, and whom was affected. So guess who gets to go with Scott and Rogue when they go to the doctor?

"Over actually," Hank said, "Logan doesn't age much."

"Wow," Astrid said, "Weird."

Caine gave a long whistle, "Mr. Logan is very old then?"

Caine was a tall, lanky, 16 year old fella that hailed from the South. He didn't like fighting. In fact, he did his best to avoid it; even if it meant getting dentitions to get out of fights or getting arrested. Oh yes, Caine had quite an extensive rap sheet, from breaking windows to stealing money from a bank, Caine had just about done it all. Caine had the ability to copy things like: voices, personalities, habits, you mean it, and Caine can copy it.

"He is indeed," Charles said.

The three were an interesting addition to the many students here. Caine was here on probation and Astrid was here because Charles has turned the school for the 'gifted' into a group home for mutants. Of course it was easy to do so since he had a lot of money and mutants weren't exactly welcomed in many places anymore. Drake was a runaway. No one knew exactly why or what Drake was running from. It was the only thing that Drake kept secret.

'Professor,' Jean called.

'Yes Jean,' Charles answered.

'Cerebo has three new mutants.'

'Alright, I'll be there shortly.'

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"Kitty," Charles said as he wheeled out of Cerebo's room.

"Yes Professor," Kitty said.

"Could you please tell Logan that he will have to pack," Charles said. "Then find Astrid, Drake, and Caine and tell them to pack as well."

"Like ok Professor," Kitty said.

Logan stomped into Charles's office.

"Why do I have to go," Logan asked.

"The three are located in Japan," Charles said. "If I remember correctly, you can speak Japanese fluently correct?"

"That still doesn't tell me why I have to go," Logan huffed.

"You are currently the only one that knows how to speak Japanese," Charles said.

"As soon as we get back," Logan growled, "Language lessons for everyone."

"I am sure that they will enjoy them," Charles said smiling.

"I sure won't," Logan said.

Charles nodded. He knew that even though Logan complained about the kids, he was really fond of them. Charles would go as far as to say that Logan considered all the kids here as his own children. Logan would never say it out loud but he cared more for those kids than anything.

"This trip maybe very entertaining," Mary said.

"Would you like to go," Charles asked.

"No," Mary said. "I do not want to go."

Mary whisked away mostly likely going up to her room.

"I'm beginning to wonder about her," Jean said.

"Just give it time Jean," Charles said, "Just give it time."