Wolf: Well, sorry for the wait, but my well of inspiration seems to have run dry for a little while and I'm working on an original project to take my mind off of this. Then, I'll be able to work on it when my brain starts pumping the thoughts I want it to pump instead of the random thoughts it usually does.


Being normal is totally overrated, but that doesn't stop me from wanting to be it. I know it's shallow and Jean and Scott are always telling us we're good in our own way, but it hurts having all of your friends dump you because you're a mutant.

It's always, "Kitty, you're so weird," or "Kitty, stop being such a freak." I mean, how much ruder can you get?

Of course, they probably have a point. Most people can't walk through solid objects and I guess it is a little freaky. That still doesn't give them the right to dump me, though. It's bad enough that the popular people used to hate me because I'm way cooler than they are. Now everyone does because they know I'm special and I'm different. It must bother them.

Kurt must have it worse than I do, but at least he has a girlfriend who loves him for who he is. And better yet, she's actually nice! Lance is always trying to hook up with me, but he's really crazy and possessive and I just don't really go for that. Besides, he hangs out with the Brotherhood. No matter how sweet he can be sometimes, he's one of the enemy.

I just wish he would shape up sometimes, like any other girl does. I used to know this girl who had a really cute boyfriend, but he was a total jerk. Then she kept waiting and waiting for him to change, hoping and praying that she would change him. He ended up dumping her because she was too needy. Humans can be really cruel, you know?

No matter how different people are and how much you want them to change, they won't, I guess. I'm just going to walk through walls for the rest of my life and what's so wrong with that? I'm not hairy or gross or in need of a shower. I sometimes leave my toothbrush in weird places, but that's it, I swear!

I'm the normal one. Everyone else is weird for wanting to hate us or trying to use our powers for their own benefit. I'm still just like everyone, using, being used, hurting, and being hurt. If no one can deal with that, I still have my real friends.