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"New York, here I go."
This was the first time that I had traveled to another country and I was freaking out. But it wasn't because of the height or the eventual turbulence. No I was nervous because the lady beside me was reading an article with a headline that read Lizard boy found on the sewer.
She wouldn't stop cursing about it and say lots of other types of obscenities. And to make things worse, the other passengers were all agreeing with her.
"These anomalies are here only to disturb our peace! In my family there are no freaks like that. We have pure genes" She was almost shouting while the others agreed. What is a pure gene? That sounded like Nazi talk. I saw the headline with a picture of a green blur and a tail. It said that the boy is only eleven years old. He's just a kid! What had he done wrong? They had just published this because of his appearance.
And is that a crime?
What would happen to me if the people of his plane discovered that I was not "one of them", riot? Try to throw me off the plane before we even landed?
I couldn't stop shaking and very soon I was going to have to use that paper bag that was in front of me. Even with me as pale as a ghost, the lady beside me wouldn't stop her detrimental speech.
Attention all passengers, in a few moments we will be arriving. Please remain in your seats and fasten your seatbelt. I discovered that only the stewardess voice made the woman shut up. What would she say if she discovered that she has scales or another head? Maybe she would jump off the plane, just so not to get infected.
Even with the nagging stopped, I was still nervous. I knew that people had a wrong idea about us, but I didn't realize just how intolerant they actually were.
After what seemed a million years, the plane landed at around four pm and I saw myself in another dilemma: I'm all alone, and I don't know where I'm going, what do I do?
It was when I crossed the gates that I saw a familiar face.
"Hello Alice, do you remember me? I'm Ororo Munroe and this will be your other teacher, Dra. Jean grey." pointed to the red head woman beside her and she nodded at me.
"Nice to meet you Dra. Grey" I tried to smile, but even that was as shaky as I felt. She smiled and took my hands.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Alice. And please, call me Jean." She insisted. I felt a little more at ease with them. They both looked around, as if they were searching for someone.
"Where are your parents? We needed to talk to them about something…" but Ororo stopped when she saw that I couldn't look her in the eye. She turn to Jean just stared at her for a moment. It was at that moment I guessed that Jean's power must have something to do with reading minds. I could be wrong of course, it was just a guess.
"They…couldn't come with me" I lied, even thought I had a feeling that they knew the truth. They defiantly understood when the single tear rolled down my cheek
"It's alright. We'll take care of you now." Jean assured me, as she helped me with my bags. On the way to where I'd be staying for, what would probably be, the rest of my life, pointed out all the touristy sights in New York that we would see later.
Wow, this place is AMAZING! Was all I could think when we reached the enormous gates of the Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. It was kind of funny if you thought about it. I was almost flunking math and now I was in a school for the gifted?
In my opinion, this place was more a castle than a mansion. But what did I know? I lived in a shack compared to this place. And I was getting this from the outside, I hadn't even entered it.
"I take that you liked the mansion then?" A strong voice asked. It came from the main door, but I hadn't even noticed someone was there, let alone that I stopped to admire the building. I looked up and saw the same man that came to my house to tell me about my gifts, Professor Charles Xavier.
"Good afternoon Alice, did you have a good flight?" His voice was gentle and I knew that he was reading my mind, so I just showed him, instead of having to relive the whole situation by telling it.
"I see. Well, let's get inside, shall we? I need to discuss some important things with you" He went first and I followed, still mesmerized with the place. He took me to a room with Victorian decoration and large windows. Very nice, if I must say so.
I don't know how long we talked, but I can honestly say that the professor was a very patient man. He answered every single one of my questions, unlike when he went to my house and my parents bombed him with lots of stupid questions, like is there a cure? Or isn't she just going through a faze? Seriously, who asks that?
"I'll never go back to how I was, will I?" I asked. Now that the realization had dawned on me, I hadn't really thought it was real until now. Now there was no way to turn back time, no going back, thankfully he understood the meaning of my question.
"Alice, there are changes are for the good. You have an extraordinary gift in your hands. With the right guidance you'll be able to do so much good in this world. Don't think on what you lost; think on what you gain with it." He advised me. And though I was scared then, now I couldn't agree with him more.
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