A/N: Well, I got it up a little later then I wanted. AP exams I had to get out of the way and finals are the next two weeks. I hope you enjoyed the last chapter and this one. Tell me what you think, I love to hear any of it.
Birds chirping aroused Alexis from her light sleep before the scream of several alarm clocks started. She kept her eyes closed, but she could hear people moving around her now as they all filled out of their beds heading for the bathrooms. As the teenage girls returned to their bedroom to get ready, Trans could hear the whispered comments about her.
'Look at the way she's dressed. You'd think she just came from a pig farm.'
'What smells in here? Do they keep garbage for bed stuffing now?'
'They'll take anyone in these days.'
There were much worse comments, but none of them fazed the emotionless girl. She just kept her eyes shut, keeping track of everyone's movements with her hearing. Once the last sounds had stopped, and the useless banter out of even her heightened hearing did she get out of the bottom bunk. Looks like they already don't like me. Well, I'll give them a reason not to like me. She thought, glancing out the window. A wide forest stretched out for as far as she could see, and a smile crossed her face.
"I know where I'm going." After her midnight snack or first meal in many days, Alexandria was still full. Her body was accustomed to not eating for many days at a time. Breakfast just didn't sound like the place for her. She sighed and started out of the room. She knew she smelled and she was covered head to bare toe in dirt, grim and many other things she didn't dare mention to the faint of heart, but she didn't care. "I am the way I am because I had no choice." Thinking her words over, she knew she was wrong on some accounts.
No, I really chose the life I lead. Well… actually still lead. She thought as the staircase came to an end and screaming children of all ages ran to and from the direction, she remembered as the kitchen. Many of the younger ones didn't pay her much attention and the ones that did quickly moved on without a word. It was the older students who would stop and stare at her or talk with their friends. The ones who watched Alexis were quickly introduced to her death glare. Those who were brave enough to stare back didn't last long- most of them turned their heads quickly and went on their own way as soon as they could.
"People are all the same. Mutant or not." Trans muttered under her breath. Standing at the bottom of the stairs, she waited until she saw a familiar face. When the white haired woman saw her, she smiled and walked over to her.
"I was worried when I didn't see you at breakfast this morning," the smile never left her face. "Are you hungry?" A stoic expression greeted the question back. Storm only smiled wider and nodded her head in understanding. "Let's go and see about getting you a class schedule."
"Ah, Storm, I was looking for you." A man with red tinted glasses that went straight across his face walked over. He was taller then both of the women he was by. Short brown hair hung only about two inches off of his head.
"Scott, I was just coming to look for you." Storm replied the smile still on her face. Does it ever leave? Alexis thought sarcastically. The man nodded to Storm, his hands held behind his back.
"I have some errands to do for the school today, so I need you to get to know Trans here and get a schedule that would fit her." The man nodded his head as Storm excused herself from the two of them and walked off.
The man Storm had called Scott turned to Alexis. He nodded at her, not quite smiling, but not unhappy. He looks like he has a lot on his mind. Like he's still trying to recover from something terrible. With brown eyes narrowed, Trans took him in analyzing everything she could about him. He shifted his weight under her gaze, but he seemed used to it and cleared his throat.
"After you're done taking into account everything about me, we'll move onto you." A growl reverberated around the foyer. Scott's brows furrowed as one slender eyebrow arched up at her. A few seconds later the sound stopped and Alexis calmed herself down.
"You will not tell me what to do." Her voice was rough around the edges, her features calm, eyes lit like a fire was during within them. Defiance raged through her body, radiating through the room over Scott and anyone else who walked through the foyer staying along enough.
The man seemed unaffected by it. "Let's start with your name." He said ignoring what was going on around him. Alexandria crossed her arms over her chest, only not in the normal fashion. One arm was laid over top of the other, like a snake coiled. Scott's eyes narrowed. He seems like he's been through this before with others. Maybe I'm not the only one of my kind – yeah right.
A few minutes of tense unease past between the two of them, sighing Alexis shook her head. "My name is Alexandria, but I go by Alexis. You can call me Trans, though, or Alexis whichever I don't care." She replied. Scott nodded his head.
"Well, that's a start. My name is Scott Summer also known as Cyclops." Trans held back a laugh.
"Is that because you have to see through that one strip of red glass?" She asked her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Or is it because of your powers. Let me guess, your eyes shoot something, probably red because of the color of the lens, and without the glasses you would destroy everything in sight?" The man nearly took a step back before he stopped himself not wanting to give up any ground to the girl.
"Or something like that," he replied with a cynical smirk on his face. "Now, guessing from your codename, Trans, you have the ability to turn something from one thing to another."
"Or something like that." Alexis mocked, making her face look just like his. Two can play at this game. Scott didn't seem to like being blatantly mocked by someone like her. The thought only made her look cockier. Let him think I'm off guard. Just try something. I'll teach you the rules of the wild soon enough. Alexis had already put this man on the list of people she didn't like. The hated list outnumbered the liked list by at least two hundred to one.
The roar of a vehicle sounded out through the foyer and into most of the mansion around them. Scott rolled his eyes and ignored Alexis for a few seconds to mutter something under his breath.
"Damn, idiot. I told him not to touch my bike again." Trans smirked. Sometimes I love what I am. As the noise died down the man turned back to face her.
"As I was saying, now that we have that part out of the way, I'll show you to my office and we'll get a schedule that suits you, so that means talking."
Alexandria shook her head. "Hell no-" A door was slammed loud enough to be heard from where she was standing. Glancing at Scott, she could tell he didn't hear it as well as she did. Keeping her head from turning to where the source of the noise came from, she stared at Scott, not letting her gaze waver from his.
A few seconds later, a burly man stormed into the room. Trans' nose twitched at the potent stench of alcohol. Black hair stood up on his head, his face hadn't been shaved in many days, his frame walked like that of a sober man when he didn't smell like it, his shirt stretched across his shoulder, blue jeans hugging his taunt legs. There was a light click, click almost unnoticeable to normal ears, the sound of metal hitting metal. As the man neared the two of them, Alexis' nose twitched even more as she tried not to breath. Scott turned to face the man, now that he was close enough.
"Now nice of you to come back, Logan." He could obviously smell the stench of him now as he cringed away from him.
"The last time I checked, I didn't have to report to a Boy Scout." His voice was huskily, almost to the point of being hoarse. Scott's mouth was left half way open like he was going to say something, thought better of it and stopped.
Alexandria stared openly at the new man; Scott had called Logan, since she had nothing to fear. Logan looked back over at her, huffed and started up the stairs.
"What are you staring at?" The question came out more like a threat, and Alexis took it as one. The man huffed again and pushed past him. Turning her shoulders to one side, she avoided what would have been a hit shoulder to shoulder. He didn't seem to like it and muttered under his breath.
"Damn kid." Alexis chuckled as she watched him over her shoulder go upstairs. He was staring back at her with the same cold, hardened eyes until he was out of sight.
"Don't mind him. He has mood swings." You don't have to lie to me. I know you're lying. She huffed.
"As you were saying." She continued not letting up on her sarcasm. "I don't want to go to school. Just a place to rest and eat will do."
"No." His voice was stern, not going to except any other answer. An inhuman growl echoed across the foyer again as Alexandria's response came.
