A/N: Sorry it took so long to get this up. I only have one final left to go. But my screen is almost dead so typing very much is difficult, but I'll try to get the next part up as soon as possible, I promise. I hope you enjoy. Oh, also sorry about any mistakes.
"Enough," Scott commanded, his voice raising so much, students who were close stopped what they were doing and looked at the pair. Alexis just glared down at him, her arms still folded over her chest. "I will not have anyone speaking to me like that."
"He's finally breaking."
"Yeah, after everything that's happened in the past few months, he's finally losing his cool."
Alexandria heard the muttered words from across the room, and her eyes narrowed into slits. So I was right. He is trying to get over something terrible. Letting her arms fall to her sides, she sighed and shook her head.
"Whatever. Let's go to that office of yours and talk. No need to embarrass yourself any more then you have already." The man didn't seem to like her comment anymore then the students who had stopped to watch what was going to happen. There were mutters and glancing around the teenage girl took in stock of just how many students were assembled now. Damn, I must be losing my touch already. I only noticed a few of them come in- not this many. She didn't let her surprise show on her face about the revelation she discovered, only let Scott lead her through the halls past the students to his office.
Again, Alexis paid attention to every detail as Scott showed her to his office. She dismissed everything that couldn't be of any use in combat or used or some other mean of defending oneself or others-the latter of which Trans rarely ever did.
"Here we are." The brown haired man stopped at an unmarked door and opened it for the teenage girl. Alexis looked into the room before backing in, her back to the room so she could still see the man. The gesture caused a slight look of confusion on Scott's face for a second before he followed into the room allowing there to be plenty of room between them so that Alexandria didn't feel to crowded.
"As you can see it's not much of an office, but it suits me just fine," Scott smiled at her, is hands placed once again behind his back. Alexis stood facing him, the seat and the desk behind them now, her arms crossed over her chest, one folded over top of the other instead of intertwined. "The only thing I really need to learn from you is your school records." Had Charles been alive it would have been so simple just to go into the girl's mind and find the needed information without having to fight to get it out of her.
"Than all you need to know is that the last grade I was in was the seventh grade." Of course, that was nearly ten years ago. I'm sure that education has changed a lot. My skill level in school is probably much lower than even in seventh grade now.
"How old are you?" The question was simple enough, only Alexandria wished she could answer it truthfully. I've been nearly the same age for years and just started aging again.
"Fifteen I believe." She responded, shifting her weight slightly so that her weight was distributed equally. She watched the man's face take in the information with just a slight nod of the head.
"You're only two years behind, which is easy to catch up with on the schedule I can put you on." Tans shook her head.
"You're wrong. That was almost ten years ago." Scott's eyes widened slightly before he was able to get himself back under control.
"And yet you haven't aged? Is that apart of your powers?"
"I have aged. Two years as I traveled the wild to get here from Arizona. Before hand, yes it was the product of one of my powers that I didn't age," as the man began to open his mouth to ask another question, she raised her hand slightly to silence him. "No, it was the only time and I refuse to tell you why I was in a coma."
One side of her head started itching as her matted brown hair scratched up against it. A silver scar ran down the side of her head, laced in with her hair. The urge to scratch the itch was nearly overwhelming, but Trans resisted.
"Well, this is an odd predicament, indeed. The best thing I can do for you, Miss Alexandria, is to put you in the lowest level classes we have available. While we do have younger students here, I do not think it would be wise to put you with students whom are not your own age." He stopped talking for a few minutes as he sat down at the desk, turning to face a computer monitor. The printer geared to life within moments and Scott removed a freshly printed piece of white paper.
"Here you go," he said standing up. "This is your schedule." He handed her another piece of paper from a stack beside the printer. "This is a map of the school. It has everything you're going to need to find." The man came from behind his desk back over to where Alexis was still standing, now with two pieces of paper in her left hand.
"I'll show you to the lost and found closest so you can pick out some new clothes. Then go take a shower and head to the class where the time fits. They'll be expecting you." Trans nodded her head as she followed Scott out of his room and back down the hall only further into the mansion.
She could see into some classrooms where students were either intently watching their teachers, or not paying any attention whatsoever. So very much like any normal school. Great, that means more fights for me. She thought sarcastically.
Scott stopped and opened up a small walk in closest. "Feel free to take anything you need." With that, he left her, a quirky smile on his face. Trans huffed and shuffled through the clothes looking for a pair of short shorts much like the ones held up by a dead vine around her waist. She didn't find any that she liked, so she found a pair of black slants.
"I can rip these off where I want them." She muttered to herself as she threw the pants over her shoulder and looked for a tank top. She found a couple in much the same styles of colors she liked-dark. She grabbed them; taking note of which ones she would make into a mid drift and which ones she would leave long. As she went to leave the room, she caught sight of a pair of nicely made wind breakers; she grabbed them and headed out of the room, shutting the door with her foot.
Well, I'll have to steal or buy me a new pair of gloves, but its better then nothing. Heading back up to her new place of living, the smell of alcohol invaded her senses again. Damn, I'm surprised he could even walk with as much as he had to drink. The smell alone is enough to make me throw up. The smell wasn't as strong as the direction she was walking away from, which meant he had gone up one more flight of stairs. Good thing too.
It didn't take her long to find the showers, only it took forever to get all of the grim and dirt off of her. She watched as the water ran black down the drain. As she looked at her tanned skin, she shrugged to herself. Alexis had gone through four washcloths to get herself clean. They too, like the water, were black. She tossed them out of the shower as she found a spare shampoo and conditioner to face her hair with.
After her long shower, the first one in two years, she climbed out and dried herself off, leaving more dirt on yet another white towel. It'll take months to get all of the dirt off of me. Why should I care though? Quickly dressing, she went back to the room, Storm had showed her to less then ten hours before and left her new clothes on the bed, the old ones, she had to throw in the trash.
Alexandria was still wearing her old gloves, not willing to part with them yet. Turning, she glanced around the room, taking in the personalities of the people she was staying with by their bed space. She just shook her head, looked at an alarm clock by the bed closest to hers, then looked at the paper.
"Okay, let's see. It's almost ten now. Jeez, I took a long shower. Or that man, one eye freak just talked forever. I missed first and second, so I need to get to third, which is…Oh God English." She glared down at the piece of paper looking at the map and finding the number of the classroom.
This is just great. She headed out, for the classroom, ignoring anyone she saw, which wasn't much. After a few minutes, she saw the door come into view. Trans stood outside of it for a few minutes watching the students inside and the teacher. Repressing a gulp, she knocked on the door, the only form of etiquette she knew. A voice called out telling her to come in. Opening the door she stepped into the classroom, with the entire class staring at her.
Again-This is just great.
"Ah, Miss Alexandria, Scott said to be expecting you. Please, sit down in an empty seat and we'll continue with today's lesson." The students were still staring at her, and the teenage girl glared back making the weaker ones turn away from her as she headed to the closest empty seat she could find. A few students tried to introduce themselves to her, but she ignored them as she stared out the window-one with the perfect view of the woods. Oh, how I wish I was out there. Anything could be better than this. But this is what I wanted-right?
