Note: Hi! So test time's over at school, so I've gotten a bit of spare-time on my hands. That means I'll try to put together a couple of chapters during the next couple of weeks. This chapter includes a nice little twist which will continue in the next chapter. Enjoy reading!
A bar, just outside New York
"A beer please", I said to the waitress. "No, wait. Give me the strongest whiskey you've got", I quickly corrected myself. "Sorry sugar. I can't serve you anything", said the not so pretty waitress while chewing on a gum. Of course she couldn't. I hadn't even turned 16 yet. I don't know what I was thinking. The emotions kind of had me thinking I was in a teenage TV-show. It was kind of embarrassing. If Pietro ever heard about this, I would never get a moment of peace. This thought reminded me, that I forgot to mention the little detail of me going on the road to the guys. But then again, they probably didn't care.
I stayed at the bar for a while, even though I couldn't order anything else than bottled water. I was really angry at myself, and I couldn't stop thinking about my own stupidity. Acting like Pietro and the others, was exactly why Kitty always stayed away from me. She said herself at the football field: "And to think I actually liked you". I was such a fool, and I had ruined any hopes of a relationship with the girl of my dreams. So what to do now? I had concluded that I was an idiot without any real friends. I searched for ages for a "but", but it wasn't there. I climbed my bike and took off again. I had no idea where I was going, I just rode down the freeway. I drove towards west, but due to my miserable geography-grades I had no idea which state or town I was heading into.
After an hour and a half a sign told me, I was in New Jersey. For the first time on my little road-trip a voice in my head told me to return to Bayville. I had no where near enough money to stay at a hotel, and as far as I was concerned I had no family in New Jersey. I could only think of one place where a 15 year old mutant would be welcomed with opened arms, but I had a feeling that when that mutants name was Lance Alvers, the welcome greeting wouldn't be very friendly. But really, I had no choice.
As I reached Bayville, I realized that my trip had been totally pointless. All it had gotten me was a billion-dollar gas bill. I got to the Xavier Mansion gate without any idea of what to do. Was I suppose to knock on the metal bars? Or should I just run away while I still had the chance? One thing was for sure: I wasn't entering that gate before had a 100 percent allowance from an X-Man. I had seen what the defense system could do to people way to many times to do something that stupid.
"Hello?" I asked in a voice so low, no one would be able to hear me. I heard a voice inside my head: "Come in, Mr. Alvers". The gate opened and I entered it nervously. I was met by professor Xavier, before I could enter the house. "I am perfectly aware of what happened today at Bayville High. And thanks to my telepathic abilities, I am also perfectly aware of why you did what you did, Mr. Alvers", the professor said in a calm voice. He paused and I could feel that he was trying to give me a chance to speak my mind. I had a lot I wanted to ask him, but I couldn't get a single word across my lips. Xavier drove his wheel-chair up next to me and guided me towards the giant fountain in the middle of the incredibly large garden. "Love", he began, "can be an incredible thing. It can also be a source to bad and regrettable actions. I don't believe that anyone should be judged 100 percent on actions performed while being in love". He didn't look directly at me, but I could sense a smile on his lips. "You are very welcome to stay here, but please, grant my students time to accept you as one of them. After all, you did nearly brake mr. Summers's leg", he said, still smiling but for the first time with an accusing tone in his calm voice. "I... I'm just really sorry... For everything", I said. "Thanks for the offer, but I don't belong here. Please tell Kitty... I'm... Sorry", I said. "Where are you gonna go? I doubt you're very wanted at the Brotherhood residence now. You did disappear for quite some time. And during this amount of time my X-Men had an encounter with you're friends. They lacked your assistance", the professor said in louder voice. "Mr. Alvers, I won't tell you what to do, but I strongly recommend you stay for tonight. You are welcome anytime", he said, then he turned around and drove towards the mansions front door.
I kept going over the pros and cons in my head but I was simply too tired to think about this anymore, so I made a decision. I walked up the stairs in front of the front door and entered it quickly before I had a chance to change my mind. I walked several steps before I realized, everyone was looking at me. No one said anything for a while. Then Scott's voice broke the silence. "You!" he yelled, as he was trying to run towards me. This was a little hard for him, because of his busted leg. "Relax, man. I'm sorry for today. I wasn't thinking straight", I said. "Get outta here now! Or I'll..." Scott said, putting his right hand on the side of his sunglasses. "Oh yeah?" I said as I pushed my right foot to the ground, creating a minor earthquake. "Stop it!" Jean yelled and stepped in between Scott and I. "Scott, he said he was sorry. Now give it a rest", she said. "Now uh... Lance what are you doing here?" She asked as she turned around to face me. "I uh...", I really didn't now what to answer to this question. I'm broke, have no place to stay and have absolutely no friends at all, so I'm staying at your place for now? The streak of stupid things to reply to Jean going on my head was interrupted by the professor who had entered the room without anyone noticing. "Good evening my students", he said, "please welcome our newest student, Lance Alvers". He turned around to look at my choked face. "Lance Alvers... Welcome to the X-Men".
Note: That's it! I hoped you enjoyed it. As I wrote in the beginning this story will continue with more chapters which are still to be written. I will try to find some time in a not too distant future. Thank you very much for using your time to read my story. Reviews are always appreciated.
