Note: Hi there! Here is the third chapter of my story. I hope you have as much fun reading it, as I had writing it. I will start right away with the fourth chapter.

Xavier Institute For Gifted Youngsters, 07:01 AM

I woke up to noise that reminded of a bus terminal on a busy day. People were talking very loudly, and it was as if you could feel the stress in the air. I got up from the bed very slowly, because of my need for several more hours of sleep. I'd had a hard time sleeping, due to my extreme anxiety. Sleeping at the Xavier Institute was like sleeping in the middle of battlefield. I kept waking up with the feeling that someone was closing in on me to make my sleep permanent. Naturally, I was just being paranoid. The room was indulged in a beautiful light as the sun shone in the tall window on the southern wall of the room.

It took a great amount of will (and a lot of hunger) to make me go down the stairs towards the kitchen. The kitchen was very crowded and I hoped that maybe I had a chance not to be noticed. But of course that was wishful thinking not to mention very unlikely. After only a couple of seconds all noise in the kitchen faded. The looks of everyone in the kitchen turned my way and a sudden need to disappear into thin air bottled up inside me. I tried to ignore their looks as I made myself a bowl of cereal. I was about to sit down at the long table in the middle of the kitchen, but I realized that the only seat not occupied was next to Wolverine. Suddenly my appetite faded away and the urge to get out of the incredibly large mansion was increased. I threw out my untouched cereal and put the bowl in the dishwasher. I then exited the room as I realized what a bad idea living at the mansion really was.

I was so angry with myself as I walked by the large fountain in the middle of the yard. Then a voice emerged behind me: "Not feeling very welcome here, huh?" The voice was Kitty's. "I'm sorry I freaked out on you the other day", she said. "Don't be... I really just... Messed up", I said. "There's no excuse for my behavior, but before I leave I just wanted to say that I only did what I did to... Impress... You", I said, looking down on the ground like a five-year-old kid who had just broken a window in an accident. "Well, you would have impressed me a lot more by just not acting like a total jerk, Lance", she said and I could hear that she was still angry with me. "I know, but you don't have to get excited about it. I'm leaving this place right now, for good", I said. "Lance, don't you understand why I care? I care because I like you", she said and I met her eyes instead of looking down on the ground. "I like you for who you really are. When you are not among your Brotherhood buddies", she said. I suddenly realized how beautiful she really was. Her silky, long brown hair, which she always wore up. Her hazel eyes which, now that I looked closer, seemed to have tears in them. "And how do you know who I really am?" I said with a tone of skepticism. "I can see it whenever you're not around Pietro and the other guys, you're not like them. You are a good guy... just misunderstood", she said and sealed off the sentence with one of her divine smiles. She had me the second she said I was a good guy. "Please stay, Lance, you could be one of us, an X-Man" she continued, "we could be together too", she ended her sentence after a short pause. I spotted a tone of red in her cheeks. "Kitty, I...", I began, but I was completely tongue-tied. She approached me slowly and smiled again. Then she kissed me on the cheek and a burst of heat culminated in every single inch of my body. For a second, I felt like I was going to faint on the spot. "I'll see you inside right?" she asked and giggled at my incapability to speak at all. I finally compelled a: "Definitely".

This was simply unbelievable! Could this really be true? The only that stopped from pinching my arm, was my phobia for clichés. I was ecstatic and nothing could ruin my mood. Not even Cyclops's constant muttering about me being an X-Man, and the ridiculousness of this, had an effect on my temper. I spend the entire Saturday just walking around the grounds without really talking to anyone. This probably wouldn't seem like a very enjoyable thing to spend a Saturday, but just being alone with my thoughts, was now like being in heaven.

The only exception for my "Not-Talking-To-Anyone-At-All" was Dr. Hank McCoy, or Beast as the other students in the mansion seemed to call him. He didn't seem to have a grudge against like everyone else in the mansion. I talked to him about physics, about which he was very stunned I knew anything about. "And that's why the Americium-241 shoots of Helium molecule and becomes Neptunium-237... And as we already know the Q-value a negative reaction is always Endothermic...", he continued and I was surprised that I understood what he said. "That's very impressing, Mr. Alvers. I wasn't aware, you knew anything about Alpha-decays", he said, looking at me with a very confused face. "Well, I grew up next to a library, and really there was nothing else of interest in the town so I started visiting the library. Turned out the entire fiction department had burned down. Thanks to those couple of years I haven't got kicked out of school yet", I said, grinning at the blue, fury person, who was standing in front of me.

After continuing our discussion about physics, (now moving on towards Gamma-radiation) Beast mentioned, that Kitty was on a field trip, to gather some herbs for Biology. As an idea struck me, I asked him if he knew where she had gone to. Beast told me that she was in Reily Forrest, and I was off, down towards my motorcycle. I wanted more than anything else, to spend time with her, the love of my life.

Note: That's it! I hope you'll continue reading along as I write more chapters. Thanks for reading and now for the total cliché: Reviews are always very appreciated.