"So now all we need to think about is where you'll sleep," Mr. Xavier said, leaning back in his chair and clasping his hands. Mark bit his lip and Quinn stared at her black socked feet. "I don't sleep well with other people," she said.

"I know. Mark told me when you first arrived." Quinn shot Mark a looked and he shrugged slightly, an apologetic smile on his face. "I'm sorry but you may not share a room. I realize that you two have slept together in the past-"

Mark shook his head widely and Quinn's eyes widened. "No sir. No way. It's never been like that." Mr. Xavier raised an eyebrow. "Sir, I'm gay. It's never been a problem with Quinn and I together." Mr. Xavier paused before laughing quietly. "Children and their minds. No Mark, I didn't mean it like that." Mark blinked and then relaxed slightly, running a hand through his hair. Quinn placed her head in her hands, allowing herself a small smile. "Mark, you may be a friend and all, but you ever even think-" Mark laughed. "Nuh uh. No offense 'mare but never in your life." This time Quinn laughed and when she lifted her head Mr. Xavier was smiling at the two of them.

"I understand that you two would be able to sleep in the same room together but I have to decline that idea," Mr. Xavier told them. Quinn bit her lip. "I understand Mr. Xavier…" she replied quietly. She quickly flipped through a couple of ideas in her mind. "I could set up a camp outside. I wouldn't bother anyone there." Mr. Xavier shook his head. "You aren't staying outside," he said. "You will stay inside like the rest of us." He paused. "You could stay in the room your and Mark occupied last night."

"Is there a smaller room I could take? Two other's could take that room and I could take a smaller one." Mr. Xavier shook his head. "All the rooms are the same size. And maybe you'll grow out of your talking so we could possibly give you a roommate in the future." Quinn glanced away, doubting the idea. "So it's settled, Mark shall move in with Colossus and you shall stay in that room." He nodded. "Alright. Well it's supposed to be a beautiful day out so why don't you go and spend some time outside, meet some of the other students." With that he politely waved them out.

Stepping out of the door Quinn sighed. "You ok 'mare?" Mark asked. Quinn nodded slowly. "Tired that's all. I think I might go back to sleep…" Mark raised an eyebrow and felt Quinn's forehead. She pushed his hand away, rolling her eyes. "Get real," she said. "I'm not sick. I just slept really crappy last night."

"Maybe it was because your conscious was telling you that you shouldn't have thrown me into that clown filled black hole," Mark joked. Quinn looked him in the eyes and, to his astonishment, nodded. "I think so." She hung her head. "I really am sorry Mark…"

"Sorry about what?" Mark and Quinn snapped their attention to their one man audience. A blue fur covered boy was hanging from the ceiling. "I don't mean to interrupt," he said. Quinn narrowed her eyes and looked the boy over. Blue fuzzy fur covered his skin and a spiked devil's tail waved back and forth behind him. To Quinn he looked like a cross between an elf, a devil, and a smurf. "Vat?" he asked, the word bringing his German accent to Quinn's attention.

He suddenly disappeared with a 'bamf' and a cloud of smoke. He appeared in front of Quinn and she took a step back. He smiled. "Sorry," he said. "I didn't mean to startle you. I'm Kurt, but they call me Nightcrawler." He held out a three fingered hand. Quinn caught the glance Mark shot her. "Quinn, but they call me Nightmare," she replied slowly, shaking his hand. She looked him over again, surprised that he walked around the Institute like that. "This may seem like an odd question," she started. "But do you go out like that?" Kurt laughed and showed her a watch on his wrist. "No no. The professor gave me this so I can fit in outside of the Institute."

Quinn's eyes widened as he pressed the button and suddenly his skin was white, devil tail gone, with brown hair falling just above his shoulders. He smiled and raised an eyebrow slightly. "Vat?" Quinn glanced away and drummed her fingers against her leg. "Quinn?" Mark asked. "What are you thinking?"

"Kurt," Quinn said slowly. "If I asked Mr. Xavier, do you think that I could get one of those." Kurt blinked. "Why vould you need von?" he asked. Quinn stared at her. "You haven't wondered why I'm wearing a scarf over my face?" she asked simply. Kurt shrugged. "People have their secrets. It's not other peoples place to question them." Quinn smiled. "You're smart Kurt," she said. Kurt laughed. "Thank you."

With a sigh she quickly unwound her scarf to reveal her white tattooed black face. "I have wings too," she said blankly. Kurt nodded once, slowly, and smiled a bit. Mark stared at her and Quinn glanced at him. "What?" she asked."You've seen me before." Mark nodded. "Yeah, but only once or twice," he replied. "And I'm not staring, I'm just looking at you. I'm surprised that you've opened up to the people here so easily, and not just with Kurt here. I saw you and Caim walking back to the Institute. The fact that you're being so open to being around these people is… it's nice. It's good."

Quinn stared at her feet and shoved her hands in her pockets. "Don't think I'm going soft," she snapped. Mark laughed. "I'm not."

"Quinn, right?" Kurt said. Quinn looked up at nodded. "I'm pretty sure that the professor would let you have one. I'm guessing that he's already planning on getting you one."

At that moment the door behind Mark and Quinn opened and Mr. Xavier rolled into the hall. "Oh, hello Kurt." He smiled and Kurt gave a little wave. "Hi Professor. I just came to tell you that Jake, Caim and I are going over to the mall," Kurt said. Mr. Xavier nodded. "Go ahead, have fun. Be safe." Kurt smiled and looked at Quinn. "I'll see you later Quinn," he said, before waving and leaving with another bamf.

AN: Ok! So... sorry for not posting in a while. School just started and all that so I haven't had time. Also, sorry for this chapter being kinda long. I had to cut it so kind of the second half is going to be Chapter 17. And I apologize if none of that made sense...

Whoo hoo! I have a plot line! I know what's gonna happen I know what's gonna haaaaapeeeeeen! Yay! XD I can't believe it. I know what's going to happen and I'm not going to have to make sequels to do it. Ha! Oh wow... it feels good for once in my life having a plot for my story... Well I have a plot for Child Services but...

*cough* Yeah. Sorry for not posting in a while, for making the chapter long, and for writing a confusing AN...