I was still getting used to the place. It was really big, though. I had found the kitchen, a couple of other bedrooms and a bathroom. Man, I think they need to set up a map on the walls for me. I don't know where my room is. I think I'm lost. I was obviously all alone with my iPod. I already listened to all my songs, so I turned it off and tried to find my way back to by room.
Geez, it's like a creepy haunted mansion in here, I thought. When you're all by yourself in a mansion you don't know, you would feel quite freaked out as well.
Then I heard footsteps or something following me. I turned around… but no one was there. Creepy! I kept walking, a bit paranoid by now. I made sure I walked a little slower. I wanted to hide somewhere. I heard the noise again. I turned around and still… no one there. My heart started racing then. Alright, MiKayla, keep it together. Don't flip out on me, I thought. I started walking again and there went the footsteps. This time… above me? This time I checked all four sides. Up, down, right, left. North, south, east, west! There was absolutely no one there. This was getting freaking. I looked behind me one last time. I sighed. I then turned around and saw a face in front of me. I screamed and fell backwards. I fell right on my butt.
The person in front of me was a boy. A boy with blue hair. He started to laugh. "Oh, I'm sorry, but you should have seen the look on your face!" he laughed. He had a German accent which was kinda cute.
I got up, embarrassed but angry, and walking right past him. "Hey, wait. I was only joking. I didn't mean to scare you." He said, sounding like he really didn't mean it.
"Yeah, well, I didn't think it was very funny." I said, obviously annoyed.
"Look, don't be mad at me. I was just playing around." He said walking in front of me. "Let's start over, okay?" he said, smiling innocently. Okay… that was kind of… cute, I thought.
"Fine, I'm MiKayla Adams." I said holding my hand out.
"I'm Kurt Wagner. Nice to meet you MiKayla!" said Kurt, happily. "So MiKayla, are you new here?"
I nodded. "That's awesome! So what's your special power?" he asked. I hesitated.
"I'm not exactly sure but I think I can control people." I said, thinking for a second.
"That's cool." He said, smiling. It went silent for a second. I looked away, blushing. This guy is so hot, I thought. Then it came to me.
"So, what's a girl like you wondering around the Institute all alone?" he asked, flirtatiously. I looked at him like he was crazy.
"I'm lost. I was taking a walk and now I'm lost. Gosh, this place is big. Next time… I'll make sure I'll bring bread crumbs or gummy bears." I said that last part under my breath.
Kurt laughed. "Funny and cute. Don't worry, I'll help you."
I froze in my mind. Did he just call me cute, I thought. Well, I can say the same to him, but I don't think I can see him in my future.
He eventually showed me a way back. Well, not really. I just remembered the rest of the way.
"That's so weird! My room in right across from yours!" said Kurt, happily, pointing to the door literally across from my room.
"Great…" I said sarcastically.
"Hey, there's no need for sarcasm." Laughed Kurt. I smiled at him. Then he stopped, looking into space like he remembered something. "Hey, have you met everyone yet?" he asked, quickly.
I shook my head no.
"Well, hold on!" he said. He grabbed my wrist, gently and for some reason, it felt like I was poofed from existence. When I opened my eyes, I was outside… in the backyard of the mansion, it looked like. I looked around and a whole bunch of people that I didn't know were playing tennis.
"Oh, sorry, startled you didn't I?" asked Kurt.
"Uh, yeah. Kinda!" I snapped, still a little shaky from the whole experience.
Then a red-headed guy with ruby red sunglasses on ran over to us.
"Hey, you must be the new girl. I'm Scott Summers. It's nice to meet you." He held out his hand to shake. I obviously shook back.
"Scott, this is MiKayla Adams." Said Kurt, excitedly.
"Well, then it's nice to meet you MiKayla." He said nicely. I smiled nervously. I told you I was shy.
"Do you want to join us in a game of tennis?" he asked. I politely shook my head no.
"Oh c'mon! It'll be fun!" encouraged Kurt.
"Hey, if she doesn't want to play, she doesn't have to!" snapped a girl with a country accent.
"Yeah, Kurt. Like, stop harassing the poor girl." Said a preppy-like voice (What? You know how Kitty says 'like' a lot!). A girl with dark brown hair and another girl with reddish-brown hair with white bangs came over. "Ignore him. Kurt can be a pest." Said the brown haired one. "I'm Kitty Pryde. It's nice to meet you, MiKayla."
"Hey, I'm Rouge." Said the one with the white bangs. Interesting name, I thought. "That's Jean and Evan over there." She pointed over at Jean, who I met earlier, and an African-American kid, like me, who has blonde hair. They were both in a serious match of tennis.
"So, who's winning?" I ask.
"I am. Unfortunate on Evan's behalf." Said Jean.
"Hey, it's not my fault you're so athletic. I'm not into tennis. Skateboarding is more of my thing." Said Evan, running back and forth on the court, making a desperate attempt of hitting the ball.
"10 points. Jean wins." Said Kitty.
"I want a rematch!" cried Evan.
"Sorry, Evan. Rules are rules. No rematches." Said Scott, almost laughing.
Later that night, I had to go meet Professor Xavier in his little "study" room. It was kinda creepy because he told me in my mind. Geez, telepathy is freaky!
"Ah, MiKayla, there you are. It's time for your first training session." He said. "These sessions will help you use your newborn powers for good and it will also help you control them."
An African descent woman with white hair came into the room, along side with a masculine man that I bumped into earlier.
"Hey, aren't you the guy I bumped into earlier?" I asked him.
"Yeah, your point is?" he asked, seeming uninterested or unemotional. I didn't respond in return. Instead, I made a face that said, 'Ok, I see how it's gonna be.'
"Well, then. This is Storm and that's Logan. They'll be helping you train, also." Said Professor Xavier. "Now, without any further ado, let the training begin."