I woke the next morning to bright sunlight streaming in the window. Groaning, I rubbed my eyes once before finally opening them and taking in a room that was most definitely not my own. I was confused only for a moment before the events on last night came flooding back to me. Sure enough, Charles Xavier lay next to me sleeping peacefully. Smirking, I glanced at the clock on the table next to the bed. Shit! It was already two! I had already slept through all my classes today. Oh well. More surprising was that Charles had slept through teaching all his classes.
"Wakey wakey," I said shaking him lightly in an attempt at waking him.
"Mm, what time is it?" he asked groggily.
"I don't think you want to know the answer to that question," I grimaced as he immediately sat up and looked at the clock.
"Shit! I missed all my classes!" he cried
"Oh hey, me too," I said as an attempt at a joke. It seemed to work because he slunk back down. "It was one day. Besides, it's not like you have anyone to report to. You're the headmaster, remember?"
"Which makes the behavior even more inexcusable," he muttered.
"Well, what's done is done right?"
"I suppose. I suppose if I get ready right now it's still early enough to get that meeting in that I wanted to have."
"What meeting?"
"I've been thinking of making this a more equal opportunity school."
"Equal opportunity?" I asked confused. As far as I knew we had never turned anyone away from our school.
"I mean to say opening up the school to human beings without mutation."
"Oh," I said a bit in shock. I had always thought the idea of the school was to be a safe haven for children and teens with mutations. I wasn't entirely too sure why he suddenly wanted to mix the two and I couldn't exactly say I was too crazy about the idea. "Why?"
"This would be a wonderful opportunity for children with or without mutation to learn about each other's culture. The idea of segregating humans with and without mutation is like the idea of segregating humans by race. At the end of the day we're all still human beings aren't we?" He spoke wildly and I could see the passion in his eyes as he explained his idea. While it sounded like a good idea in theory, I still had my doubts. Non-mutated human beings could be really mean to ones with mutation. I had never really been on the receiving side of the abuse, namely because I could easily hide my wings, but I had heard of instances where some people were really hurt or even killed simply because they were different.
"If you think it's a good idea," I said warily. "I don't know. I could see it working well with the younger children if they're raised with the idea of embracing all sorts of people but I just think you could be starting World War 3 if you mix people our age. Well, my age," I amended.
"I'm not saying I'm going to run out and start integrating the school right now, Megan. It's something that can't be rushed into and deserves a lot of thought. That's why I'm calling a meeting with the staff today. I want to get their ideas on it and consider what our best course of action would be to start putting this into effect."
"Okay. I trust you and if you think letting 'normal' people into the school will be what's best for the school and the future then I think it's a great idea," I said with a smile, daring to give him a small kiss.
"I know you still have your misgivings but I think it's important to mix the two groups. We could all learn a lot from each other. I know you're nervous so your support means a lot," he grinned.
"Well, Charles, as much as I'd love to stay and hear you wax poetic on your views, I should probably start heading back to my own room."
"Good idea. I still need to call all the professors and inform them about the meeting."
"Better start working on your sick voice," I smirked before getting up to peruse through his closet.
"I thought you were leaving," he said confused.
"I don't think it would look very good to see a student coming out of the headmaster's room in her costume from last night," I said pulling out a shirt with the school's name plastered on it and a pair of gray sweatpants. "This should do," I said pulling them on quickly. Running to the bathroom I washed my face free of the remnants of last night's makeup. I pulled out my two braids and sloppily secured my hair into a ponytail.
"Much better," I smiled upon leaving Charles' bathroom. "I'm going to run back to my room now before anyone sees me. Good luck with your meeting," I said toting my heels in one hand, choosing to leave my costume behind.
"Wait!" Charles said as I had my hand on the door knob. "Meet me outside my office tomorrow night?" he said with a hopeful smile, looking very much like cheeky young man than the headmaster of a school.
"Charles Xavier, are you asking me to stay the night again?" I asked mock scandalized. He simply smiled deviously in response. "I'll be there," I said with a sly smile of my own.
"No goodbye kiss?" I smiled giving in to his request before quickly dashing out the door and down the hall. I didn't relax until I got upstairs near the dorms. At this point it looked like I could be coming from any student's room. While I wasn't exactly thrilled at the prospect of being caught doing the walk of shame, I definitely knew it was preferable to have people think it was with a student rather than the headmaster.
Dropping my heels on the floor, I finally got a chance to look at my phone. I had two missed calls from Annie and several texts. Whoops! I sent her quick text ensuring her I would meet up with her for dinner and fill her in on the details of my night after a shower. Boy did I have a lot to tell. Little did I know, Annie had some news of her own as well.
