"Your real name," Logan said.

"That is my real name," Wolf argued, "I never knew my parents, and they never named me, so I chose my own name. Why? Don't like it?" He stared into Logan's eyes, waiting to see his reaction.

Logan smirked. "Don't get so defensive, kid. Wolf is fine. Bobby, Johnny, and Kurt will be your roommates, so they can show you to your dorm now. After you get settled in you will need to report to Professor Xavier's office for your schedule and a short tour of the school."

"Alright."

"Do you want me to carry your bag?" Bobby asked, a bit too cheerfully for Wolf's tastes.

"I got it," he answered with a slight snarl.

Bobby took a step back, not quite sure what to do. Inwardly Wolf smiled. Yeah, this guy would be no problem.

Johnny laughed, and Wolf turned to look at him.

"Which way do we go, John?"

Johnny grimaced slightly. "Please, call me Pyro. The dorms are this way."

Pyro led Wolf down a hallway, with Bobby following behind.

"Nice hair," Pyro commented, "Did you dye it like that?"

Wolf's hair was mainly red, going through three different shades from the top of his head to his neck. There was a distinct blond star at the peak.

"No way, man," Wolf said with a grin, "I would never go through that trouble. It's natural."

They arrived at a door and Pyro led Wolf in.

"That bed in the corner is yours," Bobby said, pointing.

"Alright," Wolf said, plopping his bag on top.

Then there was a puff of smoke in front of him, and for a split second Wolf went into a defensive position. Then he recognized the scent and relaxed, and a second later Kurt appeared in front of him with a BAMF!

"Boo!" He yelled, but when he saw the smirk on Wolf's face instead of terror he pouted. "Ach, I didn't scare you?" He had a thick German accent.

"You did for a few seconds, I'll give you that," Wolf answered. "So, you can teleport?"

"Ya," Kurt said, grinning, "But only to places I can see or picture in my head."

"Impressive. That must be useful."

"It is. Vat's your gift?"

"Gift? Is that what they're calling it now? Well, I'm sure you'd like to know what mine is, but right now I'd just like to know where the professor's office is."

Pyro smirked. "I'll take you there," he offered, "It'll take me out of class for a few more minutes, anyway."

"Wolf, get over here. I need to talk to you before class starts."

Wolf rolled his eyes and walked over to where Logan was waiting.

"Yeah?" He asked, looking bored and observing Logan's sigh of annoyance.

"All of your teachers have told me that you've been acting up in class. You've been speaking out of turn, swearing, and challenging what they say. It's your first day here! What are you trying to do, prove how tough you are? All that's gonna do is make enemies out of everyone. This school isn't like other places. You can't do whatever you want, and you won't be able to run the place."

Wolf glared into Logan's eyes. We'll see about that. "Are you done?"

"Just watch your attitude, because you're in my class now and I don't put up with that kind of BS. Don't mess with me."

"Whatever. You gonna give me detention? Real threatening, especially in a boarding school where I have no personal life to be taken away from and no homework to do yet."

"In my detention you work, as in washing dishes or cleaning bathrooms and desks or doing whatever else I can find for you to do. And just in case you didn't know, this school has a different discipline policy than most. Some punishments won't work on some mutants. That means the teachers are allowed to use corporal punishment if they think it's necessary."

"So slap my wrist and get it over with."

"Trust me, it's worse than a wrist slap. Anyway, class needs to start, so just watch the attitude, okay? Go join the rest of your team now."

Wolf walked back to stand next to Pyro, a smirk on his face. Sure, these teachers must use that "corporal punishment" threat a lot, but when it came down to it they probably never carry it out. He wasn't worried at all.

Pyro looked at him questioningly when he was back. "What was that about?"

Wolf shrugged. "Nothing. He was just going on about my attitude."

Pyro frowned. "Hey, with the other teachers I would ignore it too, but with Logan you gotta be careful."

Wolf looked at him. "Seriously? You're scared of him? He looks tough, but he can't be that bad. No teacher is that bad."

Pyro looked down and shrugged. Wolf stared at him some more, trying to figure him out. Pyro had actually been right with him in acting up in class earlier. They both argued with teachers and had desktop football games. Why was he acting so subdued all of a sudden? And why was he acting so embarrassed?

Pyro looked up again, blushing, and started saying, "His punishments are worse. He-"

"Pyro, Wolf, pay attention," Logan interrupted, "Class is starting."