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Frightened and exhausted, the young woman ran up to the main doors, falling on them when she reached the steps. Breathing heavily, she looked behind her to see if she could see anyone in the darkness of the driveway and surround trees. Once catching her breath, she knocked rapidly on the door, wiping her still flowing tears away.
“Hello, is anybody there? Please somebody, open the door. Please!” She yelled as loud as she could while banging on the door. “Help!” she screamed at it. As she was about to give up hope, the door opened, revealing a dark skinned woman with perfectly white hair. The woman looked at her sympathetically surprised.
“Please,” the girl continued quietly, “help me.” The girl stepped in and wrapped her arms tightly around the woman, crying into her chest.
“It’s okay, it’s okay. Everything is going to be fine,” the woman kindly stroke her tussled hair as other children began to crowd at the door to watch. With caring eyes, the woman looked at the girl. “Come in,” she took her hand and led her into the building. As the woman led her down the hall, the girl hung her head as she hid her tears from the children as she passed them.
At the end of the hallway, they reached a room wherein a man in a wheelchair sat in front of a large wooden desk, speaking to another man who wore a kind of eyewear she had never seen before. Looking around the room she took notice of her surroundings.
“Professor, she came to the door just now,” the woman spoke to the bald man in the wheelchair. He smiled warmly at her and she hid her face, lowering her eyes.
“Thank you Storm,” he nodded to the woman who had brought her in. Placing a gentle hand on her shoulder, the woman turned and left with the tall brown haired man following behind her.
“Welcome,” he smiled again, as the door closed behind her. “Come in, it’s all right,” he motioned towards the cushioned chair to his right. Biting her lower lip, she took a seat.
“My name is Professor Charles Xavier, you’re at my school for the gifted, or mutant high, as some of the students have so aptly dubbed it.” The girl seemed more interested at this. “The woman who brought you in here was Storm and the man who left with her was Scott, also called Cyclops. They are both mutants, as are all others here. You’re not alone.” The girl looked up at him.
“How did you…”
“I am a telepath. I am able to read minds, among other things.” For a moment, she tried to control her thoughts so he couldn’t read them but soon realized that this was impossible. ”It’s okay,” she heard him inside her head and looked up, his warm eyes shone back at her. “Well,” he paused slightly, moving a bit closer to her, “now that I’ve told you about me, why don’t you tell me a little bit about yourself.
“Why don’t you just read my mind, I’m sure you already know all about me.”
“Because I’d like you to tell me yourself if that’s all right.” She hesitated, and then began to speak.
“My name is Mya, Mya D’Angelo. I’m from Canada, a small town called Pickering, in Ontario. It took all the money I had left to get here…” The Professor listened carefully as she spoke, watching her carefully. She began to feel the tears well up behind her eyes.
“Mya, if it’s too hard for you, I can read your mind. You don’t have to say it. Or if you would rather we do this at another time…”
“No, I’ll tell you.” She continued her story of how a band of anti-mutant protestors had found out about her and her family and burned her home down with her family still inside, then sought out the rest of her extended family else where and continued to do the same.
“All I have left is an uncle in Tennessee, and he doesn’t think to highly of mutants either,” Mya tried to crack a smile. The Professor chuckled to himself cheerfully. Just then, a teenaged girl walked in with long gloves and two white locks of hair at the front of her head. When she saw the Professor, she smiled.
“Mya, this is Rogue, if you plan on staying here, you’re more than welcome to stay with her and the others in her room.
“Hi Mya,” she reached out a gloved hand and shook Mya’s, “Welcome to Mutant High.” Mya laughed remembering what the Professor had told her.
“Thank you Rouge, please help her if she needs.”
“Sure,” she smiled as she led Mya out the door, closing it behind her.
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