All It took was a Boy, and his stare. (Xavier X fem!OC)

Chapter 1: A New Beginning

I woke up on a Tuesday morning to get ready for school. I'm a junior at my high school, many people assumed I skipped a grade when I bring up that I'm 16 and a junior. I wish I was that smart, but the reality is that my birthday is right after the school year starts. So, I went into junior year being 15, a week later I turned 16. It's weird, I know but hey I didn't pick to have a weird birthday. I head down to the kitchen where my mom made me breakfast along with my meds. They're these pills that are supposed to balance and regulate my mood, so I don't keep having flare ups or at least ones not as bad.

"Good morning, Ivy. I hope you slept well, I'm so glad those pills seem to be working for you. You've made it all the way to junior year without a flare up I'm so proud of you." My mom smiles at me after her remark of my lack of flare ups. I will admit I am proud of myself that I got off my high horse and agreed to these pills. They have helped a lot and I almost feel like my life is normal, almost. Today however, I had a bad feeling in my stomach, but I brushed it off and assumed it was because I skipped dinner and haven't eaten yet. I sit down and begin to eat, smiling happily since my mom made my favorite, a breakfast bagel sandwich with fresh fruit. Once I get done eating, I pack up my bag and head out the door, giving my mom a kiss goodbye, my dad had already left for work. Me and him currently aren't on speaking terms ever since he insulted me and blamed me for him and moms fading marriage. I left my car keys on the table as I decided to walk to school today, it was a nice crisp fall morning,

My high school is pretty decent in its subjects and staff, the only thing horrible about it is the food. The day went by slower than usual, each block felt longer than the last then finally came my final block of the day and my least favorite. Fucking P.E why is it even in high schools? Most of high schoolers these days are working a job and can afford a gym membership. Today we were doing dodgeball, also my least favorite game but we were playing it since it was a day before our weeklong break for thanksgiving. I went into the locker room and changed into my gym uniform that is 2 sizes too big since they were the only ones left at the first day of school. The game soon started, and I see kids left and right getting out and brought back in, getting out and getting brough back in. I never got in or out because I stood in the corner where no one could hit me or so I thought. I felt a ball hit me on the head and I fell to the ground, seriously why do they make us use the most painful balls during this awful game? I get back on my feet and see my school bully, Gavin laughing with his friends.

"Hey blowtorch! What's wrong? Did that ball rattle your brain too hard and it fell out?" He laughed his annoying ass laugh that makes me want to cut off my ears. I then feel myself getting a mixture of angry and scared, I quickly start to head for the exit to head outside before getting covered in my fire. That's when Gavin grabbed my hair and pulled me to the ground, suddenly I'm brought back to when I was 5 and my 10th birthday, the fear of not knowing why that boy was touching me for or why that boy decided to ruin my cake. It was all too much to handle, and I felt my body get hot I start seeing my flames form around me and the sound of Gavin screaming as his hand burns. I look up at him and see his whole body engulfed in bright blue flames, I start crying realizing what I had done. Gavin rolls on the ground, covering his eyes as his clothes and hair get melted into his skin, his screams blood curdling. I scoot back, the flame crawling up the floor causing the smoke alarms to go off, along with the sprinklers. The rest of the students run out of the gym, one of the alerting the principal. Looking at Gavin, I see he's no longer on fire, but he is definitely dead considering he is now melted to the floor, his bones being exposed. I stand there, my breathing heavy as I've never actually seen someone after they get engulfed, usually they are completely gone or like the other boy they die later on, and I don't see them.

"Ivory Law! What have you done to my son?! Gavin Gav- Oh Jesus, he's dead! YOU KIILED MY SON! YOU MONSTER YOU ABSOLUTE MONSTER!" The principal bursts into tears, kneeling next to his deceased son. The word "monster" echos in my head, I'm not a monster, I'm not, I didn't mean to kill him. I DIDN'T MEAN TO KILL HIM. "I.....I didn't want to kill him..." is all I'm able to mutter out in between my tears and hiccups. The principal stands up, looking at me with fear and fury. "It doesn't matter Law; I have given you and your family too many chances and look where that got me? I'm no longer a dad because of you! As of today, you are expelled and never allowed anywhere near this campus ever again. Get your things and get out! Your mother will be getting a call from me as soon as all this damage is cleaned up." He begins to choke up, his eyes getting filled with tears going back towards his son. I grab my bag, my clothes and go to clean out my locker. I throw out most things and leave my books outside of the library. I leave out the main door and start walking home.

I slowly approach my front door, assuming my mom had already gotten the call. I open the door, not even saying anything placing my bag and things next to it. I see my mom, in tears with the look of disappointment and total fear on her face. Next to her is 3 suitcases and 4 boxes. "M-mom...why are there suitcases and boxes on the kitchen table?" I look at her, she takes a deep sigh, the air becomes thick between us. "I... I got the call from your principal. I am very disappointed and scared of you Ivory." She's never called me by my full name, she's always called me "Ivy" or "Vee." "I have enrolled you into Nevermore Academy. It's a boarding school where they...take care of people like you. People with special abilities. It's in New England and they can't wait to meet you. You leave in a few hours, so I suggest you collect some extra things you want to take and wait outside for the bus to pick you up and take you. Goodbye Ivory."

Those were the last words spoken to me before she quickly locked herself in her room, violently sobbing and calling my dad. I head to my room to see if there's anything I want to take that isn't already packed. I sit down on my naked bed, looking around at my now empty room. I stay there for a while eventually getting up and picking up some random things to take. One of which is a photo of me, mom, dad, and my brother Zach. I missed him so much and wish he were here with me, but he passed away when I was 10. Mom and dad never told me of what or how.

I sat on the curb with my things waiting for the bus. The wind blowing and people walking by, getting scared to even look at me. Maybe I am a monster and maybe, just maybe this new school will be good for me. I hear some tires screech to a stop, and I look up to see a dark purple bus saying "Nevermore Academy" on the side. I stand up and step on to the bus, looking back at the house I once called home and I waved goodbye even if my mom wasn't outside to wave back. I go and I sit in the back, putting in my headphones and listen to my favorite song over and over again on this 2-hour bus ride.

Here's to a new beginning, I guess.