"(Y/n)," Professor X was the next person on the screen, "I believe I'm the last person to give my message. I've seen many minds, and many mutants in my years, but you will always stick out to me. When you thought you were dangerous, or doubted yours...
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Chapter Four: Midtown High
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Gripping your X-Men necklaces tightly, you resisted the urge to run the charms up and down the chain to soothe your anxiety. You were going to be just fine, you could do this.
You stepped into the first public school you'd be going to in almost eight years. Recalling the map of the school you'd been sent with along with everything else, you also kept track of the locker numbers to find your way to your locker before going to class.
"Rise and shine, Midtown Science and Technology." Midtown had a news show and the female host - Betty, it said under her - greeted everyone with a clearly fake smile.
"Students, don't forget about your homecoming tickets. Do you have a date for homecoming?"
"Thanks, Jason, but I already have a date."
"Okay."
You couldn't help but chuckle at the news report. Homecoming. It didn't feel like something you would go to, despite the "normal high school experience" it would give you. Maybe if you could make a few friends you could go with a group, but socializing was never really your thing. Even surrounded by mutants you didn't make close friends outside of the X-Men.
After tracking down your locker you put in your combination and dropped off the books you wouldn't need until later to relieve some of the weight in your backpack.
"Are you (Y/n)?" A cheery voice asked. You turned to greet a beautiful girl with darker skin and naturally styled dark brown hair, "I'm Liz. I'm a part of the welcoming committee, so, welcome!"
"Thanks," you smiled. There was something inherently kind about her that calmed your nerves.
"So where are you coming from?"
"A private school upstate, but it's not as exciting as it sounds," you lied through your teeth. Every day was an adventure at Xavier's.
"Well, I'm sure you'll feel differently after braving public school for a while," Liz beamed, "I'm Captain of the Decathlon team as well, so I'll see you at practice later. If you need anything or have any questions, track me down and let me know."
"I will. See you later," you waved as Liz left. That was a very different introduction than the one you got at Xavier's. There, they gave you a room and tested your mutation to see where you feel on the power scale assigned to mutations. You began as a Beta but were bumped up to Alpha when you trained further and it became clear that the blue in your hair was not an obvious signifier of your mutation.
