"Half way through," I thought miserably. I was in detention,which I've been dreading all day. There were only three of us there,not including Professor Logan. "Twenty minutes" I thought as I stared at the clock,willing time to go by. It WAS working, that is until Proffesor Logan saw me. He knew about my abilities,so he knows what I'm doing....or,WAS doing. I quickly looked back to my homework.
The last twenty minutes went by so slowly, it was like the hour starting all over again. I hadn't even spoken with my "Dad" yet, although he will probably have me on suspension,no matter how much he doesn't want to. Professor Logan kept watching me, probably making sure I'm not willing the time to go faster. Not that I would try THAT again, anyway. The last thing I need is a weeks worth of homework, Charles, and an angry Wolverine on my tail. My, though messy, black bangs began to fall into my face, so I decided to drop the home work and just rest. As I began to doze off, I thought about the days events. Just as I was actually falling asleep, the bell rang. It scared me so much, I whipped my head up, only seeing red. I closed my eyes. And, when I opened them again, instead of the half-billion dollar, one-of-a-kind painting, there was a scorched frame and two laser holes in the wall.
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Dark Blood
FanfictionThis story is part 1 of a series called dark blood. It about a girl named Nautika and her best friend Delilah and their life at Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters and the troubles they face. Will Nautika cope with her troubles?
