Chapter Three: Life is Like a Jasmine Flower, it Smells so Sweet, but is Taken for Granted
Logan walked slowly through the woods.
It was six o'clock in the morning. Nobody was awake. He was alone. He wondered if that was a good thing.
He sighed. He was at the edge at the Japanese gardens. They reminded him of something. He wasn't quite sure what that something was.
Suddenly, his heightened senses caught a sent. He knew it, but he couldn't remember were he knew it from.
He un-sheathed his claws, and walked slowly towards were he thought the person was.
It was the new kid who had arrived at the school, Jubilee, asleep and soaked on a bench, with a jasmine blossom in her lap.
He sighed, and unsheathed his claws. He walked p to her.
"Hey, kid," he said. She remained asleep. "Kid," he said, nudging her. 'kid, wake up!"
Her eyes flew open, and she quickly grabbed his hand, twisted it, and pushed towards him, breaking it.
"Hey!" he said, grabbing his wrist as his newly broken arm slowly began to heal itself. She blinked at him, uncertain of who he was for a moment, and then her eyes grew wide.
"Oh my God! I am so sorry! I didn't know - - I mean, I thought you were someone else! I know who to set a broken arm, too, if you want."
"Chill," he said. "It's already healed itself."
He held up his arm.
"That's my mutant power" he said, bringing it back down.
"How'd you learn to do that, anyway?" he asked sitting next to her.
"Well," she said, "When you're a sixteen year old who's just run away from home, you learn stuff over the next three years."
"You're nineteen?" he asked. 'I thought you were Kitty's age."
"I was Kitty's age when my parents died," she replied. " I make myself look younger then I really am- - people less suspect you when you're on the streets that way."
Logan stared at her for a moment.
"Where'd you get all those street smarts from, kiddo? I wish someone had taught them to me."
Jubilee shrugged.
"People…and…well, you wouldn't know her, so it doesn't matter," said Jubilee. She rubbed her eye and sneezed.
"Was I out here all night?" she asked, sneezing again,
Logan shrugged.
"Guess so," he said nonchalantly.
"Gee, thanks for your wonderful apathy," said Jubilee, sneezing again.
"We should get you inside to see the professor and Hank," he said, getting up.
"Hank?" questioned Jubilee.
"Our little doctor here," said Logan.
Logan walked slowly through the woods.
It was six o'clock in the morning. Nobody was awake. He was alone. He wondered if that was a good thing.
He sighed. He was at the edge at the Japanese gardens. They reminded him of something. He wasn't quite sure what that something was.
Suddenly, his heightened senses caught a sent. He knew it, but he couldn't remember were he knew it from.
He un-sheathed his claws, and walked slowly towards were he thought the person was.
It was the new kid who had arrived at the school, Jubilee, asleep and soaked on a bench, with a jasmine blossom in her lap.
He sighed, and unsheathed his claws. He walked p to her.
"Hey, kid," he said. She remained asleep. "Kid," he said, nudging her. 'kid, wake up!"
Her eyes flew open, and she quickly grabbed his hand, twisted it, and pushed towards him, breaking it.
"Hey!" he said, grabbing his wrist as his newly broken arm slowly began to heal itself. She blinked at him, uncertain of who he was for a moment, and then her eyes grew wide.
"Oh my God! I am so sorry! I didn't know - - I mean, I thought you were someone else! I know who to set a broken arm, too, if you want."
"Chill," he said. "It's already healed itself."
He held up his arm.
"That's my mutant power" he said, bringing it back down.
"How'd you learn to do that, anyway?" he asked sitting next to her.
"Well," she said, "When you're a sixteen year old who's just run away from home, you learn stuff over the next three years."
"You're nineteen?" he asked. 'I thought you were Kitty's age."
"I was Kitty's age when my parents died," she replied. " I make myself look younger then I really am- - people less suspect you when you're on the streets that way."
Logan stared at her for a moment.
"Where'd you get all those street smarts from, kiddo? I wish someone had taught them to me."
Jubilee shrugged.
"People…and…well, you wouldn't know her, so it doesn't matter," said Jubilee. She rubbed her eye and sneezed.
"Was I out here all night?" she asked, sneezing again,
Logan shrugged.
"Guess so," he said nonchalantly.
"Gee, thanks for your wonderful apathy," said Jubilee, sneezing again.
"We should get you inside to see the professor and Hank," he said, getting up.
"Hank?" questioned Jubilee.
"Our little doctor here," said Logan.