My name is MiKayla Adams. I'm 17 years old and I've never been prone to attention. I live with a normal family. I have a mom… a dad and two younger siblings; a sister and a brother… their twins, unfortunately. I keep to myself. I only speak when my mind when it is needed. I'm kinda shy, if you hadn't noticed. I also like to write music. I play the guitar. I don't have any intentions of becoming a musician. I find it more as a hobby than an actual thought of my future.

I attend Bayview High School. I don't really participate in any of the activities. The only activity I do after school is gymnastics. It's not too competitive and I like it. It's kinda fun doing breath-holding flips.

Recently, I noticed a strange power that I have discovered not too long ago. I can possess people's thoughts. It's a little different than actually reading minds. I don't know how, but I can just look at someone and they come under my control. It's so weird.

My parents have found a nice place for me to stay at so I can control this newborn power. My mother says I'll make lots of friends there. She also says the students there are just like me. They have powers and they also want to know how to control it.

I sulked. I put my elbows on the little compartment for the air bag in front of me. I really didn't want to go to a place where I didn't know anyone. Bad enough that their all freaks… like me. Who knows what will happen.

"Oh cheer up, 'Kayla. You'll do fine at this institute." Said my mom cheering me up. Easy for her to say, I thought, she's saying that so I don't suspect that she's happy that I'm leaving because I always fight with Mariah (my little sister).

Eventually, we stopped at a place that looked like a mansion. There was a huge gate on the perimeter of the place and a sign on the gate said, "Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters" I frowned at the sign. Yeah, I'm gifted alright, I thought.

My mom rolled down the window and there was some sort of intercom. Like what you would normally see at a mansion. I ignored the conversation my mom had with the voice on the intercom. I just wanted to jump out the car and make a run for it.

Once inside, I saw a man in a wheelchair. I didn't want to think it but… the sign said '…for gifted Youngsters' not '… Special Youngsters'. Yes, that sounded mean, but it's true.

"Hello, welcome to Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. You must be Brittany Adams. Nice to meet you Brittany." Said the man in the wheelchair, holding his hand out to my mother. "It's finally nice to meet you Professor Xavier." Said my mom, shaking hands with 'Professor Xavier'.

"This is my daughter, MiKayla."

"Ah, so this is MiKayla! It's very nice to meet you MiKayla" He said, very happily. I smiled back politely.

A girl with red hair came down the main stairway. She was very pretty. She has nice hair, I thought; wonder if I can borrow her conditioner.

"Jean, perfect timing. This is our new student, MiKayla Adams. MiKayla, this is Jean Grey." Said Professor Xavier. Jean smiled at me. I smiled back.

"It's nice to meet you, MiKayla." She said.

"Likewise." I said in return.

"Well, I see you're in good hands here." My mom said as she was leaving.

"C'mon, I'll show you to your room." Said Jean.

Once I got settled to my room, which seemed like 5 football fields away, I decided to take a little stroll around the place. I know I might not make it back to my room, but I'll take that risk. I am willing to take the risk! Sorry, my mind just gets all excited for no apparent reason. If anyone knew the real me, they would think I'm crazy. That's why I keep to myself all the time. I turned up my iPod so I could tune everything out around me. I know that's not a good thing being in a place you don't know, but I don't care.

Eventually, I got to the main hall again. There was only one thing left to do… RUN DOWN A RANDOM HALL! Well, not technically running. More like picking a way to go. That was my mind going crazy again.

I soon got into the song I was listening to. I once took a multiple intelligence test and one of the intelligences I am strong in is Musical/Rhythmical. That's true because I play the guitar and I love music. My other strong intelligence is Intrapersonal. That's also true because I love to get to know myself more. Weird how personality tests do that.

My favorite song at the moment came on. I really started to focus on the song more than where I was going. I then ran into something hard. I froze for a minute to let the sudden pain stop then I stepped back and looked at what brick wall stopped me. Well, it wasn't a brick wall but it was a man. A man with dark blue hair and a very nice build. He obviously didn't look very happy. I stepped aside. "Sorry. It was my fault. I wasn't looking to where I was going." I said hanging my head down.

The man didn't say anything. He just kept walking. Rude much, I thought.