Where Do I Belong? (x men fantasy. after x-men the last stand.)

"Aryan, darling?" I heard my stepmother calling from the kitchen. "Get down here this instant your going to be late for school!"
Allow me to introduce my stepmom. She is pure evil! She hates me. She hates kids period! She even hates her own son, Mark, who's five years old. Me and Mark get along great. He has my attitude about everything. He even doesn't like his mom. Once he called her a witch, I laughed and we both got slapped in the face.
Anyways, she's what you call a "Gold digger." I think she only married my dad because he owns a company that sells his invention, human rights products. Let me shed some light on his invention.. Everything he creates and sells has a quote that involves praising humans and/or dissing muntants. I find nothing wrong with muntants. I look at them as humans with special talents. My dad looks at them as "Mutants: Monsters who kill." That's the new brilliant quote for his line of coffee cups. It makes me sick really.
I got dressed into black skinny jeans, a cute shirt (should be the chapter picture), my red and black headband, and my black converses.
I walked downstairs and poured a bowl of apple jacks cereal. Today was my first day at Mt. Summers High in Alaska, which is where we moved to over the summer from Ipswhich, South Dakota.
At school I went to the front office and got my schedule. Great, I thought, I have algebra two first..
I admit even though I don't look like it I'm great at school, considering I disrespect the teachers and students, my grades are straight A's.
"Hi!" this blonde said walking up to me. "I'm Mari, Mari Martin, and I'm part if the welcoming committee. What's your name?"
"Aryan. I didn't know welcoming committee's were real." I said not stopping for her. I hate her peppiness.
"Of course they are, Silly! Anywho, do you want me to show you around? As president of the welcoming committee it is my job to waste, uh, sacrifice my time to help the new kids."
Well I know what type of person she is now. She's the type that builds her reputation to make herself look good to the new students, when really she's a total b(tch.
"No thanks, I'll fid my own way around." I said with a smirk.
"Fine." she said and walked away.
I sighed and looked at my schedule. Room 414 Hallway 4. I looked upand saw that I was down hallway 3. I guess the odd numbers are locker hallways and the even's are classroom hallways. I put the stuff I didn't need into my locker and walked around the corner to find myself face to chest with a tall guy.
"Watch it!" he said and shoved me back.
"Watch what? I can't see through walls!" I yelled back looking up at him. He had short brown hair with green eyes. He was a tall muscular guy who looked like he would be a perfect match for, uh, what was her name... Oh, yeah Mari.
"Whatever." he said and shoved past me.
If the rest of my high school year is like this, then this is my hell on earth.





I'll get into the powers thing in the next chapter, I promise. Tell me what you think. I'll continue whether you like it or not, so....