Post by tudorrose on Sept 7, 2014 18:27:16 GMT
Xavier's school was unlike anyplace she'd ever been. She'd been aware that the building was expansive. But the sheer size of it blew her away. Her father was a professor at a college not far from their home. He had a considerable salary that allowed the Greys a moderate sized home in the suburbs. Xavier's however made it look like a shack. She'd joked that she'd need a map to get around.
Now, on her own and instructed to join Xavier in his office, she found that she was lost. He'd explained to her upon her arrival where to go in order to find his office. She'd nodded, yet she'd been so overwhelmed by all that was occurring that she now found she couldn't recall his instructions. She fidgeted outside of the door to her room, leaning against the sturdy wood as she tried to remember where she was supposed to head to.
Jean wondered briefly if she should just wait in her room for someone to find her. It might be better than the embarrassment that would ensue if she managed to get lost in the hallways. But she didn't want to seem pertinent or ungrateful by not following Xavier's request. She was thankful for all that the wheelchair bound mutant had done for her.
No, she had to venture out of the safety of her new room and try to find her way to his office.
Movement caught her eye at the end of the hallway. She turned, the end of her ponytail smacking her face in the process. She blew a stray strand of red hair away as she headed toward the stranger.
"Hey! Could you, uh, point me in the direction of Professor Xavier's office?" she requested, hoping that the boy knew where it was. He must be one of the other students, based upon his age. She took note of the sunglasses-like lenses he had over his eyes. Was it a fashion accessory? She assumed so, although she was unsure why he was wearing them inside.
Realizing that her manners had deserted her, she cleared her throat.
"I'm Jean. I probably should have said that first." She half-laughed, feeling a bit of color flood her cheeks in embarrassment.
Now, on her own and instructed to join Xavier in his office, she found that she was lost. He'd explained to her upon her arrival where to go in order to find his office. She'd nodded, yet she'd been so overwhelmed by all that was occurring that she now found she couldn't recall his instructions. She fidgeted outside of the door to her room, leaning against the sturdy wood as she tried to remember where she was supposed to head to.
Jean wondered briefly if she should just wait in her room for someone to find her. It might be better than the embarrassment that would ensue if she managed to get lost in the hallways. But she didn't want to seem pertinent or ungrateful by not following Xavier's request. She was thankful for all that the wheelchair bound mutant had done for her.
No, she had to venture out of the safety of her new room and try to find her way to his office.
Movement caught her eye at the end of the hallway. She turned, the end of her ponytail smacking her face in the process. She blew a stray strand of red hair away as she headed toward the stranger.
"Hey! Could you, uh, point me in the direction of Professor Xavier's office?" she requested, hoping that the boy knew where it was. He must be one of the other students, based upon his age. She took note of the sunglasses-like lenses he had over his eyes. Was it a fashion accessory? She assumed so, although she was unsure why he was wearing them inside.
Realizing that her manners had deserted her, she cleared her throat.
"I'm Jean. I probably should have said that first." She half-laughed, feeling a bit of color flood her cheeks in embarrassment.
