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I've been at this school for 2 months. I was brought here by professor X when I almost drove my foster mother insane, after a pretty heated argument. I never liked it there anyway.

Growing up, I always knew I was different. I could hear things that other kids couldn't. I would know things about people that they had never told anybody. I could feel more emotions in the space of a minute than any human could. After seeing a psychologist, they told me it was it was bipolar disorder. They gave me pills but of course it didn't work.

I never knew my parents. I was out into the foster care system when I was just a baby, after I was found in a church. There was no trace of where I came from or who I was. They didn't even know my name. So I was given one. Florence. I don't have a last name. That would require an actually family. Something I don't have.

I've been thrown around from foster home to foster home since then. Charles came and got me when I was 15. I'm now 16.

The day I was brought here was the one of the worst days of my life. The last foster home i was in was the worst one yet. She was so controlling and abusive. She would never miss the chance to tell me how worthless I was. Then one day I guess I just snapped. She was shouting at me for 5 straight minutes because I accidently smashed a plate. Usually I'm good at ignoring It, but something changed that day. I just screamed back at her and by the end of my rant, she was curled up on the floor, holding her head and rocking back and forth.

Charles told me that it happens to mutants when they reach a certain age; their mutations activate or something. It's triggered by an emotion, and I guess mine was anger. That woman really pissed me off.

After having it explained to me multiple times by Charles and Hank, I discovered my mutation was mind manipulation. I have the power to control and read the mind. This allows me to not just hear what people are thinking, but to actually feel what they're feeling, and see what they've seen too. It was pretty scary at first. For about a week I had to wear ear plugs to drown out all thoughts I could hear, but after learning to control it, it's pretty amazing. I try not to use the mind controlling part of my ability too much as it drains me alot. I also don't really like it. It just feels wrong. But I know it's there if I need it.

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Although this school still teaches us the basics, like English and maths, we also have training for 3 hours everyday. Kind of like our version of PE.

It teaches us how to control and use our abilities to defend ourselves. With all the mutant discrimination in the world, we never know if there's going to be an attack, and we have to be prepared.

Even though my ability is awesome, it's not very practical in a fight, so for that, I have to use my human abilities.

I've always been pretty good at fighting. Growing up in foster care, you have to be. If you aren't, you just get torn apart.

When I got to the school, I started working on my combat with some of the others who are in my position. I've made a few friends too. May is my best friend. She has the ability to make things grow at rapid speeds. She can literally make a sapling turn into a fully grown oak tree in seconds. It amazes me every time.

We have combat training with a couple of other kids. I'm one of the best in the class. We get partners to fight with based on your ability, and I almost always win. The only time I ever lose, is when our trainer decides to pick on me. Alex Summers.

He's one of the original X-Men that fought along side Charles and Hank a couple of years ago, along with Banshee. All the other guys are really nice, except for Alex. He must let the whole 'I helped save the world' thing go to his head. He acts like he's so much older than us too, but he's only 18. He can be a right ass when he wants to be. And it's always aimed at me. Today was no different.

May and I had just arrived to the training field when I saw him.

"Oh god. Sergeant Arse is here already." I roll my eyes.

"Yeah, what's his deal with you anyway. Anybody would think you'd tried to kill him in a previous life or something."

"Maybe I did. I wouldn't blame myself if he was like this."

"What's he feeling like Today?" May would often ask this about people. She knew I could feel emotions, and would often ask me to do it before approaching somebody.

"Well, he's not happy I'll tell you that."

"Brilliant." She says, sarcastically.

As we walked up to the rest of the group, Alex looked up at me.

"Florence, you're late." Of course he would only pick me out and not May.

"Actually it's only 5 to, so we're early." I retaliated. I often did this to get under his skin. It just made him more annoyed, but he already hates me, so I might as well have some fun with it.

"Don't talk back to me again. Now grab you're things. We're gonna start with some one on one combat. You're with me." Oh great.

I sent May a 'help me' glare, but she just shrugged her shoulders and went to stand with her partner.

"Okay guys, I want you to focus on your strength today. No weapons aloud. Just you're own force." Oh even better. I'm up against a 6 ft tall guy who hates me. Not to mention how huge his muscles are. I mean, he's easily the strongest guy in this school. I can see his biceps flex every time he does push ups, from across the field. Not that I watch him of course. That would be weird.

We got into a space and faced each other. It was pretty obvious I was going to lose, but I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of hearing me give up. Besides, maybe today might be different. Or maybe not.

"Ready." Was all he said. He didn't even give me a chance to answer before he started running towards me. Within seconds he had practically picked me up and thrown me onto the ground. He didn't hold back at all.

"Oooww" I glanced at him with my most evil death glare. He just stood there smirking. If I wasn't just floored by him, I would think it was kinda hot. NO. Snap out of it Florence. You have to focus.

"Get up. We're going again." I didn't want to accept he had won. So I got straight back up, dusting off my legs.

As soon as we were back in positions, he charged again. This time, he fell right down with me, holding my arms down at my head. I couldn't move. He was practically lying on top of me.

"You need to focus." He said like he didn't even care his face was inches from mine.

"And you need to get off me so I can get back up and kick you're ass." I don't know what I was saying. I obviously wasn't going to win, but I get defensive when I'm losing. Alex just huffed in disbelief. That boy gets right on my nerves.

Then something hit me. He said ''use you're strength''. That doesn't necessarily mean physical muscle strength. I had had other strengths. One of them being my speed. I was pretty fast when I needed to be.

When we got back into out positions for the third time, I waited for him to start running before I turned around and did the same. I looked around for somewhere to run where I would have an advantage, and I spotted the tree. The tree May had grown only a few days ago outside of our bedroom window so that we could sit out on the branches at night after curfew.

After running for a few minutes, I turned back to check if Alex had even followed, and sure enough, he had. He was fast I'll admit, but I was faster. I got a lead on him which gave me time to turn around the corner towards the tree and climb up it without him seeing me. I made sure I was well hidden in the branches before he turned the corner.

I could feel the confusion in his head when he couldn't see me anywhere. Then he came to a stop just underneath the branch I was currently on. What a fool.

I jumped off the branch and straight onto his back, the force sending him to the ground, with me on top.

"What the hell was that?" He was annoyed. Not angry, but annoyed. Almost like he was more annoyed he lost than me cheating.

"You said 'use your strength', and my strength is my speed, so I used it."

"Oh very clever." He rolled his eyes and smirked. But not an evil smirk like usual. It was a playful smirk. It looked good on him. And had his eyes always been so pretty? Wait. Stop. Not now Florence. You hate him, remember?

"So I guess I finally beat you." You said as you got off him and stood up. You turned around and started to walk back towards the training field when you felt something pull on your feet, sending you falling to the ground.

Alex now hovered over you, like you had been a few moments before. His hand held both of yours above your head, whilst the other was to the side of you, holding himself up.

"Looks like I won again." He smirked, filling your stomach with butterflies. How was this happening.

"That's not fair. I won. You can't do..."

"Don't turn your back on your enemy." He said. It was firm, but soft at the same time.

"So you're my enemy?" I asked, meaning alot more than just training.

"No." Was all he said back.

"Then why do you hate me?" I need to know. I could read everybody's mind. I could know what anybody was thinking, except for Alex. It was so frustrating.

"Who said I hated you?" Seriously.

"It's a little obvious. You always pick on me. You always make me fight you when you know damn well I'm not gonna win. Whenever you see me, all you feel is anger and frustration. If that's not hating somebody, then I don't know what is." If been holding that in for a while.

"You know, for a girl who can read minds, you're not very good at reading them." What did he mean by that?

"Look, I can't read your mind, okay?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean I can't read your mind. I've tried but I just can't. You're the only person I can't read and it's frustrating. So please Professor Summers, tell me what you think of me."

Without a word of warning, Alex crashed his lips onto mine. At first, I didn't know what to do. Was this just a prank? Was he just doing this to get in my head? Was this just him trying to make a fool out of me again? But even though this might have been the case, it felt good. After a few seconds, I kissed back. I didn't know what I was doing. In my head, all the alarms were going off, reminding me of all the times Alex has been a jerk to me. But I couldn't stop.

I couldn't help but kiss back. Our lips moved in perfect harmony, like they were meant for each other. I tried to move my hands, but he still had hold of them, and I couldn't get them free. His other hand grabbed my waist and squeezed it. It's a good job we were at the side of the school where nobody else was, or this would have been very awkward.

I kept wondering how long it had been. It felt like hours, but it had only been minutes. I didn't want it to end, but at the same time, I had never been so confused.

To my disappointment, the kiss ended when Alex lifted his head up, staring me in the face. I must have looked really shocked, because he just smirked at me with those perfect lips. I went to speak, but he shushed me with his finger.

"You want to know what I think of you? I think you're the strongest person I've ever met." Whattttt.

"What? That makes no sense. If you thought that then why are you always such an ass to me?" I was expecting him to get mad at me for calling him that, but instead, he just chuckled.

"Honestly, I don't know. Every time I see you i just feel angry. Not at you." He quickly added when he saw how offended I was.

"Angry at myself." What was he going on about. How could I make him angry with himself.

"From the minute I saw you, I fell in love with you." Love? Is he serious. This is like something from a romance novel.

"You're so different to any other girl I've met. You're not afraid to say what you think. You're not afraid to stand up for what you believe in. You're not afraid to fight for what's right. I wanted to walk up to you and kiss you that first day we met. But I knew I couldn't."

"Why couldn't you?" I was so confused. Not saying that it wouldn't have been weird if a stranger came up to me and kissed me, but he could have spoken to me at least and Introduced himself.

"Whenever I was around you, I lost control. My emotions went all over the place, and I couldn't concentrate. I don't like not being in control."

"Yeah, I noticed." I said, looking up to the hold he still had on my hands.

"Right, sorry." He said, slightly flustered as he let go of my hands and sat up. It was weird seeing him so nervous. It was adorable. He stood to the side of me and pulled me up so that I was now facing him.

"So, I turned my nervous feeling into anger. It's the only emotion I know how to deal with. With anger, you can just shout and fight. It's easier."

"Not for me or everybody else around you." I say, looking down at my feet.

"I'm sorry." He said as he lifted my chin up gently with his fingers.

"I'm sorry I've been such a jerk. I just didn't know what else to do."

I chuckled, "Then maybe next time, instead of tackling me to the ground, talk to me?" We both started to chuckle now. He stopped and started at me intently and smirked. What was he up to?

"Do I have to talk to you?"

"Ummm... isn't that the point?" Had he just ignored the whole conversation we had just had.

"Can't I do something else?" He stepped close towards me. I got what he was hinting at, but I wanted to tease him. All these weeks of torment; he deserved it.

"We should get back to the group." I smirked at him.

I turned away and walked toward the tree trunk to turn the corner, when a pair of hands grabbed my waist and pushed me gently against the tree. Alex towered over me and it was almost intimidating. He just stared at me as he stepped closer, our faces only inches apart.

"They won't miss us." Was all he said as his lips came crashing into mine again. This time, I was prepared and I laced my fingers through his golden hair, pulling him closer towards me. His arms were snaked around my waist in a strong hold. I felt his hands travel down to my thighs as he lifted me off the ground effortlessly, wrapping my legs around his torso. He pushed me against the tree so that I couldn't move anywhere. His kiss getting deeper and deeper.

I felt his tongue brush my bottom lip as he begged for entrance. I remained the stubborn girl I am and denied it. He grunted and squeezed my bum, surprising me enough to open my mouth, allowing his tongue to push in. Electricity was literally running through my body. I had never felt like this before.

Only minutes later, Alex pulled back and rested his forehead on mine.

"Well this is going to be awkward to explain." Was the only thing I could think of to say.

He pecked my lips before dropping me back down to the ground and taking my hand.

"No it won't." I looked at him surprise.

"I mean look at me. It was only a matter of time before you fell for me too." He flashed his smirk at me.

"Who says I've fallen for you?" That was a total lie and he knew it.

I had fallen for Alex Summers.