Good afternoon, I'll be your transfer student for today

[xp_wallflower]

Does anyone ever write a good first introduction? There's always that whole 'God, what am I going to say?' moment of awkwardness, isn't there?

Do I put 'Hi, my name's Lauren.' or 'Hey, this is Laurie and I'll be your new transfer student for today'? That last sounds like I should be saying something along the lines of 'Do you want fries with that?' though. Which is funny, because I was only talking to my friend Helen last month about how I couldn't decide if I wanted to get a part time job at McDonald's or not.

I can still do that, right? Because, much as retail is not exactly my 'career choice of a lifetime', it does give me money for things. (Clothing, a car when I get my driver's license. Okay, maybe not a car but one can dream.) And it beat wearing a chicken suit and standing outside a department store selling their 'crazy prices'. On the minus side, my hair will smell like fries at the end of the day.

So, as you may have realized by now, being psychic (It's funny because it's true! At least of some of you, anyhow.) my name is Laurie. Okay, it's really Lauren but only my Mum calls me that, and only when she's truly peeved at me. (Breaking the best china vase playing tag with the dog levels of peeved.) I'm a transfer student from the local high school (Go Salem Center Rams!) Wow, that sounded special. Truly, I do not win at Cheerleading. Always knew there was a reason I picked cross country running instead.

I assume at this point, it's probably a good point to tell you what my mutant power is. I do this thing with pheromones, don't really understand it much myself right now, something to do with how I smell, affecting people physically. Um, people who know about this kind of thing and are good with the explaining of such, help?

Anyway, that's me. I guess I'll see you all in class at some stage, or around.

Comments

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

Morning, sweetie!

Everyone play nice with Laurie or Paige comes to beat you up. The end.

[x-forge.livejournal.com]

Oh darn, if I'd have known that particular caveat, I'd have been all sorts of snarky and abusive.

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

And if I'd known you'd suddenly become social I would have warned her against you.

[x-forge.livejournal.com]

Hey now! It's not like I'm turning into Marius or something! I was polite and gentlemanly and everything. Besides, she snuck up on me.

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

No, then you would have done a lot of gesturing and leather pants wearing and whatwhat.

Ohgod. You're rooming with mini-manny.

(I'll leave the idea of you being gentemanly and accusing my darling Laurie of being sneaky alone for now.)

[x-forge.livejournal.com]

I am so gentlemanly. And she's sneaky. Like a sneak.

Hey, come on down to the engineering lab when you've got time? I need some help of the genius sort.

[x-wallflower-.livejournal.com]

:p I am not sneaky! I was perfectly forthright...as soon as you fixed my phone so we could talk on that rather then in person.

[x-emplate.livejournal.com]

Hey now! It's not like I'm turning into Marius or something!

As doing so would imply you had a date with something other than your workshop every Friday night? Ah, don't you wish.

Pleasure to meet you, Laurie. Pay no attention to the rabble. I assure you, they're just jealous.

[x-wallflower-.livejournal.com]

*grins* You seem to have a reputation here. I'm now wondering what you did to deserve it.

[x-emplate.livejournal.com]

Moi? Nothing whatsoever. I am the very soul of innocence. I mean, it's been three whole months since last I assaulted a member of the staff.

[x-wallflower-.livejournal.com]

*blinks* You...assaulted a staff member? Deliberately? I don't know if I'd want to associate with someone who'd attack a staff member. I'm sorry but that's just a really low thing to do.

[x-emplate.livejournal.com]

Oi, it's not as if I do it for fun. Dayspring attacked me with his brain first. When your mutant ability is centered around instinctive reactivity your options for response are somewhat limited. And I was most certainly not the only tearing up that office.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

Dude, you're digging yourself deeper.

Let's just say he needs to eat or he gets cranky. And he's been good about it.

You have nothing to worry about. Until he asks you out of course....

[x-skin.livejournal.com]

It wasn't really his fault. Powers interaction thing, didn't go so well.

[x-wallflower-.livejournal.com]

Paige! *grins* ! Did I mention how huge this school is? And! You guys even have this running track through a forest. That's so cool.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

If you think that's cool, you should get a kick out of the basketball court. It's special.

[x-wallflower-.livejournal.com]

Yeah? Is it one of those indoor ones with the retractable roof? Those are neat.

[x-siryn.livejournal.com]

No, the roof isn't the retractable part. Its an outdoor court.

[x-wallflower-.livejournal.com]

*blinks* Okay, this I have to see. What's underneath it?

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

It's something that you need to see for yourself.....

[x-wallflower-.livejournal.com]

I cannot know the Matrix?

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

We're pretty awesome. Didn't I mention that?

Let's pretend you were too stunned by me or something. Er. Right.

[x-wallflower-.livejournal.com]

Well, you are stunning. *grins* I'm currently in the library using the laptop the Professor gave me. Did I mention how awesome this library is?

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

I think I love you a little bit.

The library is gorgeous. We're having an affair. Shh, don't tell.

(And if you get sick of everyone being casual about the weird that is Xavier's feel free to let me know so I can explain, hm? I know you can take care of yourself and whatnot, but sometimes? Easier than trying to get an explanation out of Marius, the goober.)

[x-wallflower-.livejournal.com]

It has been sort of strange, the whole casualness about mutations and the like. It's not what it'd be like in town. (Not that everyone there is against mutants, just that I don't think they'd be so blaise about everything.) It'll take some getting used to.