Julie
Julie knocked on Scott's door.
"Come in."
Scott looked up as she stepped inside.
"Ahh Julie," he said. "I was planning on talking to you. I hear you're pregnant again."
"It's hardly a secret. Everyone knows," Julie said as she sat down. "That's what -"
"Y'know Julie," Scott went on, interupting her. "I think this is highly irresponsible of you."
"Excuse me?"
"Well, let's face it. You came to this school in order to look after the twins in a place where they could grow up with other who had powers. They're alien children. You could have just as well gone to an alien facility."
"So, what are you saying? You're kicking me out?"
"No, I'm saying that you personally don't have to be here. You're not a mutant, and neither are your children. You are here out of the sheer genorosity of others."
Julie rolled her eyes.
"Whatever."
"Julie, you will not take that tone with me."
"What tone?"
"That one," Scott sighed. "Listen, you're a good student. Really, you are. You could have a great furture ahead of you. But you seem to be more interested in... other pastimes, and I fear you're being a bad influence on the other students. And now, you're pregnant again! You're throwing your life away Julie, and if you don't clean up your act, I will have to kick you out. You're living on nothing but luck, right now Julie. If you're not careful, one day that luck is going to run out."
Julie started laughing. The bitter kind of laughter.
"This is not a laughing matter."
"Oh but that's where you're wrong," Julie replied. "You see, I just got off the phone with my parents. When I told mother that I was pregnant again, why she automatically gave the phone to Dad. And if you thought his reaction was bad, you should have seen it when I told him the father was a mutant."
She let out a sound that was somewhere inbetween a laugh and a sob.
"He disowned me. He disowned me to the point where he ordered, literally ordered my mother to go up to my room and pack my things to send to me while we were still talking. He actually told me that he was going to see the solictior the very next day and write me out of the will. He does not want to see me again. He doesn't want to talk to me again. He isn't even going to achknowledge I exist."
She fought back tears.
"So you see, Scotty-boy, as of today, x-gene or no x-gene, I am just as much a mutant as anyone else here. You throw me out, you're throwing out one of your own."
And she turned on her heel and left.