Snippet #9112

Kamil found himself getting out of bed quickly and unaware of his surroundings because of his alarm clock. The constant beeping was like blows to the head over and over again he struggled to make himself to his alarm and hit the top turning it out. He was in a dizzy, subconscious state of mind as he went to his closet and got out a slim white v-neck t-shirt, a black hoodie that appeared to big on him, a pair of skinny blue jeans, and a normal pair of black shoes. After he put on his closed, he collapsed on his bed like he would when he was falling asleep. He kept his eyes closed for a few minutes, reminiscing about his life when everything was normal. When he wasn't considered or qualified as a mutant, it wasn't like someone could look at him and tell, but just knowing that he was well hating in every community scared him.

Kamil slowly opened his unusual light green eyes. His eyes where something out of this world, if anyone would or could tell he was a mutant it would be because of his neon bright green eyes. After stretching on his bed and making odd sounds he got up and moved over to the window, and pulled the blinds up,"Wow how long did I sleep?" He asked himself because of how bright it was outside. Kamil wasn't exactly new to the mansion, he arrived a few weeks early around his 16th birthday. Before he made it to the door, a knock came from behind it, though he already knew who it was because of the authority in the knock and the rhythm of it. He smiled, and leaned against the wall,"Come in." He said putting his hands inside the pockets of the hoodie he wore.

"Kamil, its time for Lunch, you overslept,"Storm came in with her arms folded looking more like his mother then his cousin,"You need to start going to bed earlier, you will not miss one class, you hear me?" She said pointing at him with a friendly smile though authority in her voice.

Kamil smiled and blushed slightly,"Yes ma'am." He said softly."Good." She said and walked over to him, and wrapped her arm around his shoulder, leading him out of the room and into the hallway, asking him what was he in the mood for and if he was looking forward to classes today. He just blushed as he passed his classmates and answered her questions simply. Over these 3 weeks storm his protected him from every fly as though he was her child, but he couldn't blame her, the only family she has known was the X-men...or so Kamil thought.