This was my schedule now, almost a month since the first meeting with Professor Xavier:
Two days a week, Monday and Friday, Ms. Munroe or Mr. Logan pick me up from school and drive me to the mansion where I meet Professor Xavier for three hours. Then they drive me back. I would normally be asleep in the back seat or reading more of The Book Thief.
Three days a week; Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday, I have physical therapy for two hours. And I have to admit it’s the worst! The people Mrs. Ava take me to see are kind and all but really annoying all the time. They pity me a lot and aren’t really asked much out of me, which is getting annoying.
The other days I spend mostly however I would like to. Sometime I meditate, study, write, or my least
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“Is it tight enough? Whaddaya think?”
“My nervous system is still shut down. December just started a week or two ago. I still have about a month.” I explain to her. Today is December 17th, 2034. I still have some waiting to do.
“Oh. Are you ready for Christmas?” she asks me, pulling the brace off and sitting back at her desk.
“What’s Christmas?” I ask her. I think dad may have said something before about Christmas but I can’t recall.
She simply stairs at me with an unreadable expression. “Wow,” She mutters. “It’s a holiday at the end of the year when we give out gifts on a certain day and get three weeks off from school. We have to go to school this week but the next three weeks is vacation.”
I look at her as she gently removes the hard shell from my leg.
“Alright. I have never celebrated it before.” I inform her.
She just sighs. “You are sad. Didn’t you ever get a winter break in K’un-Lun?”
I nod. “When the weather got too cold to do very much outside training would be canceled, and it would blizzard for about 2 weeks. Non-stop snow. Than afterwards everyone had to work together to clear out the snow.”
“Very, very sad.” She sighs shaking her head.
And I just glance from her to the clock. “It’s getting late, I’m going to get ready for