Wanda stood leaning against the wall. People were rushing by her trying to get to classes on time. She was waiting for Professor Xavier to finish teaching the class so she could talk to him about joining the X Men on missions. As the students rushed by, some stopped to look at her. They were weary of her. She could feel it.
It wasn't just the students who were weary. Some of the faculty were as well. Sure, they had accepted her. But that didn't mean that they trusted her entirely. And she knew why. Her father, Magneto. Enemy of the X Men and leader of the Brotherhood of Mutants, an organisation that, not that long ago, Wanda had been a part of.
She smiled at whoever stopped to look bbut they soon rushed off. No worry, they would trust her soon, she hoped. She took a heavy sigh and walked off down the corridor. She would talk to the Professor later.