Professor Valdez concluded her lecture, dismissing the holographic displays. "That's all for essentia theory today. Professor Fox will be here in five to ten minutes for your next class. Use this time wisely."
As soon as she exited, the classroom erupted into chatter. Xavier leaned back in his seat, stretching his arms above his head.
"Well, that was enlightening," he muttered, more to himself than anyone else.
A tall, broad-shouldered student with black hair and piercing grey eyes stood up. "Since we're going to be stuck together for three years, we might as well introduce ourselves properly." His voice carried an unmistakable air of authority. "I'm Alexander Shepard."
Xavier raised an eyebrow. His personality reminded him of politicians he'd dealt with in his past life—people born to lead, whether for good or ill.
"Speak for yourself, rich boy."
