"Good to know." Jackson responded.

"I'll be sure to keep an eye out for them." he told her.

"What about you?" he asked.

"How long did it take YOU to get used to this place?" he asked her. "And when did you start coming to this school?" he asked further.

"And feel free to hit me if I'm bugging you with all the questions." he then added.

Jackson paused when he heard all that.

"Ah..." he stammered.

"I... ah... what?" he asked.

"Holy hell." he mumbled.

"That's... that's... just... wow." he said, shaking his head lightly.

"You HAVE been here a while." he then said quietly.

"I'll bet you know a lot more than what's taught here in the school." he added.

"...I know what it's like to not fit in." Jackson said. "Though... maybe not specifically in the way that YOU'RE talking about." he then admitted.

"But still. I kinda get it." he reiterated.

"And yeah, this place seems all right. I better like it, as it's where I belong now." he went on.

"It also helps that I've already met someone really awesome." he then added with a small smile.

The secretary looked at the two as they entered, and nodded.

"Ah yes." she said.

"Professor McCoy has been expecting you." she told Jackson.

"One second while I check to see if he's in." she added, before getting up and heading towards a door.

As he watched and heard this, Jackson leaned in towards Ana.

"McCoy?" he whispered.

"As in... Professor HENRY McCoy?" he asked her quietly.

"Heard of him!?" Jackson exclaimed quietly.

"He's done so much for mutants! His research is amazing. It's seen as revolutionary and-" he started to rave, before the secretary returned.

"Professor McCoy will see the both of you, now." she said.

"And yes, Ana, he wishes to see YOU, as well." she told Ana.

Jackson was silent, and gulped.

"R-right then." he stammered.

As they walked, Jackson wondered what her muttering was about.

'Eh?' he thought.

'What's THAT about?' he wondered, as the two of them entered the headmaster's office.

Once they did, they saw an older male with a rather bulky muscular structure, clad in business casual wear, and wearing glasses... and he was completely covered in blue fur.

"Ah, hello, hello." he greeted them, as Jackson could only look at him, starry and wide-eyed.

"P... P... Professor McCoy." he managed to get out.

"Well, the reasons I have for calling you in are two-fold." Professor McCoy responded.

"The first one, and the one we'll discuss right now, is that I understand that you've already met our new student, and seem to be getting along well with him." he said.

"How did...?" Jackson started to ask, which resulted in the headmaster chuckling.

"Information can travel fast, if one keeps their ear to the ground." was the response given.

"...can't argue that." Jackson mumbled.

"Anyway, I would greatly appreciate it if you could streamline his integration into our system." Professor McCoy then said to Ana.

"Think you could do that?" he asked her.

"Good, good." Professor McCoy responded, before looking at Jackson.

"Is that all right with you?" he asked.

"Y-yeah. Of course." Jackson stammered, causing the headmaster to laugh.

"You see a bit nervous, my boy." he commented. "Everything all right?" he asked.

"Yes! Yes, of course!" Jackson responded.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were... starstruck." the headmaster then said with a smile.

"Ah, well, I-" Jackson stammered, which cause the headmaster to raise a hand.

"We can talk on a more personal basis later." he told him.

"For now, I'll trust Anastasia here to streamline the process of getting you integrated." he said.

"All right." Jackson responded.

"Now, would you mind waiting out with my secretary?" he then asked.

"Anastasia and I have a more... serious matter to discuss." he told him, levelling a look at the female.

"Hm?" the headmaster replied.

"Before you arrived here?" he asked.

Jackson was silent, and sighed.

"A group of thugs from the Asphalt Aces were harassing her, so I stepped in, and-" he started to say, before he was interrupted.

"I'll get the full story from the two of you later." he said.

"I'm referring to an incident that happened last week." he informed them.

".....oh." Jackson muttered, remembered what Ana had said before they entered his office.