Summary: Pietro dosen't believe that Kitty would survive in the Brotherhood house, so he challenges her to stay at the Brotherhood house for a month. Will Kitty survive?

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Author's Note: This story is mostly told from Pietro and Kitty's POVs. Also, review if you like the story. NO FLAMES!

Kitty's POV*

"I don't like, think your life is as hard as you think."

God, I'm stuck sitting next to Pietro in World History. He's been complaining about how Freddy ate all the food. AGAIN! What is with him? He dosen't have it THAT BAD! Seriously, I bet my life is way harder than his. What could be so hard in his life?

"Oh really. So your saying Pryde. that you could survive in my shoes?"

"Like, what?"

"You could live my life?"

"Any day."

Pietro's POV*

Who does this girl think she is? She could live my life any day, huh. She wouldn't survive ten seconds in the dump I live in. I can't even survive ten seconds in the dump I live in. For one thing, you lose weight where I live, and I happen to know for a fact up in the ritzy nstitute they have plenty of food! Plenty of food, space, and hell, plenty of everything. I wake up in the morning hoping I'm going to wake up with a better life. Not that I'm not satisfied and happy and all that crap. I'm okay, I just wish I had it better. Here comes Miss Pryde, saying that my life isn't that bad. It may not be THAT bad, but it's not as good as hers. She may have responsibilites and all that junk, but at least she gets a sqaure meal! Right?

She thinks she can live my life better than me? Fine. Let's see.

" Pryde, you really think you could live my life all that easily?"

"Like, didn't I just tell you that?"

"Fine when are you moving in?"

"Excuse me?"

"You said you could live my life. So when are you moving in with us, that's usually where I live my life."

"I didn't mean I would MOVE like, in!"

"That proves me right."

"No it dosen't."

"Does not."

"It sooooooo does."

"NO WAY!"

"It does."

"Fine. When is it good for me to move in?"

NO! She can't be serious. She must know I was trying to goad her. I was. I wasn't serious. Did I sound serious?"

Kitty's POV*

"Fine. When is it good for me to move in?", I find myself saying. I can't believe I just said that! I hope Pietro knows I'm not serious. I was just trying to goad him. I hope he knows that.

"You can move in tommrow."

OMG! He thinks I'm serious! NO WAY! I don't want too move in! It's dirty, disgusting, and slimy in that place! Not to mention totally creepy! Not only that, but Lance will let the idea go to his head. He'll probably think I'm only moving in for him. NO WAY! Bad idea!

"Fine."

I'm walking. I'm walking out of the classroom. Telling Miss whatever the teacher is, that I have to use the washroom. Probably, to see my face clean for the last time. Of course, I don't say that.

Pietro's POV*

"You can move in tommrow," I say with a smirk on my face.

"Fine", she answers me with her eyebrow raised. Then she walks out telling Miss whats-her-name that she has to use the washroom. I can't believe her! She actually takes me seriously! God, what drugs is she on? Now I have a huge problem on my hands.

What am I going to tell the guys?

Kitty's POV*

Damn. Now I have to move in. Look where my mouth got me. I hate myself.

What am I going to tell everyone?