"Oh don't give me that you so wanna go." The dark haired teen said rolling her eyes leaning against a few lockers staring and seemly talking to the open locker less than two inches from her face.

"Bite it Cara." The locker growled before slamming shut reveling a pale long haired brunette girl with a small stack of books in her hands.

The other girl, being only a tad shorter to her lighter haired counterpart pushed her body from the locker. Cara as she was formally addressed was rich in black and red plaid. She had a low cut black tee-shirt and a red plaid skirt with skulls adoring it and red plaid wrist bands with black leggings and a pair of converse.

The taller had a shorter shirt revealing a well toned stomach with a band name scrawled on her chest and torn up old blue jeans with converse as well. The taller had an array of rings on her fingers and her hair was bright with a few red streaks with dark, nearly black eyes unlike the dark haired girl who had a lighter green hazel type deal.

"Look all I'm sayin' is you got the goods to go and the goods to hold off if your boy toy won't take you right?" Cara said wiggling her eyebrows.

"Did I hear my title?" called a voice.

A lanky sliver haired teen was resting near a trash can with a smirk on his pale face.

"You? Oh no. We were talking about that hunky Lance guy I have on the side." The brunette said rolling her eyes with a smirk growing on her face when the boy pushed off the trash can and lip locked the girl.

"Better not." He growled as he pulled away sounding more like a mewl from a kitten then anything actually threatening.

"She was talking about that big spring dance coming up and Lance wants to go." Cara said elbowing her friend.

"Carmella," Pietro sighed half heartedly.

"I know, I know, you don't do dances." Carmella sighed walking away from the lanky boy with Cara on her right.

Pietro whizzed in front of her, "Hey now." He said, palms up in defense, "Do you really wanna go to this thing?"

Carmella glared at her boyfriend, "Forget it Pietro." She spat turning a sharp left.

The white blonde boy let out a frustrated shout, impatient as always he ran up to her and grabbed her arm tightly and turned her around to face him, "Just answer me."

"You'd better watch it bullet boy." Carmella glared, her dark eyes shining a brilliant, electric blue as she nodded to the music room on their left.

The boy quickly released his grip on the girl and stalked off grumbling. Carmella shook herself and headed to her chemistry class but her heavily dark friend took hold of her shoulder and spun her to look into her green hazel eyes.

"Don't make me watch that again." She said darkly.

"Pietro is a push over; he couldn't hurt me even if I let him." Carmella smiled a chuckle in her voice.

The two girls went their opposite ways, Cara to English and Carmella into Chemistry where she sat next to a grungy dark haired boy who was glaring at his text book.

"You know Lance glaring at it won't give you the answers." She said shrugging off her backpack.

"Well not all of us are as smart as you." Lance snorted flipping a page.

"Yeah, we can't all carry my level of greatness." Carmella said throwing her feet onto her desk causing a skate board to tumble out of a darker skinned boy with blonde hair's backpack.

"Hey watch it!" he shouted stuffing the board back into his bag.

"Yeah, yeah, sorry Evan." Carmella said pulling out her headphones and an IPod from her bag and crack it.

Only a few short moments later a hard punch on her left caused Carmella to stumble back to Earth from her music euphoria world she had cocooned herself into only brief moments before.

"What?" she hissed to Lance.

"Oh Ms. Colleens thank you for joining us today, I have your new lab partners today." The teacher said in an overly snarky voice.

Carmella turned off her IPod and stood up, "Well, all due respect I think Lance needs me, I help pull his grade you know." She said with a smile.

The teacher did not look pleased, "Victor Stone has been assigned to be Lance's partner, unless you think the top student in my class can't help him."

Carmella rolled her eyes as a big African American kid took her seat, he and Lance shook hands and started talking about the project.

"So who do I have the honor of working with?" Carmella said, acid lacing her words.

The teacher's glare was a cold as ice, "You are paired with Raven." He said waving over the grey skinned girl with purple hair in a dark blue shirt and a long black skirt.

The two sat awkwardly down the other girl's violet eyes staring off and away from her newly assigned partner.

"So about this-"

"Look, we aren't friends ok? This project does not open that door and after this project we remain on our non-speaking terms." Raven said in a mono tone glaring at the taller girl.

Carmella was shocked by the sudden outburst from the smaller girl, "Wow, well ok. I was gonna say that we should just get along for the month and pretend like nothing happened but um, yeah you got it."

The smaller blushed a faint pink, "Oh." The two sat awkwardly some more, "Ideas?"

"A small diagram of an atom, a speech and tasteful exit." Carmella said spinning a ring on her finger.

She heard a small giggle but when she raised her head the small framed Goth girl was straight faced as ever, "Sounds good. What element should we do?" Raven asked pulling a dark purple notebook from her bag.

"I like Cobalt." Carmella said sounding off handedly staring off into space.

"Why?" Raven inquired scribbling a few notes down.

Carmella shrugged still staring off, "It's blue."

Raven looked back up expecting the larger girl to be smirking or cracking a joke but she was still staring off into space twirling a ring around her finger. She was actually surprised that one of the most reckless, villains' mutants in the entire city could be down to Earth and quite. The bell rang before Raven could voice any other options; Carmella stood, swung her bag over her shoulder and held a hand to Raven.

"See ya." She said, with a small smile.

"Until the next time." Raven said shaking Carmella's hand.

The two parted and Carmella entered the hall seeing a familiar white blond boy with a sheepish smile crawling onto his pale face.

For half a moment Carmella was tempted to blow of the jerk but as he slid his hand into hers she could fight the smile spreading on her face.

"I'm sorry I got all upset." He said staring at his shoes.

Carmella chuckled, "I should be used to it by now." She said pulling him closer and pushing him into a doorway to steal a kiss.

"You really should." Pietro smirked kissing his girlfriend back.

"Um like, excuse us we have a class in there." Called a voice behind the two.

They turned to see a tall brunette girl with a pink sweater and jeans as well as a Goth girl with dark hair and a white streaked.

"Well excuse me kitten." Carmella snorted taking her books.

"Kitty." The preppy girl said reaching the door as Pietro slid by her.

"Whatever." Carmella said rolling her eyes and taking her boyfriend's hand.

The two exited the high school talking about party plans for the weekend when a taller guy with dark red hair and sun glasses bumped into Carmella resulting in her books tumbling to the ground. She bent down to get them and Pietro zipped over to the taller guy.

"Hey Summers you got something to my girl?" he glared forcing the man to look at the fallen books and Carmella gathering them up.

"Oh," he said and helped her scoop up her books, "I'm sorry, for your books." He said dusting her chemistry book off, "and that your boyfriend is a royal jerk." He muttered handing her the books.

"What was that, Summers?" Pietro growled, balling his fists.

"I said you're a royal jerk." Scott said crossing his arms and smirking at the shorter teen.

Pietro went to swing at Scott but Carmella caught his fist and knocked the sunglasses off his face.

"He's not worth it." Carmella uttered darkly and tossed the glasses to ground.

Pietro glared but went with his girlfriend in hand leaving the taller male feeling around for his sunglasses in their wake.