A lesson for Bobby
Disclaimer: Don't own the x-men characters, though I have made a few up in here, basically anyone who you haven't heard of.
Bobby looked around the classroom, bored by the speech Scott was giving to the class about mathematical stuff, he hadn't a clue what, and he hadn't been listening. He glanced at Rogues notebook, headed 'Differentiation. Right, what ever that was.
He glanced to his right, at his peers sitting near the window, which was ajar. He could see Emma and Jack giggling silently as Emma drew miniature aeroplanes on her paper, which appeared in her hand, seconds later. She glided them out of the window, and they were competing, seeing how far they could go. Then, when they were done, Jack would use his power to rewind the action that the aeroplane had took, so as to get it back. Bobby grinned. How long would it be until they were caught?
He glanced the other way, at Jubilee and Kitty scribbling notes to each other. About next weeks dance, he presumed. They had talked of nothing since it had been announced this morning.
Claire, in the corner was muttering to herself. No, Bobby comprehended, as he glanced across the room, she was whispering, so that no one could hear her except Judy, who was on the other side of the room, and had sensitive hearing. They had been split up earlier.
Ryan, just in front of him, was exercising his power, by extending a leg about a meter under the table across to where his friend Joe was, and kicked him hard. A small 'aw' escaped him, but then grinned in a devilish way and made a punching motion in the air, which incidentally, made Ryan wince as an invisible force whacked him in the face. Joe could attack people by motion, and the experience was definitely spooky, but Ryan was used to it. They were always fighting.
Bobby smiled. He was content. He had a beautiful girl next to him, one he could call his. He touched the table, sculpting a shape in his hand. He slid it across the table, to Rogue. She glanced down. An ice heart. She smiled at him, her eyes deep with devotion.
"And if Bobby would like to stay at the end to explain to me the definition of differentiation, I would be overjoyed, especially if he can get even close to the correct one." Scott said a wry grin on his face.
Bobby scowled. Why him? Avoid the kicking boys, paper aeroplanes, whispering girls and note writing. He suddenly grinned. It wouldn't be life without it, and he would take the good with the bad. He'd get his own back. He grinned again, and squeezed Rogues gloved hand. She smiled innocently back.
- Please Read and Review. Small story. Perhaps I will continue it. If you think I should. We'll see. Please tell me what you think! Thank you Love Raquelle
Disclaimer: Don't own the x-men characters, though I have made a few up in here, basically anyone who you haven't heard of.
Bobby looked around the classroom, bored by the speech Scott was giving to the class about mathematical stuff, he hadn't a clue what, and he hadn't been listening. He glanced at Rogues notebook, headed 'Differentiation. Right, what ever that was.
He glanced to his right, at his peers sitting near the window, which was ajar. He could see Emma and Jack giggling silently as Emma drew miniature aeroplanes on her paper, which appeared in her hand, seconds later. She glided them out of the window, and they were competing, seeing how far they could go. Then, when they were done, Jack would use his power to rewind the action that the aeroplane had took, so as to get it back. Bobby grinned. How long would it be until they were caught?
He glanced the other way, at Jubilee and Kitty scribbling notes to each other. About next weeks dance, he presumed. They had talked of nothing since it had been announced this morning.
Claire, in the corner was muttering to herself. No, Bobby comprehended, as he glanced across the room, she was whispering, so that no one could hear her except Judy, who was on the other side of the room, and had sensitive hearing. They had been split up earlier.
Ryan, just in front of him, was exercising his power, by extending a leg about a meter under the table across to where his friend Joe was, and kicked him hard. A small 'aw' escaped him, but then grinned in a devilish way and made a punching motion in the air, which incidentally, made Ryan wince as an invisible force whacked him in the face. Joe could attack people by motion, and the experience was definitely spooky, but Ryan was used to it. They were always fighting.
Bobby smiled. He was content. He had a beautiful girl next to him, one he could call his. He touched the table, sculpting a shape in his hand. He slid it across the table, to Rogue. She glanced down. An ice heart. She smiled at him, her eyes deep with devotion.
"And if Bobby would like to stay at the end to explain to me the definition of differentiation, I would be overjoyed, especially if he can get even close to the correct one." Scott said a wry grin on his face.
Bobby scowled. Why him? Avoid the kicking boys, paper aeroplanes, whispering girls and note writing. He suddenly grinned. It wouldn't be life without it, and he would take the good with the bad. He'd get his own back. He grinned again, and squeezed Rogues gloved hand. She smiled innocently back.
- Please Read and Review. Small story. Perhaps I will continue it. If you think I should. We'll see. Please tell me what you think! Thank you Love Raquelle