Red... That same color. It was all he ever saw. All he ever could see. He didn't complain about it, but he never loved it either. Being one of the X-Men, he learned to put his personal preferences aside against the welfare of his teammates.
And to be perfectly honest, not all of them were too crazy about "Scotty". Oh, sure most of them liked him and all, but there were always a few who didn't. Thank God Emma wasn't one of them...
He had just woken up from his night's sleep. Just like any other morning, he was wearing his ruby quartz glasses all the time. He had to. Unless he wanted to burn a whole through everything the second he opened his eyes.
He stretched out his arms cause they felt asleep, and he accidentally bumped wife Emma. She was facing him, but her eyes were closed. She was still asleep. He froze thinking he might have woken her up, but he didn't... She just cuddled her hand to her face.
He liked to watch her sleep because she seemed so peaceful... He liked to see her smile, but she rarely did while she was awake. He knew she was a caring person, but she hid behind the mask of the White Queen. Sometimes he wished she wouldn't...
They should both have already been awake, but she had gone through such a tough week... She'd had to deal with the fights in the cafeteria and then that incident with the plagiarizing in the English classes.
He didn't want to wake her. He couldn't find it in his heart to do so. He just wanted to let her sleep... He merely touched her face with the back of his palm and felt her cheek. It was cold, and she almost seemed to welcome his warm hand; for she grinned and moved closer to it.
He quietly got up from his bed and tucked her in. He made sure to do it gently because he knew she was a light sleeper, and afterwards got his clothes and went to take a shower. He decided to use the one in the boy's locker-room in the downstairs of the mansion. Besides, it was early and none of the students would be using it at that hour...
After walking out of his room and closing the door, he walked down the hallway whistling. He didn't know why he was, but he was happy about today. He had a feeling about it. Something special about this day...
"Walking around in your undies, eh Summers?" A voice came from behind him... "Don't tell me Emma beat you to the shower again..."
Scott turned around. It was Lorna, who was already dressed and was standing behind him... "Nah." He answered chuckling, "She's still sleeping. Just thought I'd use the other shower. What're you doing up this early anyway?"
"Nothing in particular..." She said as she exhaled. "Just having a tough time sleeping is all... Something's been keeping me awake these past few nights."
"You ever considered sedatives or anything like that? Or maybe Yoga?" He teased with a smirk.
"Maybe I would if you taught it in your underwear..." She let out a sly smirk.
"Oh, forgot about that. Better get moving..." He began to walk away. "Don't you worry Lorna, things will get better. I've got this great feeling about today. Something good's gonna happen... I can feel it." He said as he walked down the stairs to the shower.
He had no idea how wrong he would be...