A/N: im not gonna write in Kurt/Rogue's accents. its makes it more
complicated in a way
Without even having to turn around, Jean could tell that the person that was walking towards her was Duncan, her current boyfriend. To avoid having to talk to him, she hurriedly closed her locker and started down the hall to her next class. This time, however, she wasn't as lucky as she was a few hours ago. She felt a hand on her shoulder, and turned around to come face to face with Duncan Mathews.
"Hey Jean!" he exclaimed. He leaned closer to her to give her a kiss. Jean turned her head disgustedly so that he would hit the row of lockers behind her, but luckily for Duncan, he stopped his protruding lips just in time.
"Sorry, Duncan. I need to get to class now." She whirled 90 degrees, catching Duncan's face with her long red hair. He stood gawking awkwardly behind her as he watched Scott Summers came out of nowhere and fell in step next to Jean.
"Hey Jean," said Scott.
"Oh hi Scott," she sighed tiredly, although she could feel her heart beat a little faster at hearing her crush's voice. As soon as she thought that however, immediately another thought popped into her head. *No, he's not my crush! He's just a friend! Duncan's my boyfriend! Yeah, Duncan's my boyfriend. * But once again, at the though of Duncan, she frowned a little.
Scott looked at her concernedly, hearing the distress in her voice. "Jean, what's wrong? Are you okay?"
Jean looked up at him, half-smiling. "Oh no, I'm fine Scott."
"Well, I gotta run. See you after school," he said, heading off in another direction.
During her next class, she spent most of her time doodling in her notebook, which contained endless doodles of 7 different things: the words Jean, Scott, Duncan, Grey, Summers, and Mathews, and hearts. Jean + Duncan. Jean Mathews. Jean Grey Mathews. Jean Mathews Grey. None of them sounded or looked right to her. Jean + Scott. Jean Summers. Jean Grey Summers. Somehow, every single one of them sounded right. She sighed, put down her pen and stuffed everything into her backpack, just in time for the bell to ring, signaling the end of school week. She was very thankful that it was near the end of the school year.
Scott sat in the front seat of his car, waiting for Jean, Rogue, Kitty, and Kurt. Rogue and Kurt showed up first, saying that Kitty wouldn't be needing a ride, she was getting one from Lance. Scott frowned a little at that, but the frown quickly disappeared as he saw Jean jogging towards them. He caught his breath as he marveled at how beautiful she looked, with her red hair streaming behind her.
She reached the car, her face red and flushed. "Hey guys. Sorry I'm late, I couldn't get away from Duncan. Where's Kitty?" Scott turned his head so that Jean wouldn't see the frown that was creeping up his face again.
Rogue answered her. "She's getting a ride home with Lance," this time Jean frowned. The four of them piled into the little convertible as Scott started the engine, Jean sitting beside him. Once in awhile, he would simply turn his head and stare at her for a few moments. If Jean ever caught him while he was doing it, he would quickly turn his head back to the road. Rogue and Kurt, who were sitting in back, snickered to themselves as they watched the two of them in their little game.
*Man, I need to talk to Kitty about those two lovebirds. They're both so blind! Even the blind can see that they love each other! * Presently, they reached Xavier's Institute for the Gifted. Rogue picked up her backpack and strolled to the mansion, Kurt closely behind her.
"Those two are so stupid!" he exclaimed.
"Yeah, I know. You'd think people as smart and perfect as those two would realize what they feel." Rogue said over her shoulder.
Kitty poked her head through the door of her and Rogue's bedroom, startling both Rogue and Kurt. "Who? You mean Mr. and Mrs. Perfect?"
"Of course!" Kurt said. "Who else?"
"We, like, need to get those two, like, together!" Kitty exclaimed jubilantly. "C'mon, like, let's go get Evan and then we'll, like, set them up!" She phased the rest of the way through the door and led Rogue and Kurt (after they both dropped off their backpacks in their respective rooms) down the hall towards Evan's room. (A/N: I'm not sure if Evan and Kurt share a bedroom but in this ficcy they don't) *Argh! Why am I always dragged into their crazy schemes!? * Rogue thought. "Oh well, I better make sure that they don't' get into trouble. * She caught up to Kurt and Kitty.
Scott lay on his bed, half-naked (A/N: teehee, a shirtless Scotty! ::drools::), hands behind his head facing the ceiling. He was trying half- heartedly to go to sleep, was failing miserably. No matter what he was doing, his thoughts always reverted back to Jean. Jean, who had been his best friend forever. He wanted desperately for her to know what he felt for him, and longed even more for her to return the feelings for him. *Dream on, Summers. She's your best friend, and she's already got herself a boy. * He sighed and rolled over, and soon fell into a light sleep. A few hours later, he was woken up by a voice in his head.
he heard Jean's voice in his head.
I He sighed again, got up, pulled a shirt over his head, and strode out the door.
Kitty, Kurt, Evan, and Rogue were ready. The first step of their plan was to force the couple to sit closely to each other on the loveseat in the living room while watching Two Week's Notice. Kitty watched as Jean headed towards the couch, then turned towards the other couch in the room, only to find both fully occupied by Kurt and Evan, who were both lazily stretched out on them, the extra space filled with food. Jean then turned to the third couch. The third couch was occupied by Rogue, who was also fully occupying the couch, wearing only a tank top and shorts. Kitty occupied the last couch in the room, along with some of the girl new mutants. (Kitty had filled them in on what the four of them were trying to do, and they were more than happy to help)
She walked over to the only seat left, the loveseat. When she sat down, Kitty was pleased to see that there was just enough room for Scott to sit down next to her, which he did as he walked into the room. *I really hope our plan works! * She thought anxiously.
If anyone had been watching, and there was, they would have been able to tell that she wasn't paying a bit of attention to the movie. She busy staring somewhat dreamily at the person beside her, without his knowledge. *He's so hot! * She thought, almost unconsciously. Then a wave of guilt washed over her, as she thought of Duncan. Jean sighed and turned her attention to the movie, and was surprised when she realized that the movie was half over.
At then end of the movie, both Jean and Scott were asleep (yep, Scott certainly sleeps a lot!), Jean's head was snuggled into Scott's chest, Scott's head was on Jean's head, and Scott's arms were wrapped around Jean. The rest of the room giggled quietly as they turned off the TV and VCR, and walked quietly out of the room.
Without even having to turn around, Jean could tell that the person that was walking towards her was Duncan, her current boyfriend. To avoid having to talk to him, she hurriedly closed her locker and started down the hall to her next class. This time, however, she wasn't as lucky as she was a few hours ago. She felt a hand on her shoulder, and turned around to come face to face with Duncan Mathews.
"Hey Jean!" he exclaimed. He leaned closer to her to give her a kiss. Jean turned her head disgustedly so that he would hit the row of lockers behind her, but luckily for Duncan, he stopped his protruding lips just in time.
"Sorry, Duncan. I need to get to class now." She whirled 90 degrees, catching Duncan's face with her long red hair. He stood gawking awkwardly behind her as he watched Scott Summers came out of nowhere and fell in step next to Jean.
"Hey Jean," said Scott.
"Oh hi Scott," she sighed tiredly, although she could feel her heart beat a little faster at hearing her crush's voice. As soon as she thought that however, immediately another thought popped into her head. *No, he's not my crush! He's just a friend! Duncan's my boyfriend! Yeah, Duncan's my boyfriend. * But once again, at the though of Duncan, she frowned a little.
Scott looked at her concernedly, hearing the distress in her voice. "Jean, what's wrong? Are you okay?"
Jean looked up at him, half-smiling. "Oh no, I'm fine Scott."
"Well, I gotta run. See you after school," he said, heading off in another direction.
During her next class, she spent most of her time doodling in her notebook, which contained endless doodles of 7 different things: the words Jean, Scott, Duncan, Grey, Summers, and Mathews, and hearts. Jean + Duncan. Jean Mathews. Jean Grey Mathews. Jean Mathews Grey. None of them sounded or looked right to her. Jean + Scott. Jean Summers. Jean Grey Summers. Somehow, every single one of them sounded right. She sighed, put down her pen and stuffed everything into her backpack, just in time for the bell to ring, signaling the end of school week. She was very thankful that it was near the end of the school year.
Scott sat in the front seat of his car, waiting for Jean, Rogue, Kitty, and Kurt. Rogue and Kurt showed up first, saying that Kitty wouldn't be needing a ride, she was getting one from Lance. Scott frowned a little at that, but the frown quickly disappeared as he saw Jean jogging towards them. He caught his breath as he marveled at how beautiful she looked, with her red hair streaming behind her.
She reached the car, her face red and flushed. "Hey guys. Sorry I'm late, I couldn't get away from Duncan. Where's Kitty?" Scott turned his head so that Jean wouldn't see the frown that was creeping up his face again.
Rogue answered her. "She's getting a ride home with Lance," this time Jean frowned. The four of them piled into the little convertible as Scott started the engine, Jean sitting beside him. Once in awhile, he would simply turn his head and stare at her for a few moments. If Jean ever caught him while he was doing it, he would quickly turn his head back to the road. Rogue and Kurt, who were sitting in back, snickered to themselves as they watched the two of them in their little game.
*Man, I need to talk to Kitty about those two lovebirds. They're both so blind! Even the blind can see that they love each other! * Presently, they reached Xavier's Institute for the Gifted. Rogue picked up her backpack and strolled to the mansion, Kurt closely behind her.
"Those two are so stupid!" he exclaimed.
"Yeah, I know. You'd think people as smart and perfect as those two would realize what they feel." Rogue said over her shoulder.
Kitty poked her head through the door of her and Rogue's bedroom, startling both Rogue and Kurt. "Who? You mean Mr. and Mrs. Perfect?"
"Of course!" Kurt said. "Who else?"
"We, like, need to get those two, like, together!" Kitty exclaimed jubilantly. "C'mon, like, let's go get Evan and then we'll, like, set them up!" She phased the rest of the way through the door and led Rogue and Kurt (after they both dropped off their backpacks in their respective rooms) down the hall towards Evan's room. (A/N: I'm not sure if Evan and Kurt share a bedroom but in this ficcy they don't) *Argh! Why am I always dragged into their crazy schemes!? * Rogue thought. "Oh well, I better make sure that they don't' get into trouble. * She caught up to Kurt and Kitty.
Scott lay on his bed, half-naked (A/N: teehee, a shirtless Scotty! ::drools::), hands behind his head facing the ceiling. He was trying half- heartedly to go to sleep, was failing miserably. No matter what he was doing, his thoughts always reverted back to Jean. Jean, who had been his best friend forever. He wanted desperately for her to know what he felt for him, and longed even more for her to return the feelings for him. *Dream on, Summers. She's your best friend, and she's already got herself a boy. * He sighed and rolled over, and soon fell into a light sleep. A few hours later, he was woken up by a voice in his head.
he heard Jean's voice in his head.
I He sighed again, got up, pulled a shirt over his head, and strode out the door.
Kitty, Kurt, Evan, and Rogue were ready. The first step of their plan was to force the couple to sit closely to each other on the loveseat in the living room while watching Two Week's Notice. Kitty watched as Jean headed towards the couch, then turned towards the other couch in the room, only to find both fully occupied by Kurt and Evan, who were both lazily stretched out on them, the extra space filled with food. Jean then turned to the third couch. The third couch was occupied by Rogue, who was also fully occupying the couch, wearing only a tank top and shorts. Kitty occupied the last couch in the room, along with some of the girl new mutants. (Kitty had filled them in on what the four of them were trying to do, and they were more than happy to help)
She walked over to the only seat left, the loveseat. When she sat down, Kitty was pleased to see that there was just enough room for Scott to sit down next to her, which he did as he walked into the room. *I really hope our plan works! * She thought anxiously.
If anyone had been watching, and there was, they would have been able to tell that she wasn't paying a bit of attention to the movie. She busy staring somewhat dreamily at the person beside her, without his knowledge. *He's so hot! * She thought, almost unconsciously. Then a wave of guilt washed over her, as she thought of Duncan. Jean sighed and turned her attention to the movie, and was surprised when she realized that the movie was half over.
At then end of the movie, both Jean and Scott were asleep (yep, Scott certainly sleeps a lot!), Jean's head was snuggled into Scott's chest, Scott's head was on Jean's head, and Scott's arms were wrapped around Jean. The rest of the room giggled quietly as they turned off the TV and VCR, and walked quietly out of the room.