Hi all! This is my first fanfic that I've ever written, so go easy on me! I've always been a huge fan of X-men, and when my friend told me all about this website, I just couldn't resist! Anyway, I hope you like this simple, yet humorous (hopefully) story.

Summary: Forced by Xavier, the students living under his roof now must keep a dairy! Told through the entries of X-men, you'll hear all about the adventure, trouble, rumors, and romance that go on in the mansion. Who said a dairy was ever private?

Disclaimer: I don't own X-men. If I did, well then, I'd be extremely rich. Wouldn't that be nice?

The X-files

Chapter One: Xavier's Request

"Greeting students," came the distinct voice of Professor Charles Xavier, "Thank you all for being here on time today."

The X-men, his prized students, all cast a quick glance at their fellow X-man Rogue, who tended to be late on most occasions. In return, she threw the group one of her infamous glares.

"As I was saying," the Professor continued on, "Hank and I have been watching everything that has been going on lately, and we feel that this restlessness and anger is not being channeled properly-"

The teens flinched at this. Just last week while the adults were away and Scott and Jean were in charge, they did quite a bit of damage. Shattered vases, antique mind you, broken portraits, and ruined furniture. How? Though Scott and Jean had tried desperately to keep all of the rules, they could not stop the others from using their powers. What started out as an innocent game of tackle football indoors soon turned into mutantball, a game invented by Bobby Drake. The rules were simple enough. It was every man (or woman) for her/himself. The longer you held onto the football, the more points you got (Though nobody ever bothered to keep track of them). Those who did not have the ball (everybody else) tried to get the ball by any means possible AKA powers. And that was how the adults found them, everybody (with the exception of Rogue, who just shut herself in her own room) on top of poor Scott, who had been stupid enough to take the ball in an attempt to stop the destructive game. They had never had a harder Danger Room session the following day. Oh, and it got worse, Rogue had been lashing out at people all week who got too close to her personal space. Jean kept butting into others business, trying to "help". St. John had started numerous fires, including one on Logan's bed, with the help of his lighter Betty. Remy, the King of Hearts, would not stop flirting with the girls (not that they minded. No, it was the other guys who were jealous, picking fights with the Cajun). The list went on.

"-Therefore, in light of these actions, I am now making it mandatory for each X-men to keep a personal dairy, or journal, should you prefer to think of it that way."

The girls nodded In agreement. It didn't bother them, most of them had already kept a dairy at one point in their life. It was the guys however, who through a fit.

"But Prof, Remy's not a femme. Only femme's keep dose diary things"

"Nonsense, Mr. Lebeau," came Beast's voice, "I myself have kept a journal before. In fact, I found it to be a useful way to organize my thoughts."

Remy frowned, muttering something that sounded like girly.

"Professor Xavier," Scott chirped, "I really don't feel that keeping a dairy, I mean journal, will help me any at all. In fact, I think it will just be a pain in the-"

Xavier held up his hand, "No more. If you don't want to keep a dairy fine. It just means you will have daily discussions with me, fewer missions to go on, and of course, more restrictions. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes Professor," came the defeated teens.

Logan chuckled.

"I also want the adults to write in one to Logan."

"What? Come on Chuck."

We must set an example Logan. Besides, I have been awfully lenient about letting you drink on the grounds.

Logan sighed, "Alright."

Xavier smiled, "Good. Now, after your Danger Room session, we are all taking a trip to Bayville Mall to pick up a dairy or journal."

"Yes Professor."

The teens and adults filed out of his room, and Xavier opened his desk, pulling out a small book.

"It's a good thing we're going to the mall, I'm on my last page."

Dear Dairy,

Alright, that's the first chapter. Of course, it isn't in dairy format because they don't have them yet. This chapter and the next one are just setting up the story. By the way, what relationships do you peps wanna see? Here's what I'm thinking:

-Jean/Scott

-Rogue/Remy

-Kitty? (Lance, Kurt, or Poitr?)

-Ororo/Logan

-John/Wanda

-Jubilee/Bobby

So what do you think? Are there any others you want to/rather see? Let me know, REVIEW!

-Nadia