You Belong With Me

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You're on the phone with your girlfriend, she's upset
She's going off about something that you said
She doesn't get your humour like I do

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"Jean, you know that I was just kidding about the joke I said yesterday, right?"

Jame's eyebrows were scrunched up in seriousness, the grip on his cellphone was getting tighter and tighter. Marie watched as she looked up from her notepad, glancing at James with concern. They were in Marie's room, doing a project for social studies class. So far they were making excellent progress, until James had to take a phone call, which the caller was Jean.

"Well, for your information, it had nothing to do about cheerleaders, and Don was the one who made it up," the football player continued on as he got angrier with each passing minute. "Then don't yell at me, BLAME DON!!"

The cellphone sounded like it was going to be smashed into smithereens, but luckily it survived the fury in one piece. James placed his cellphone back in his pocket and looked at Marie.

"Sorry... I wasn't paying attention," he said with much regret.

Marie smiled, "it's fine... you want to talk about it?"

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I'm in the room, it's a typical Tuesday night
I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like
She'll never know your story like I do

But she wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts
She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find
That what you're looking for has been here the whole time

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Turning off her radio which played "Single Ladies" by Beyonce, she was now fully tuned to listen to James.

Marie and James were close friends, ever since childhood. They grew up in the same neighborhood, played together, went to school and studied together as well. Suddenly, things started to change when James found a girlfriend in the school's cheer captain, Jean Grey. Marie often denied that she had a crush on James, and the feelings that she felt were just happiness for James. She would reassure herself that it was just anxieties over school work. Though the jealous bouts she was receiving often could be a sure sign that she was in love with her childhood friend and she was envious of Jean. It was not until two months into James and Jean's relationship, that Marie realized that she was in love with James all along. She concealed her true feelings for almost five months. What made her fall in love with him? Was it his kind hearted nature? That she saw him more than just a jock in the school? No matter what the reason was, she loved every thing about James, and she would miss him each time he was away out of town for a game.

Marie could tell that the relationship was getting sour, since James and Jean were arguing more these past few weeks. Marie wished she could help James more, but she was afraid she may give herself away. Her feelings may show in front of James if she helped him too often, and she would be dead if Jean knew. She was just a normal person in the student body. Jean was the Queen, and could crush her like an ant on a sidewalk.

"I'm fine," he nodded as he closed his eyes. "Jean's been acting up lately, so I'm used to it. How about you? You okay? Bobby's not getting to you, isn't he?"

Marie's sunny smile turned into a frosty frown. Sharp, black memories came back into her mind. She and Bobby had been in a relationship last year before the school year ended, but he cheated on her for Kitty Pryde. It was a long harsh summer for Marie, but with James at her side comforting her, it helped her ease the pain. Though, it pained her every time she saw Bobby and Kitty kissing each other, or holding hands and walking through the halls. After all she had been through, she wished she would share those moments with James instead of Bobby. If only she snatched James up earlier and tell him how she truly felt, so he couldn't have been with Jean...

"Yeah, I'm over it... don't worry about me."

"You sure?" asked James, concern in his eyes.

"Don't worry!" smiled Marie. "That's not important at all, and seriously, he never loved me from the start. Maybe I only hung on to him because he was my first..."

"Well, there are more guys out there," said James, smiling. "One of them is for you, since you deserve it all the way."

The joyful glint in his eyes and the smile across his face made Marie's head shy away, and she could feel her cheeks burning.

None of them are like you, so...

Eyes widening, Marie breathed and was relieved to not have said that thought out loud. Her flesh would be on someone's barbecue and eaten down in one bite.

"Let's get back to the project, shall we," said Marie, trying to hide her blushing face.

"Sure, we're toast if Mr. McCoy doesn't see this on his desk tomorrow morning!"

Author's Note

Dedicated to Hugh Jackman. Happy 41st birthday! :D Keep on truckin'... :) (October 12 1968)

I don't own Taylor Swift, Beyonce Knowles, nor X-Men. *pout* May I have Hugh Jackman for Christmas this year, mommy? :D And yesterday was my mother's birthday, so if Hugh had his birthday one day earlier, I would be a happy girl. ^^ They're both Libras! :D

(And did you just notice that I played almost every single event that was for the VMAs this September? I would just die from laughter if I actually did place in Kanye West or "I'm gonna let you finish..." in this fic... haha! By the way, Kanye West is a d-bag. BOOOOOOOO)

I had this plot bunny stuck in my head for a while, so this is a good way to get it out. ^^ Since I'm writer's blocked, it's snowing and cold, and I really want to get this out, this is going to be a multi-chaptered fic. Soooo... Will little Marie get the nerve to say her feelings to James? :D

Hope you enjoyed it. :D See ya next chapter. Peace!