A/N: I just recently watched the X-Men Apocalypse movie, and was quite impressed. Almost all the X-Men movies, prior to this one, left a sour taste in my mouth, as to the potential they never lived up too, and the way the stories were told. Now while I feel that the Apocalypse story was rushed, I understand the need to fit it in the length of a movie, so I can overlook that. That being said, I really liked the introduction of the new characters (or rather, their re-introduction in this new universe). One character that I was intrigued by was Jubilee; I had hopes that she would play a more active role in the movie. But with cuts needing to be made for the sake of time, apparently a lot of her on-screen time was removed, and we only got glimpses of her. What I did see of her though, was enough to inspire me to write this little piece. I hope you enjoy, and feel free to review if you want.

Disclaimer: I do not own the X-Men or any other Marvel characters. The only thing that is mine is the plot.

Boy Scout or Rebel

Jubilation Lee sat on one of the many benches around the Xavier Institute, watching as Scott took target practice in the field behind it. Hank had set up a bunch of clay pigeon launchers so that Scott could work on hitting moving targets. She was awed at his skill, as he hit target after target; especially since he had only received his visor a couple of months ago.

Only when the last target was a pile of rubble, did Scott relax. He bent at the waist, breathing heavily, and wiped his face with the towel draped around his neck.

Jubilation unconsciously tilted her head to the side to get a better view of Scott's butt, and sighed. She knew she wasn't being very discreet with her infatuation with him, but she was never the discreet type. Still, though, Scott seemed completely oblivious to it, and it was starting to frustrate her. If he didn't like her in that way, she'd rather he just come out and tell her to get lost, instead of carrying on like he didn't notice. But that was going to change soon; she had a plan.

As Scott stood up, and replaced his visor with his glasses, she stood up too. "Nice shooting today." She commented. "It looks like moving up to the big leagues was a good move."

"Yeah, I still don't know about that." He replied, walking over to stand next to her. "I don't really feel like I belong on the team."

"Dude, you're the heavy hitter on the team; no one has the kind of raw power you got." She said.

"Jean has got some pretty scary power when she wants too, and Ororo can control the weather; I feel like I'm carrying around a peashooter compared to them." He replied.

"Then they must just need you for your pretty face." She said, giving him a wink.

He laughed shyly, rubbing the back of his neck.

They started walking towards the Institute, chatting about recent events. When they arrived at Scott's bedroom, she finally plucked up enough courage to say what she was hoping would get a favorable reaction from him. "It's just a shame that becoming an X-Man has turned you into such a boy scout." She said, offhandedly.

"What?" He asked, his voice taking a bit of a defensive tone.

She forced herself not to smile, as she got the reaction she expected. "It's just that, when you first got here, you were kind of a rebel; I mean you stole one of the Professor's cars to take us to the mall. And now, you're like, a goody two-shoes; following all the rules." She said. "Just saying, it's a shame."

"I am not a boy scout." He said, crossing his arms in front of him, and trying to look menacing.

"Prove it." She replied, mimicking his stance.

"Alright." He said, nodding. "Meet me in the garage in thirty minutes; I'll show you that I'm not a boy scout." He opened the door, and stepped inside his room. "I just need a quick shower, and a change of clothes, and I'll be right down."

She waited until his door was closed, before letting a smile creep onto her face.

She was leaning against one of the Professor's cars, when Scott walked in wearing a pair of dark jeans, and a leather jacket; looking totally badass.

"So, which car are we taking this time?" She asked. "I was thinking the Porsche." She patted the car she was leaning against.

He walked past her to the cabinet in the back, and opened it. He removed two helmets, and held one out to her. "We're not taking a car." He replied. "We're taking one of his Harleys."

She watched as he climbed onto one of the motorcycles, put his helmet on, and motioned for her to join him. "Hop on." He said.

"Ah, are you sure you know how to drive one of these?" She asked, a hint of fear entering her voice. "I mean, don't you need to take a special class to learn how to drive a motorcycle?"

"I do know how to drive one; Alex and my dad were bike guys, and they showed me." He replied. The sadness that was usually in his voice whenever he spoke about Alex was still there, but it sounded like he was getting better.

"Oh, cool." She said, pulling the helmet on, and climbing on behind him. She immediately felt weird; not knowing proper motorcycle riding protocol.

"You can get closer." He said, looking over his shoulder at her; his voice a little muffled by the helmet. "Then wrap your arms around me, and hold on tight."

She scooted forward, until she was pressed against his back, and gladly wrapped her arms around him. She let out a sigh, as she leaned her head against his back.

Scott started the engine, and burned out; making her scream at the speed.

He drove them to the mall, and suggested they catch a movie.

She looked at the line up, and had an idea. She chose the horror movie Cujo, saying that she had heard from a couple of girls that it was really good; which was, of course, a lie, but he didn't need to know that.

Scott paid for the tickets, and bought them both popcorn and drinks. Then they took their seats, in the back row of course, and waited for the movie to start.

It took a while, but eventually a part came where Jubilation could enact her plan. The moment the movie got even remotely scary, she scrambled for his hand; entwining the fingers of her left hand with those of his right hand, while clutching onto his bicep with her right hand. Then, with each new scary moment, she went further.

First she pulled on his arm, until he was leaning towards her, and she had his hand in her lap. Then she would turn her head, and pretend to hide her eyes against his shoulder. Finally, she had him leaning so far towards her, that she grabbed at his leather jacket, and buried her face against his neck.

Of course, none of the movie had really scared her, she had just guessed that if she played the damsel in distress, Scott's hero side would kick in, and he'd become a knight in shinning armor, ready to protect her; and it seemed to have worked, because Scott let her clutch at him for protection throughout the movie. In fact, she spent more time with her face buried against Scott, than she did actually watching the movie.

She was actually disappointed when the movie ended; she had really been enjoying being so close to Scott.

He suggested they grab a bite to eat before heading back, since they were already late for dinner.

They grabbed burgers, and talked about ideal gossip around the Institute; or more like, she talked and he listened.

As they walked back to the bike, Jubilation tried desperately to think of a way to continue this outing; she hadn't found the ideal opportunity to make her move yet, and she needed more time. She had a light-bulb moment while Scott was putting on his helmet; she had been looking out at the town, trying to think of something, when she saw the hill in the distance, and it struck her.

"You know, I think I know the perfect place we should go to next." She said, turning to look at him with a smile. "It's totally rad."

"It's kind of getting late, Jubes." He replied. "We should probably head back; we're already going to be in trouble as it is."

"Exactly." She said, matter-of-factly. "We're already in trouble; what's a couple of more hours going to change?"

She could see his inner turmoil, as his new found responsibility of being an X-Man fought against his rebel side. When she saw the smile on his face, she knew which side had won.

"Alright!" She shouted, as she put her helmet on, and climbed on behind him. "Just head towards the Institute, and take the first right outside of town."

"Okay." He said, starting the engine. "If you need to tell me something, or I'm going the wrong way; just pat my chest with your hand, and I'll pull over."

They arrived at a hilltop lookout, that looked very similar to many movie type make-out spots; which, in reality, it was, but Jubilation hoped Scott didn't realize it just yet. He parked the bike, and turned off the engine.

She hoped off, and removed her helmet. "Here we are." She said, holding her hands out and looking towards the town. "The best place to see the whole town."

Scott had removed his helmet, and walked over to stand next to her against a rail that was set up to prevent people from falling over the edge. "Wow, pretty nice." He said.

"What did I tell you?" She asked, nudging him in the side with her elbow. "Pretty rad, eh?"

She started pointing out various landmarks to him, letting him know which ones she thought were worth exploring more; possibly on a future outing.

"Tonight was fun." He said, as they walked back towards the bike. "I hope I proved that I'm not a boy scout?"

"No, you're a total badass." She replied, winking at him. "Especially in that leather jacket; you look totally hot in it."

Even with only the moon and stars to provide light, she could see him blush at the comment.

He climbed onto the bike, and was reaching for his helmet, which he had left draped on one of the handlebars, when she made her move. She climbed onto the bike in front of him, facing him; basically sitting in his lap.

"Ah, Jubes, it's going to be kind of hard to drive like this." He said.

She blew one last bubble with her pink chewing gum, before smiling at him. "I don't plan on driving back just yet." She said. Then she leaned in, and kissed him.

He was caught off guard, and was frozen in place for a few seconds, before he returned the kiss, tentatively wrapping his arms around her back.

When she pulled back, she smiled at his confused look.

"Ah, Jubes; what was that?" He asked.

"I hope you know that that was a kiss." She replied, jokingly. "I'd hate to think that that was your first kiss."

"No it's not; it's just..." He stammered, obviously flustered. "What I mean is; why did you kiss me?"

"I would think it's totally obvious; I think you're incredibly hot, and I wanted too." She replied.

"You think I'm hot?" He asked, as if it was the most ridiculous thing he'd ever heard.

"Ah, yeah." She replied. "I mean, you're like the resident stud muffin at the Institute; all the girls talk about you."

"They do?" He asked.

"You really don't know?" She asked, genuinely surprised.

"No." He replied. "I was always the loser in school; picked on by everyone. Why would I think it would be any different here?"

"I had no idea." She replied. "I just assumed that you were probably the top dog at your old school, and had all the girls throwing themselves at you; that's why you were so upset about having to come here at first."

He laughed. "I wish." He replied. "Sorry to burst your bubble, but I was never the top dog."

"Well you are now." She said, with a smile. She leaned in, and started to kiss him again.

This time, he reacted instantly, and returned the kiss; pulling her closer.

They pulled up to the Institute near midnight, and almost all the lights were off. For a brief moment, they actually thought they might have gotten away with it, but just as they put the helmets back in the cabinet, the light in the garage turned on, revealing Professor Xavier sitting in the doorway.

"I hope you both understand that you are in trouble." He said, looking at them sternly. "But since it's late, I'll let you get to bed, and we'll talk about this in the morning."

They both mumbled yeses, looking down at their feet.

"Off to bed, then." He said, rolling back into the hall, and disappearing around the corner.

"It was totally worth it." She said, looking over at Scott with a smile.

He popped a bubble with the pink chewing gum, and returned her smile. "Yeah; totally." He replied.

THE END