Summary: Jean knows the X-Men; she doesn't know they're mutants. She doesn't know she's a mutant. Magneto knows she would make a lovely addition to his knew group. Can he get her before Xavier does? Can he change her enough so she'll want to be on his team?

Warnings: Yes in some way Jean will seem OOC, but this is Fan fiction, and this idea came to my head. So I'm writing it. Also all of you Jean haters, well obviously you wont be reading this and if you do read it maybe just maybe you'll like her in this laughs evily

Only writing this once! I do not own anything that involves X-Men Evolution/Marvel

Chapter 1: The Dance

Scott Summers looked up from his plate to see the girl he had a crush on since… well forever. She was a beautiful red head, with these beautiful dark green eyes. He stared at her his mouth slightly opened. She had great legs, and she was wearing a skirt today showing off those legs.

"Hi Scott." He heard her voice snapping him out of his gaze.

"Hi Jean." He replied with a smile.

"Can I sit?"

"Of course."

"Hi Rogue, Kurt, Kitty." She greeted his other friends. They were her friends to… except for Rogue. Rogue didn't much like her.

Kurt leaned over to Kitty and whispered something in her ear. She giggled and nodded. "Come on Rogue I like still have to show you that guy." She said grabbing Rogue's arm and the three left.

Scott shook his head. "Don't mind them."

Jean simply smiled. "So the dance is coming up."

"Yeah." He replied. He looked over to a table where her friends were. Jean was one of the popular people. She was a cheerleader and was in soccer a straight A student. Why she was even friends with him he wondered. Her boyfriend Duncan looked angry as he looked at them.

"Want to go with me?"

Scott coughed choking on his drink. "What?"

"Do you want to go to the dance with me?"

He could not believe what he was hearing. "Aren't you going with Duncan?"

Jean rolled her eyes. "Duncan and I are broken up, and I want to go with you."

"Why would you want to go with me?"

"Because you like me, and not for the reason Duncan likes me. Also I like you. So are you going to go with me or not?" She was getting embarrassed feeling that she was going to get rejected.

"Sure. I mean yes. What time does the dance start? Wait I know when it starts so eight then you want me to pick you up? Want me to buy your ticket?" Scott started to ramble. His emotions were going haywire from his excitement.

Jean laughed. "I already have the tickets. Pick me up at eight at my house. You've been there before. Do you remember how to get there?"

Scott nodded.

She smiled. "Good I'll see you then."

Jean sat in her French class not able to concentrate on the work in front of her. She dropped her pencil and it rolled away from her. She looked down at it and sighed, she didn't want to move. It rolled back to her feet. Jean blinked it wasn't moving anymore it was just still. She shook her head she must have been seeing things again. This wasn't the only time something seemed to be far away from her then ended up moving by an invisible force to be in her hand or near her. She bent over and picked up the pencil, and tried to get her French work finished.

It was Saturday night eight a clock on the dot when Scott pulled up to Jean's house. He went to the front door standing there. He shook his head fixing his suit making sure he looked good corsage in hand. With a final deep breath he knocked on the door, he had never been this nervous.

After what seemed like hours, the door opened up it was a man.

"Hello Mr. Grey remember me? I'm Scott Summer here to pick Jean up for the dance."

He nodded. "I remember you. I'm glad to see it's you she's going with."

Scott smiled nervously. Obviously Jeans father did not like Duncan.

He showed Scott in. "She'll be down in a few… you know girls." He said making his way to the kitchen. Scott heard him yell for Jean's mother.

It seemed like another hour when Jean finally descended the stairs. Scott was caught in awe as he looked at her. She was wearing a green and black dress it looked amazing on her. "You look beautiful." He commented.

Jean blushed slightly, and smiled. "Thanks you don't look half bad yourself."

Scott held out the box with the corsage in it.

She couldn't help but laugh slightly as she took it. "It's not prom."

"Uh… yeah well…"

"Thanks." She said putting it on.

"Pictures!" Jean's mother said coming out with a camera.

They posed and took pictures; they wasted a whole twenty minutes on taking pictures.

"Oo let me get a new role." Jean's mother said as she left.

Jean sighed.

"Just go, I'll take care of her." Her father said.

She smiled. "Bye dad we'll come home after the dance." She took Scotts hand and led him outside.

As they entered the school, Scott immediately led Jean to the dance floor. Taking her hand in his left and placing his other hand on her hip. He was nervous about it but it was a dance after all, and it was a slow song.

Jean smiled as they started to dance. "I'm glad we came to the dance together."

Scott couldn't help but grin. "Me too."

That whore stole my man.

God I wonder if she's going to let me get to 3rd base.

Jean shook her head and looked at a couple dancing next to her and Scott.

God what does he think? I'm going to let him get in my pants. Oh well I know what I'll do if he tries something, right in the balls.

I'm going to get lucky tonight.

Jean grinned and slightly laughed.

I shouldn't have come to the dance

Only pathetic people go alone when they're friends have dates

I hate dancing why am I here?

Suddenly all these voices filled Jean's mine. She backed away from Scott.

"What's wrong?"

She didn't even hear him, she grabbed her head and ran out of the school.

For now tis de end. Yes I know Jean isn't that strong of a telepath don't give me shit about it ok, ok.