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The light poured in from my balcony window. I sniffed at the air finding it sweet and refreshing. Happiness should've been complete with my new romance novel that I swiped from Kitty's backpack when she wasn't looking, but, as is usual, there were disturbances in my peace and isolation.
"Huuuuhhhhhhh" sighed said annoying roommate. "I like never really pictured it that way Jean. I always thought that Scott would like totally have these bright cerulean blue eyes, you know, right?" The silicon valley, computer genius flicked her ponytail to the side emphasizing her point on the perfect eye color for Cyclops.
As is my life of torment, Kitty had DEMANDED that a "girly and super-ultra female session was in order because of like the dorkiness of all the guys lately." Her words. Not mine. Never mine.
Jean and Kitty were lounging on her bed leaning off the right side so that their hair brushed against the fluffy and sickeningly pink shag carpet. Amara, being the princess she was, sat cross legged with the straightest posture near their heads. Betsy, Jubilee, Tabitha all lounged around the powerpuff girls. Jubes and Boom Boom were getting impatient with all of the dreamy eyes talk and starting to get twitchy with their explosive mutations.
"If I have to suffer through a whole hour of you guys going on and on about Mr. Perfect's true eye color, I'm going to kill myself. Honestly, I will do it and take all of you with me." Boom Boom stated, while she started pacing around the room letting power crackle between her fingers as she grandly gestured. She plopped to the ground and dramatically sighed.
"I'm with her too! Let's talk about something a little bit more exciting like the REALLY hunky guys on T.V. That's what girl talk is supposed to be like. Right?" A few agreements passed in murmuring around the females as Jubes popped another piece of bubble gum into her mouth and spun in Kitty's study chair.
"Well, like who do you guys want to talk about then?" More flopping and gesturing came from preppy Kitty.
"You know, I always thought that the one wolf guy from that show "Beauty and the Beast" was quite attractive. Talk about eyes." Amara sighed just a little at the thought of her hunk, letting her posture soften just slightly. A collective squeal was solicited from the girls, as I groaned and slammed a pillow over my head.
Que Boom Boom. "Raarrrhh, the Princess has got a little fetish over half-naked animalistic men. Now we're getting somewhere!" A peek at Amara showed the mutant as bright and red in the face as the magma she could produce. Poor Girl.
"No! I just said that I thought that his eyes were cute! That's all," screamed the peeved girl. Laughter erupted from the rest of the girls raking against my ears as Jean and Kitty cackled while Amara went straight to tackling Tabitha upon starting up mating calls for the girls.
Laura was in the middle of the room and had watched with little interest at the girl talk before her. She looked to me after seeing Amara give Boomsy a good jab in the ribs. "Eyes matter this much in picking an appropriate mate?" she questioned me. I sighed, nodding a little and propping my head up against my abused pillow. Oh, if only the other girls could be as normal as Laura. My life would certainly be easier and I could read in peace.
"Well, ladies…" heels clomped across the floor. Wanda. Salvation! If anyone could save me from the perkiness it was gothic Wanda. "It appears that we need a list." Click of the door behind her and a mischievousness grin on her face dashed my hopes. Head in pillow, I weeped silently for my fate.
"Ah list 'bout what, sugah?" I just had to ask, with sighing for dramatic effect. Wanda with her gleaming eyes and quirk of her lips, could have shut the whole 'dreamy girly session' down quickly with a flick of her wrists. Some rain pouring through the window. Electricity going out spontaneously. Blazing hot air rushing through the cooling ducts! She could have done anything her powers of probability to save me, but instead she had a game to play.
"Well, Rogue," she said sauntering over near the foot of my bed. "what else would we, teenage females make rather than one of the hottest qualities of men."
Kill me now. Right now. My eyes got wide with shock. Wanda's smile just curled more at the lips, and I forced my head back into the pillow with a groan. This is not what I needed today, on what could have been a perfect afternoon of cool breezes, cheesy romances, and isolation. Nope. Not today.
"That's, like the most perfect idea! We definitely should make a list of our favorite part of our favorite guys, to, like, create Mr. Perfect!" Kitty swooned over herself at that las "Mr. Perfect" Gagh.
"Great idea, Kits." Tabby was sauntering around the room now, pacing with a curious gleam in her eyes. "We can talk about all the 'wonderful' parts of the perfect man." Jubes just laughed at that, while Ms. Proper rolled her eyes, and the Princess just stiffened.
"I'll look for paper and pen." Wonderful, oblivious Laura, just trying to be helpful and completely miss Tabby's naughty little point.
"Well," purred Wanda, my bringer of doom. It looked like she was going to take control of this little situation. I could only pray that she wouldn't somehow bring up a certain no-good, sleazebag cajun. Of course she would; who am I kiddin'? Doom, right?! "Let's get down to business shall we?