#A car accident involving a couple of X-Men sparks a chain of events that puts Gambit, Blaze, Rogue and Angel in a strained and strange situation#

Disclaimer: I own nothing, nada, zip. Blaze owns me

A/N: Number 10 in my Evo fics, though no need to read the others first. The only thing you really need to know is that Gambit has switched sides, as will become obvious fairly quickly. I hope you enjoy, let me know what you think?

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Bayville High basked in the tranquillity of a peaceful, golden afternoon. All was quiet; all was still. Boring, thought a blonde bombshell as she sat in the back row of her math class. Boring, boring, boring and boring-er still. Tabitha tapped her pen on her desk impatiently, watching the second hand on the clock above the teacher's head steadily count down. Can't time go any faster? She thought about letting rip with one of the little explosive balls that were her mutant power, creating a distraction to get her out of there faster. No, she realised, they'd probably only land me in detention for it. Oh why can't the bell just ring early for once!

Boom Boom's ear pricked up at the sudden shrill squeal of car brakes, and her nostrils flared at the acrid stench of tyre smoke. Ignoring her teacher and classmates, Tabitha lurched to the open window and thrust her head outside. Down below on the school's frontage, a sleek silver convertible with its top down did a smooth doughnut on the asphalt. Its redheaded driver had one hand on the wheel, the other dangling gracefully down the car's flank. As the car pirouetted on the spot, the doughnut created waves of tyre smoke and left behind a thick black circle of rubber.

The driver then threw off the brake and accelerated rapidly away, scoring through the black circle with twin diagonal lines. Tossing her long curls back over her shoulder, the driver spun the car around and came back at the markings at a ninety-degree angle. She slammed on the brakes as she crossed the circle one last time, leaving yet another set of tyre tracks on the road. The result, as the mental redheaded girl spun the car around lazily and stool in her seat to examine her handiwork, was a large circle, scored through with an X.

"Whoo-hoo, go Blaze!" Tabby saluted her friend cheerily, ducking back into the classroom just as the bell finally rang. Tabby grabbed her bag and math book, and was halfway down the corridor before anyone else in her class has even left their seats. She slid down the banister on the stairs, taking a leap for the door as soon as she got to the ground floor. There was a shout behind her that could have been Principle Kelly, but Boom Boom wasn't looking back. Thrusting her way through the double doors, Tabby legged it to Blaze's car and dived into the passenger seat.

"Seat belt," the petite British girl insisted with a laugh. In flared blue hipster jeans and a black vest top, Blaze sparkled with tasteful jewellery and neat makeup. Her long curly hair hung loose down her back and her big brown eyes were glinting with laughter. No sooner had Tabby fastened herself in when Blaze stamped on the gas and launched her car at the unsuspecting Bayville streets.

"Whoa," exclaimed the blonde, laughing. "Oh man, I seriously thought today would never end!"

"Are you joking," Blaze replied, reaching out a hand to crank up the stereo. "Today is only just beginning!"

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