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(She rolls the window down
And she
Talks over the sound
Of the cars that pass us by
And I don't know why
But she's changed my mind)
"Come on, Scott! Just leave the top down!" Jean pleaded.
"Jean, we're going to be driving on a freeway for about 3 hours to get to the beach! There won't be any places to stop and put the top up if we want it up or it starts to rain," Scott responded.
"Will you stop being so reasonable!" Jean giggled. "Trust me."
And he did. He didn't know why, but he did. He always trusted her. In fact, she was the first person he had trusted completely since his family died. How in the world had this crazy red-headed girl squirmed her way into his heart?
'She's a beautiful crazy red-headed girl.' His mind argued.
(Would you look at her
She looks at me
She's got me thinking about her constantly
But she don't know how I feel
And as she carries on without a doubt
I wonder if she's figured out
I'm crazy for this girl)
He rolled his eyes as he hopped in the drivers seat. Jean laughed happily as she sat down in the passenger seat.
'We've been best friends for years and she still doesn't get it.' Scott thought. 'And this is the amazing telepath that's supposed to have the potential to be stronger than the professor.'
She smiled at him as they pull out of the mansion's long driveway. 'I am completely head-over-heals for you, you silly girl.'
(She was the one to hold me
The night
The sky fell down
And what was I thinking when
The world didn't end
Why didn't I know what I know now)
Jean reached over and turned on the radio, full blast. "I LOVE this song!!!" She yelled and started to sing with it.
"Jean!"
"What?" she stopped singing and looked at him.
"People aren't going to like the fact that our music-"
"Drowns out the voices in their heads?" she interrupted. "Scott, you are never going to see these people again for the most part! Who cares what they think?" She threw her head back, wind rushing through her hair.
Smiling, he shook his head and kept his eyes on the road.
(Would you look at her
She looks at me
She's got me thinking about her constantly
But she don't know how I feel
And as she carries on without a doubt
I wonder if she'll figure out
I'm crazy for this girl)
"Oh, come on, Scott! How many times do you get to be 16? Just because the rest of our house hold is adults, doesn't mean we have to be, too!" Jean began to sing with the radio again.
'Must be nice to be that confident.' Scott shrugged. 'Ah, what the heck. You only live once.' He sang, too.
(Right now
Face to face
All my fears
Pushed aside
And right now
I'm ready to spend the rest of my life
With you)
And the look on Jean Grey's face when he started to sing was priceless. It was the look of a person who had completed their life's goal. She had gotten Scott Summers to act his age. Will wonders never cease? SHE had been able to do that. It was a very good feeling. 'Now, if only I could tell him how great that makes me feel...'
(Would you look at her
She looks at me
She's got me thinking about her constantly
But she don't know how I feel
And as she carries on without a doubt
I wonder if she's figured out
I'm crazy for this girl
Would you look at her
She looks at me
She's got me thinking about her constantly
But she don't know how I feel
And as she carries on without a doubt
I wonder if she's figured out
I'm crazy for this girl)
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So, what'd ya think? Love it? Hate it? Tell me or it'll drive me nuts to not know!
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.
.
.
(She rolls the window down
And she
Talks over the sound
Of the cars that pass us by
And I don't know why
But she's changed my mind)
"Come on, Scott! Just leave the top down!" Jean pleaded.
"Jean, we're going to be driving on a freeway for about 3 hours to get to the beach! There won't be any places to stop and put the top up if we want it up or it starts to rain," Scott responded.
"Will you stop being so reasonable!" Jean giggled. "Trust me."
And he did. He didn't know why, but he did. He always trusted her. In fact, she was the first person he had trusted completely since his family died. How in the world had this crazy red-headed girl squirmed her way into his heart?
'She's a beautiful crazy red-headed girl.' His mind argued.
(Would you look at her
She looks at me
She's got me thinking about her constantly
But she don't know how I feel
And as she carries on without a doubt
I wonder if she's figured out
I'm crazy for this girl)
He rolled his eyes as he hopped in the drivers seat. Jean laughed happily as she sat down in the passenger seat.
'We've been best friends for years and she still doesn't get it.' Scott thought. 'And this is the amazing telepath that's supposed to have the potential to be stronger than the professor.'
She smiled at him as they pull out of the mansion's long driveway. 'I am completely head-over-heals for you, you silly girl.'
(She was the one to hold me
The night
The sky fell down
And what was I thinking when
The world didn't end
Why didn't I know what I know now)
Jean reached over and turned on the radio, full blast. "I LOVE this song!!!" She yelled and started to sing with it.
"Jean!"
"What?" she stopped singing and looked at him.
"People aren't going to like the fact that our music-"
"Drowns out the voices in their heads?" she interrupted. "Scott, you are never going to see these people again for the most part! Who cares what they think?" She threw her head back, wind rushing through her hair.
Smiling, he shook his head and kept his eyes on the road.
(Would you look at her
She looks at me
She's got me thinking about her constantly
But she don't know how I feel
And as she carries on without a doubt
I wonder if she'll figure out
I'm crazy for this girl)
"Oh, come on, Scott! How many times do you get to be 16? Just because the rest of our house hold is adults, doesn't mean we have to be, too!" Jean began to sing with the radio again.
'Must be nice to be that confident.' Scott shrugged. 'Ah, what the heck. You only live once.' He sang, too.
(Right now
Face to face
All my fears
Pushed aside
And right now
I'm ready to spend the rest of my life
With you)
And the look on Jean Grey's face when he started to sing was priceless. It was the look of a person who had completed their life's goal. She had gotten Scott Summers to act his age. Will wonders never cease? SHE had been able to do that. It was a very good feeling. 'Now, if only I could tell him how great that makes me feel...'
(Would you look at her
She looks at me
She's got me thinking about her constantly
But she don't know how I feel
And as she carries on without a doubt
I wonder if she's figured out
I'm crazy for this girl
Would you look at her
She looks at me
She's got me thinking about her constantly
But she don't know how I feel
And as she carries on without a doubt
I wonder if she's figured out
I'm crazy for this girl)
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So, what'd ya think? Love it? Hate it? Tell me or it'll drive me nuts to not know!