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Blue Creation

By GreyPenInk

Warnings: I've seen a total of seven different episodes, not in correct order, so I will definitely not even try to stick to the cartoon or the cartoon characters. The P.O.V. or point of view will be changing a lot in this chapter. All P.O.V. shall be of the person's name at the beginning of the paragraph. Keep up if you can and good luck other wise.

Principal Kelly glared silently at the student that sat in the chair in front of his desk. To him this little monster had mutant written all over from head to toes. There was no way; the need for sunglasses, thick concealing clothing and obvious obsession with blue to the point of having bluish black hair was coincidentally normal. Silences stretched on as Principal Kelly continued to glare and the new transfer student continued to pick at her peeling blue nail polish.

A loud sneeze was suddenly released straight into her hands.

"Eew! Coo you peas and meh ay tissue?" said Kelsey Parther as she looked down at her hands and sniffed miserably. Upon receiving two tissues she swiped with one and blew her nose with thunderous force in the other. "Tank you. Ah ate ah-ving ay code."

Then again there was a chance she was just another geeky student. He would have to watch her.

"Well then, just give this slip to the lady outside and she'll print out your class schedule."

"O'tae, tank you." Kelsey mumbled and took the paper.

With another sneeze and a groan she made her way out.

Kurt Wagner fidgeted in his seat as his teacher droned on. A quiet snore drew his attention from the front to the seat next to him. Sean Gavi, with his head on the desk, was sleeping like a few other classmates of theirs. It was a temping idea but Kurt knew he'd wake up with a killer neck pain if he did.

Kelsey grumbled as she turned the corner into yet another hallway that looked exactly alike. 'Where the heck is room 219? Crud! Class is half way over by now!' Pulling her large hood up and over her face she muffle a small growl of annoyance into it. 'Calm down and just keep looking.' She pushed her navy hood just over her sunglasses and looked around again. It really did all look the same to her. This was not her day; the only good thing so far today was that she had found the girls bathroom and was able to give her nose a sound blowing. Now she could talk normally. Just as she was about to turn one more corner something very big came around and crashed into her.

Duncan Matthews and the rest of his English class were coming in after their loopy teacher had paired them all and made them 'go study nature in order to better understand the use of nature in the book.' What he really wanted to study was Jean Grey but their idiot teacher had partnered her with Scott Summers and him with … Pietro Maximoff.

That guy was driving him crazy, he talked so damn fast and he had been having fun pissing him off since the beginning of the semester two weeks ago. Duncan didn't know how a slacker like him was in the senior class but he was ready to strangle him if he could just get his hand on him. He walked a little faster to get away from Maximoff and the love-y-dove-y Scott and Jean. Turning the corner he ran into someone, looking down and only seeing the top of a blue hood covered head. He moved to shove the person back but immediately got his hands slapped away.

Kelsey felt discombobulated for a moment but quickly smacked away the hands that seemed to be coming for her breasts. Her hit only caused a short pause before the hands were back and shoving her hard into the wall behind her.

Duncan slammed the dude into the wall. 'The nerve of this guy! Slapping my hands like that!' He thought. "Stay out of my way shrimp!" He yelled, hands keeping the blue hooded, cushy chested male pinned. 'Cushy chested…?'

Kelsey angrily screamed: "Pervert! Hands off!" Her first hour of her first day here at Bayville High and she already had found the school pervert! What a cruddy day!

Duncan was now far enough way to see whom he was gripping and realized too late; 'He is a gir…' Suddenly something smash into him sending him to the ground. He never got to finish his thought.

Pietro watched Dunce-Can hurriedly turn the corner. He was so much fun to piss off, and with his mutant powers he easily stayed out of Duncan's reach. Not that he couldn't handle Dunce-Can; it just further pissed off the football player when he couldn't catch him. It was even more fun than bugging old Laser-Eyes, plus he was on his Roguey's good side for not starting it with Scott. Deciding that he had given Duncan enough nanoseconds of not being harassed he sped up to catch him. He reached the corner in time to see Dunce-Can slam a girl, he could tell from the long skirt, into the wall and keep her there with his hands on her breasts. This was surreal; he'd never seen that idiot treat a girl like that. It was her scream that brought him back. Charging forward he rammed himself into the pervert.

Kelsey looked up to a gorgeous pale haired vision, that just a second ago hadn't been in front of her, then to the blond pervert lying on the floor. This guy had just knocked down her molester, and was still glaring daggers at him. To her, he was so cool!

Pietro turned to check on the girl in front of him self. "Are-you-okay?" asked he in his usual super speed.

Kelsey blinked and before she could translate someone yelled something.

Scott and the rest of the class looked on the seen they had just now reached. "Maximoff what did you do to her!"

Pietro gaped at him. "What! I didn't touch her!"

Scott shook his head disbelievingly, "I said what did you do to her?"

Pietro glared at Scott, he couldn't believe this! This is what he got for saving someone. "And I said I didn't touch her!"

Kurt and the other students, now awake, stared at their classroom door. There was an awful lot of noise going on out there. Though the words were muffled he could hear the voices. It had at first sounded like Duncan and someone else, now it was Scott and Pietro. Kurt glanced at his teacher, Mrs. Belling was biting her lip, probably unsure whether to check out side or not.

Kelsey could see that the brunette with shades was about to start up again and interrupted. "You shut up! Don't yell at him! Don't accuse him! He saved me from that pervert!" Kelsey yelled as she pointed at the recovering blonde.

Jean, who had been hurrying over to Duncan to help him up, stopped midway at hearing that. She looked at him eyed wide, and disbelieving.

Scott's eyebrows shot up. "What? Pietro saved you?"

Kelsey glared, "Yeah! Peter saved me, what's it to you?"

Pietro flinched at that. "My name's not Peter, it's Pietro. Pietro Maximoff." He glared harder at Scott, "And I did save her. It was Dunce-Can here that crushed her into the wall and was feeling her up!"

Kurt's eyes were as wide as wide could be. His teacher had just chosen the wrong moment to open the door and they heard every word Pietro, yes he was sure it was Pietro now, had said. There in front of the class door laid the "Dunce-Can" himself.

Scott, Jean, the rest of English class and Kurt's Public Speaking class could only stare at the now red-faced Duncan.

Mrs. Belling was the first to recover from shock, surprisingly. "Very good Pietro, that was very admirable of you to defended her but would you and the rest of your class please return to your classroom. As for you Mr. Matthews, three weeks detention and we will be talking to the Principal and your parents after school. Now everyone to class."

Kelsey couldn't help but blush in embarrassment; both at getting his name wrong and at two whole classes of people knowing she got groped. What an absolutely awful day. She just wanted to disappear right then, still she had to thank her hero.

Pietro had the biggest grin on his face. This was a great day! Finally a little recognition! People would so be talking about him as a hero in the halls, girls would go even more gah-gah for him, his Roguey and Wanda for sure would be thrilled, Duncan was in trouble, Dunce-Can had probably just ruined his rep on top of it, Scott looked just plain stupid now for accusing him, he himself wasn't in trouble and the girl… was saying something to him.

Kelsey looked at Pietro, her silver haired rescuer. He looked awesome when he smiled like that. "Um… Pietro, I just wanted to say…" she waited till he turned to her. "What I mean is thank you. That was so mega-wonderful of you. I really appreciate you saving me. You're the best!"

Pietro liked few things better than having his ego stroked. Oh yeah, this was a great day. "Your welcome, but really I couldn't let a thing like him hurt you now could I? I've got to get to class now, but I'll see you around okay." 'Smooth, Pietro you are so very smooth,' he thought to him self.

Kelsey blush now for a different reason. 'He is so wonderful!' She couldn't help but swoon as he walked off with the rest of his class. A not so quiet cough brought focus to the teacher in the classroom door way. "Oh right class! Could you show me where room 219 is, I've been trying to find my class."

Mrs. Belling frowned. "There is no room 219. Let me see your schedule." In a quick glance she solved the problem. "That's not supposed to be a 9, it's a 4. It's classroom 214, that's this class. Please come in and introduce your self."

Kelsey felt a huge knot in her stomach instantly form. 'Oh crud! After all that I have to go in and make sure everyone knows it was me that got groped. I'll be Kelsey Parther a.k.a. the Felt Up Girl! What a cruddy day!' Not wanting to extend her suffering even more she walked in, plastered a big fake smile on her beat red face and immediately started. "Hi I'm Kelsey Parther. I go by Kelly normally. I'm sixteen, born in France and a sophomore. Um…I have an eye condition, hence the shades. I was born premature so my eyes are a little differently then yours. My eyes are extremely light sensitive so I have to wear sunglasses all the time."

Kurt looked at the girl in head to toe blue. Like blue much does she? Bluish black hair, navy sunglasses, baggy navy sweater, light blue backpack, floor length loose dark blue skirt, and blue tennis shoes; the only real other color were her bright red blushing cheeks. After her little intro she was directed to sit next to him. The rest of class passed uneventfully with the new girl taking notes furiously and him sneaking glances at her. 'Why would Duncan start picking on the new girl? Or any girl for that matter?' he wondered. Class ended quicker than he expected. Standing up to leave he took one last glance at her. Kurt couldn't suppress a small sound of disgust at seeing that on the margin of her notes. Pietro's name with multiple hearts was written repeatedly all over the place. He opened his mouth to say something and found her in the middle of taking off her baggy sweater. All he could do is gawk, under the sweater she wore a long sleeved, high collared shirt, but what got him was that it was skintight. It showed off her large chest well, in his opinion. 'Duncan grabbed those?' he thought.

Kelsey signed in releif when she reached her new seat; at least introductions were over. Now all she had to do were take notes, which proved to be hard for her because of three things. One being the lecture was extremely boring, two being she couldn't get her mind off the handsome Pietro Maximoff and the last reason was the absolutely cute guy next to her that kept looking her way. Plus it was getting too hot in the room! She briefly wondered if it was because she was sick. Kelly Parther mentally curse the heat but made no move to take her sweater off. She didn't want anyone to see exactly what the 'Dunce-Can' had grabbed. The class bell rang at last. Class took way too long to end! Finally she could take off her sweater! It was so darn hot in here! Once most of class was out the door she hurriedly moved to take off her sweater…but forgot to remove her sunglasses and earrings first. Her aunt was right; this sweater neck was too small. Kelsey grunted as she tried to pull it off, it was just stuck on her clip on earrings, leaving her in the dark and surrounded by cotton.

Kurt had just continued to stare, but now he was trying to hold in his laughter. This girl, (Kelly right?) looked so stupidly funny right now. He waited a bit for her to get out so he could talk to her. When she continued to struggle, he realized that she really was stuck. Kurt didn't know whether to laugh out right or be concerned. "Do you need some help?"

Kelsey froze at hearing another person so close. Oh crud this was just so embarrassing; it really was an awful day. Well she could: a.) Say yes and get help b.) Say no and keep struggling by her self or c.) Bang her head repeatedly on her desk until she freaked he out enough to scare him off. However good b and c looked she knew another class would most likely be coming in shortly and that would be even more embarrassing. Kelsey sighed before she answered: "Yes peas. If you coo juss elp meh pool ish off." Kelsey mentally sighed. Her stuffy nose was back. It sucked to be sick!

Kurt's head tilted and he pondered what he heard. It must have been the sweater making her sound so strange. Anyway, he had definitely heard a 'yes' in there, so he grabbed onto the sweater.

Kelsey felt a tug on the sweater then another tug, followed by a hard pull, which did the trick and more. For a second she saw her shades, earrings, sweater, and helper guy fly through the air but the light hurt so she shut her eyes tight. She heard a bump and a clatter of metal objects that had to be the guy and her stuff landing on the floor. Poor guy, he more than likely fell on his bum, yet she couldn't help but laugh.

Kurt glared up at the girl laughing at him with her eyes closed; it was a very odd sight. 'Humph, now she's the one laughing.' "Here are your glasses." 'But should he really give them back?' he thought.

Kelsey held out her hands. There was a pause. "Um…" Her shades where set into her hands, immediately she put them on. " Tank you." A strange look was all she got. "Oh yeah!" she pulled a Kleenex out and blow loud enough to rival a car horn. 'Oh crud I hadn't meant for it to be that loud. I can feel myself bush. "I said thank you, it's just I have a bit of a cold." Before she got any response the class started to fill with students. Quickly grabbing her binders and backpack she hurried out the door. She made all of five feet in distance from the class before she realized she still had no idea where to go. Crud, at this rate she would be late for her next class. An unexpected hand on her shoulder nearly made her jump out of her skin.

Kurt frowned as he picked the girl's stuff of the floor. He couldn't believe she it left all here and now he had to go find her. Stepping out the door he was glad he didn't have to look far. She was looking intensely over a paper that he guessed to be her schedule. He walked up to her and waited for her to notice him. Then waited more and more until he didn't want to wait any more. He startled her he could tell, but he hadn't meant to. "Kelly right? Here is your stuff, you forgot it." He turned to go but this time it was his shoulder grabbed.

Kelsey looked at the guy; he was a bit taller than her, had nice features and seemed to be honestly nice. Maybe he would help her. "Thank you again. I appreciate it, but if I could ask you for one more thing?" The guy gave a slight nod. "Could you tell me how to get to my next class?" He took her schedule, only to blink at it in disbelief. "Hey what is that look for? Do I have any particularly mean teachers?"

Kurt could not believe his eyes, if this was right he'd be seeing a lot of this girl. "No. It's just that you've got European History, Geometry, Biology and Gym with me also. That's every class we have together except one." His shock was just met with a big happy smile. "Well then you can tell me where all those classes are!"

A tug and a tingling sensation pulled at the corner of his lips. Her smile was infectious and reminded him of Scott's grin with his shades on.

"We even have them all at the same periods. Come on Kelly, follow me."

"Do I get to know the name of the guy I'm stalking to class?"

"Stalking?"

"okay so that was the wrong word choice, but what is your name?"

"Kurt, Kurt Wagner."

"Nice to meet you, Kurt Wagner. You seem like a nice guy."

TBC