Hi to all of those who are reading this!!!
I'm writing this from kitty's POV in diary form (or in her case, on the
laptop we see her confiding in). I've basically actually written the whole
thing already (I'll be uploading chappies every few days), but I'm still
open to reviews if you want me to add anything into this fic. Thanks!
Disclaimer: I do not own X-men evolution, yadayadayada.
On with the story!!!
1st entry
I haven't written anything here for a long time. probably because I've been really busy lately. The only thing I have to say about this is that the teachers at Bayville have all lost their minds. WHAT IS IT WITH ALL THE HOMEWORK??? I spent 3 whole hours on my science yesterday and still had a whole stack of English left!
And now Jean is asking me to help with her stupid bake sale -- despite the fact that I'm a horrible cook - because all the other people at the institute were smart enough to think of some lame excuse to leave before she could coerce them into baking with her. I tried warning her that anyone who ate my cooking might end up with severe indigestion, or worse, food poisoning, but she just laughed it off and said, "Relax, Kitty. It can't be that bad."
I even told her about my strict vegetarianism, and inability to make a meat pie without pitching it out of the window. But did she listen? NO! She replied that if I hated the idea of meat pies so much, _she_ would make them, and I could work on something else, like some apple strudel or something. Which was really unorthodox of her, as she knows about my weakness to apple strudel (that's another problem of living at the Institute - everyone knows everything about each other).
As if I don't already have enough on my mind! I just signed up for vegetarian cooking classes at the community center, without the knowledge of anyone else at the Institute. I definitely don't need anyone else on my back right now.
Rogue just came into the room, mumbled something about going out, and left wearing this very "un-Rogue" kind of outfit (read: Capri pants and a white shirt). Will hound her on that particular detail later when she gets back. I mean, she usually wears her clothes goth-style, so this new revolution is really different. Kind of nice, actually.
I think Scott just came back. I heard his convertible pull into the driveway of the Institute. Okay, I'll admit that I kinda have a crush on him, but I know he only likes me in a little-sisterish kind of way. Besides, it'd be really weird if he did like me back, because. I'd freak out. Come to think of it, Lance would freak out too, haha. Like he'll ever find out. He has this ongoing rivalry with Scott, both of them being leaders of the Brotherhood and the X-men.
Okay, I gotta go now, I can hear Jean calling me downstairs to start mixing the flour or something. I think she just got the recipe for the meat pie. Trust me, as soon as her back is turned, I'm tossing that recipe into the dustbin.
TBC.
Disclaimer: I do not own X-men evolution, yadayadayada.
On with the story!!!
1st entry
I haven't written anything here for a long time. probably because I've been really busy lately. The only thing I have to say about this is that the teachers at Bayville have all lost their minds. WHAT IS IT WITH ALL THE HOMEWORK??? I spent 3 whole hours on my science yesterday and still had a whole stack of English left!
And now Jean is asking me to help with her stupid bake sale -- despite the fact that I'm a horrible cook - because all the other people at the institute were smart enough to think of some lame excuse to leave before she could coerce them into baking with her. I tried warning her that anyone who ate my cooking might end up with severe indigestion, or worse, food poisoning, but she just laughed it off and said, "Relax, Kitty. It can't be that bad."
I even told her about my strict vegetarianism, and inability to make a meat pie without pitching it out of the window. But did she listen? NO! She replied that if I hated the idea of meat pies so much, _she_ would make them, and I could work on something else, like some apple strudel or something. Which was really unorthodox of her, as she knows about my weakness to apple strudel (that's another problem of living at the Institute - everyone knows everything about each other).
As if I don't already have enough on my mind! I just signed up for vegetarian cooking classes at the community center, without the knowledge of anyone else at the Institute. I definitely don't need anyone else on my back right now.
Rogue just came into the room, mumbled something about going out, and left wearing this very "un-Rogue" kind of outfit (read: Capri pants and a white shirt). Will hound her on that particular detail later when she gets back. I mean, she usually wears her clothes goth-style, so this new revolution is really different. Kind of nice, actually.
I think Scott just came back. I heard his convertible pull into the driveway of the Institute. Okay, I'll admit that I kinda have a crush on him, but I know he only likes me in a little-sisterish kind of way. Besides, it'd be really weird if he did like me back, because. I'd freak out. Come to think of it, Lance would freak out too, haha. Like he'll ever find out. He has this ongoing rivalry with Scott, both of them being leaders of the Brotherhood and the X-men.
Okay, I gotta go now, I can hear Jean calling me downstairs to start mixing the flour or something. I think she just got the recipe for the meat pie. Trust me, as soon as her back is turned, I'm tossing that recipe into the dustbin.
TBC.