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XxX=POV change

AN: Errors fixed! Sorry about that!

The alarm was buzzing. Remy reached for it, prepared to sleep another five minutes.
There was a knock at the door.

"Petite?"

Molly looked shy and nervous.
"Uh...hi. I-I was just wondering if you wanted to go, like, out to breakfast with me?"

"Breakfast? Sure...who else is going?" Remy knew it was going to well.

They always had tag-alongs when he really wanted them to hang out alone together.

Always.

"No one else. Just us. I thought we could hang out and talk or

something," Molly said.

"Okay. I'll go get ready," Remy shut the door and got dressed.

This was good. This was really good. She wanted to talk.

Great start to a morning.

A few moments later they were at a cafe downtown.

They chatted and ordered their food.
Remy knew he couldn't force her to talk, so she'd have to make the first move.

"Uh...so...I wanted to talk to you, you know?" Molly looked nervous.

"I know,"

"It's just that we've known each other for a while now and-"

THUNK!

"Ow!" An old USB drive hit the back of Molly's head.
She picked it up and turned around. They saw her classmates from college laughing at her from the sidewalk. "Freak!" One called out.

Remy shot up out of his seat. He was hot with rage.

"D-don't. It's not a big deal," Molly caught his arm as he started to march over.

"Yes it is! They shouldn't treat you like that," Remy protested.
He slowly sat back down.

"I guess not. I mean, last week everyone found out at school and they've been teasing me ever since."

"Can't you talk to the teacher about it?"

Molly shook her head. "I got one of the most...racist...guys ever as my teacher. Some old guy. He doesn't like mutants...or ,ah, other people. It's only a few more months until the class is over, then I'll just sign up for a different one.
I-I'm gonna be fine."

Silence.

"So what were you saying before?" Remy asked.

"Me? Uh...hey, these are really great bagles!"

"Cherie,"

"They even have olives in them!"

"_Molly_,"

"Good cream cheese too,"

Remy sighed. The moment was over and she clammed up again.
He knew she liked him too, but she was too shy to tell him. She'd tried and now the moment was over and they'd been interrupted.

They decided to go to the bookstore since it was nearby.

XxXxXxXxX

They looked around for a while. Molly noticed Remy was attracting positive attention from many female customers.

"No wonder he doesn't like me," she muttered to herself, looking through the comics.

After a few moments, she peeked over at him again and he was carrying on a conversation with a blonde girl. Molly decided to go wander around the self-help section and look for romance advice books.

Ten minutes later she was sitting at a table pouring over several.

Molly didn't find any information that would really help her.

"What did you find?" Remy said. Molly jerked, his voice had startled her.

"Ah, um, just, some stuff. It's getting late, maybe we should go!" She practically flew away from the pile of open books.

"We haven't been here long. I was just going to ask if you wanted one of those coffee drinks," Remy smiled.

"Um...sure. Thank you," Molly said.

She went back to looking around.

"Here. Exquisite food for an exquisite lady," Remy handed her the drink."Captain Flirt strikes again," Molly rolled her eyes.

"I can't help myself when I'm around you, cherie," Remy reached out to stroke her hair.

They found themselves in the kids section.

"Huh. Aww, it's the Miss Dragonfly series," Molly pointed out, "So, uh, what kind of books did you like to read when you were little?"

"I didn't get to read much. My dad didn't really spend a lot of time with me. I mean,
not like quality time or anything,"

"But you are adopted, right? He had to do _some_ stuff with you,"

"We had...excursions...but I didn't get bedtime stories, if that's what you mean. It's all in the past. I don't really like to talk about it."

Molly suddenly hugged him. She was hugging him tight. "I'm sorry. That's awful!"

Remy slowly hugged her back. "It's okay. I don't worry about it anymore.
Uh...so...what about you? You like...books and stuff."

Molly smirked. "Yeah, I like books and stuff. I got read to a lot when I was little and I was always reading. It's just fun I guess."

"What do you like to read now?" Remy asked.

Molly shrugged, "Silly stuff. Romance, sci-fi, those kinds of things. I don't have a very wide scope of books. I guess I need to broaden my horizons." She walked out of the childrens section and Remy followed. "What about you?"

"A little bit of everything. Biographies, sci-fi, novels. Doesn't really matter as long as it's interesting," Remy said. They were actually bonding.
She was enjoying it. "You know...about this morning, I think-"Remy started to say.

Molly looked at her watch suddenly, "Oh! It's almost one! I told Kitty I'd help her with a sewing project. Sorry."

"It's okay," Remy said.

They went home.