He didn't understand why she was so alluring to him. She hated being in the spot light, she hated attention period. In fact she dressed and acted like that just to ward people off, yet she didn't ward him off. He could probably have anybody in the school and all he wanted was Rogue. Why of all the damn X-Geeks to like it just had to be the unattainable one. The challenge, he told himself. It had to be the challenge. Or at least that's what he liked to think.
She however enjoyed the company of those who walked around looking almighty and shit. Scott Summers was a pig and everyone knew it. He almost laughed because everyone knew it but her.
"Hey, come on already... we got class, yo." Todd said hopping up beside him.
Oh, yeah. Peitro loved challenges. "On my way." He said uncharacteristically slowly. Then he proceeded to walk, not run, in the other direction to his class. He glanced back at Rogue and smiled to himself. This was going to be fun.
Surprisingly his first period was Art. It wasn't that he was very good at it; it was a bullshit class that he didn't have to do much in. He sat down beside Allana who shared this class.
"You want something, Maximoff?" She asked not looking at him rather at her newest drawing.
"Do I have to want something to sit with you?" He asked coyly.
"Yes." She smiled mockingly.
"Now I'm hurt," he held his hand over his heart as if in pain. He knew good and well that the Q-Tip probably told her to stay away from them and seeing her in previous battles, he knew she under minded authority.
"What took you so long to get in here? Chasing after some girl?" Allana continued to sketch at her pad.
"Maybe, why? Jealous?" He tried to grin but she wasn't looking at him.
"Puh-leaze. I just like to know things." He finally noticed she was drawing a picture of a girl's face. Not just any girl, but Rogue.
"Wow," The statement had nothing to do with the talent behind the drawing though it was good. It had more to do with the simple beauty captured there.
"What do you think?" He knew she wasn't asking about the picture, but about who was in it.
"Miss Traitor you mean?" He kind of growled.
"Hey, I'd like to remind you that she lives with me. Think what you like, just no negative stuff around me okay?" Allana said simply.
"This coming from someone who openly hates Scott? What makes you think I don't like her?" Damn Damn Damn. Did he really just say that?
"Ha, I knew it." Allana laughed.
How had she out witted the great Peitro Maximoff? No fair, no one could do that.
"You know it's too bad that Rogue likes Mr. Perfect..." Allana trailed off smiling to herself.
"Yeah... too bad." He studied the picture and sighed. He shook his head trying to chase the images of Rogue away from his mind. "Don't you like the blue boy?" He was attempting to change the subject handing her back the sketchpad.
She shrugged. "We're not talking about me, Peitro. We are talking about Rogue."
"Is part of your mutation the ability to trap people?" Peitro asked sincerely stumped.
She shrugged again, "It might be."
Peitro went back to his private thoughts. Stupid little Twister; She didn't know anything. He didn't like Rogue. Not really anyway. Challenge. That was the operative word. If anything else it would just be hilarious to watch Scott fume at having lost not one girl, but two from right under his nose. First move would be at lunch. Yes, lunch. In the meantime he'd be suffice with the daydreams of him being Rogue's first kiss. What was he thinking, oh whatever, he decided to just enjoy it.
"Maximoff." Allana interrupted his thought process.
"What?" He asked slightly irritated.
"Class is over," she smiled. He looked around; it was true they were the only ones left.
"Oh," he tried to grin and play it off but she was already leaving. The picture of Rogue lay on the table.
"Allana, your pict..." He trailed off; she was already gone. It wasn't that he couldn't run up and give it to her; after all he was Quicksilver. But, he liked this picture. He looked closely and noticed a small note at the bottom.
Peitro-
Thought you'd appreciate this more than some. Follow that speedy heart of yours.
-Allana
He grinned. A gift from a wannabe Cupid? He laughed at the thought and sped off to second period with the drawing safely tucked into his binder.

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Hey y'all J.C. Thomas here. Ah, Allana playing tricks again??? All right I know this chapter wasn't quite as good as the first, but this will be significant for later. Oh, btw no Allana does not like Scott... sorry all. (Jessie was planning a parody to this just to be funny making it Sclana *shudders*) Well you all didn't make it very clear as to who you all wanted... half of you wanted Peitro and the other Scott... perhaps I'll have to play with you a little??? Hmmm... just a thought. Later!