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"So are you going to introduce me to all the friends you made here?" Amy asked John while they walked through the hallways.

Smiling John said, "No, I haven't seen you for years, not to get possessive but right now I just want to keep you to myself."

"You're right in no way is that possessive."

"Shut up. Besides I only have like one friend here anyways."

"And here's your room," John said opening a door to reveal a nice bedroom with some furniture including one bed.

"Gosh, too bad I don't really have anything other than this getup to wear. I wish I wasn't broke," Amy said as she sat on the bed. John just looked at his friend giving her a worried look. "What?"

"Are you all right? The Professor explained to me what you went through on the streets."

"Now that I ate I'm good." After John and Amy talked to the Professor they went downstairs to the kitchen so she could eat. She devoured all the food she could as if she hadn't eaten in days. Which wasn't completely untrue.

Looking closely at Amy, John observed her for a while. "Your skins paler than I remember."

"Yeah. Don't worry I'm sure I'll get my color back. The weather is rather sunny here."

"You lost a lot of weight too."

"John, quit worrying about me I'm fine."

"I'm sorry it's just it seem like things got worse when I left."

"No they were the same. Living on the streets is just what took it out of me." It was a total lie. Things got insanely worse when John left, but Amy wasn't going to tell him that. It was obvious he felt guilty enough.

"I should have taken you with me, I don't know why I didn't."

"John please. It's not your fault okay. It's not like you wanted this to happen. Lets talk about something else now."

John was about to argue, but changed his mind. Forcing Amy to talk wasn't going to get him anywhere and sooner or later she'd talk about what happened when he was gone. "I still have the Zippo you gave me," John said pulling it out. "I'm always playing around with it, it really pisses people off."

Laughing Amy said, "Nice."

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Night had finally fallen and John was sitting on the bed with a sleeping Amy on his lap. Absentmindedly he stroked her hair, when Jean Grey walked in the room her hands filled with several shopping bags.

"What are you doing here?" John asked in a slightly rude tone.

"Well, I'm sure Amy over there would appreciate some clothes. I took the liberty of reading her mind to find out her sizes and the kind of stuff she likes to wear so she should be able to make due with this for a while," Jean explained.

"Even if she hated the clothes I think Amy would be more than thankful anyways."

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The next morning Amy woke up to see several shopping bags lined up against the bottom of her bed. Looking through them she saw that everything in them were exactly her sizes. There were clothes, shoes, accessories, makeup, underwear, pajamas everything she would ever need. Beaming with happiness Amy took out an outfit and went over to the bathroom in the hallway to take a shower. Considering she hadn't taken one in weeks it was absolute heaven to her. Since she had to scrub every inch of her to clean herself up the shower took a little bit longer than usual. When she was done and dressed she combed her hair and put some makeup on. Then she came back to her room to get her stuff.

"Looks like you're back to your old self," John said when she came out of her room. What John said wasn't completely true. While Amy had gone back to wearing makeup, streaking and styling her hair, she still looked extremely pale, skinny, and not to mention there was something about her that made her seem distant. Even more distant then she used to be.

"I know right," Amy said. "Did you get all this?"

"No, you can thank Dr. Grey for that."

"Really?"

"Yeah, are you okay?"

"Mmm hmm, it's just . . . Come on we better get to class."

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While Bobby and Rogue were sitting in their seats talking sweetly like a typical teenaged couple they saw John walk in talking with a black haired girl they had never seen before.

"Who's that?" Rogue asked.

"No clue. Must be new. She seems to be rather friendly with John though," Bobby commented.

"She must not know what he's really like."

"John!" When John turned his head to look at Bobby, he said something to the girl and the two walked over to Bobby and Rogue.

"Hey, guys," John said. "This is my friend Amy back from home. Amy this is my friend Bobby and his girlfriend Rogue."

"Hey guys," Amy said.

"Hey, Amy," Bobby greeted.

"Hi," Rogue said.

The four talked for a while until a woman with dark skin and long white hair walked in and started class. She went by the name Storm.

"Psst, hey," a girl whispered to Amy.

"Yes?" Amy asked.

"Are you new here?"

"Yeah."

"I'm Kitty and this is Jubilee," Kitty said indicating an Asian girl that sat next to her.

"Hi I'm Amy."

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The classes were typical classes, the kind of stuff she was used to at a normal school. The only thing any different was when someone used their powers, like when Kitty walked though walls or Jean moved an object with her mind. When her last class of the day ended her friends started leaving the class, while Amy stayed behind.

"Amy, you coming?" Rogue asked.

"I'll be right there I promise," Amy assured.

"All right."

Grabbing her stuff Amy walked over to Jean hesitantly. She wanted to thank her for what she did, but she wasn't really sure how to go through with it.

"Yes, Amy?" Jean asked.

"Umm, John told me you were the one who got all that stuff for me. So, uh, thank you. I really appreciate it."

"You're welcome."

"Why'd you do it?"

"Because you needed clothes."

"You mean you did just to be nice."

"I guess you could say that."

While Amy had been trying to hold her tears back she couldn't take it anymore. Suddenly they came pouring out.

"What's the matter? Did I do something wrong?"

"No, it's just. No one's ever done anything nice for me before. Well except John that is, but still you hardly even know me, and you went out of your way to do all that for me. I just can't believe it. Thank you so much!" Without thinking Amy hugged Jean tightly. For a second Jean was surprised and froze. Then a smile appeared on her face and she hugged the girl.

"You're welcome."

Letting go of her Amy started to wipe her eyes. "Well I better go. Bye Dr. Grey."

"Goodbye Amy."

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"Where's Amy?" John asked Rogue. "I thought she had her last class with you."

Getting slightly annoyed Rogue said, "I told you she stayed behind to talk to Dr. Grey she said she'd catch up with us later."

"John what is up with you?" Bobby asked.

"Nothing, I'm fine."

"Okay then."

"Hey guys," Amy said.

Looking over at Amy, Rogue gasped when she saw that her eye makeup was smeared indicating that she had been crying a lot. Abruptly getting up ignoring John and Bobby's questioning looks, Rogue walked over to Amy and grabbed her. "Come on Amy I have to go to the bathroom," Rogue said.

"Is this that whole girls can't go to the bathroom alone rule thing?" Amy questioned.

"Yes it is, now lets go."

Dragging a confused Amy behind her Rogue walked over to the bathroom. When they got there, Rogue pulled out some pieces of tissues and handed them to Amy. "You're makeup's smeared," Rogue explained.

"Oh!" Amy exclaimed. Immediately she started fixing her makeup. "Thank you, the last thing I need is John questioning me in front of everybody."

"What were you crying about anyways?"

"Dr. Grey bought me a whole bunch of clothes and stuff in my size. This outfit I'm wearing right now is one of the many. It's just I was so overwhelmed when I thanked her because no one's every really done that for me before."

"Oh. Well I'm sorry."

"It's okay."

"So, umm can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"You and John it kind of seems like there's something between you two you know. I'm just wondering if you two ever went out or something."

"What? No! We're just really close friends. Back where we used to live our lives were crap, we had no one but each other."

"Oh, I see. It just seemed like, I don't know, that there was something else there. I really don't know how to explain it. If I ever figure it out I'll tell you."

"Okay. I'm curious to know what it is."

Still talking the two girls went back to a confused Bobby and John.

"What the heck is with girls not being able to be alone?" John commented when they returned.

"What the heck is it with guys that want to be alone?" Rogue countered.

"Yeah. In the bathroom!" The others laughed while John gave his signature smirk.