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Meghaine

Chap 2

Meghaine untangles herself from Clarey and stands up stretching before wincing as her back cracks.

"Where you going?" Clarey asks half asleep.

"To take a shower. Sleep for a little while long and I'll wake you when I'm out." Clarey shakes her head and looks at the clock, second period had started ten minutes ago so there was no point in heading that way. "How about I shower with you and then we can kidnap Brian and go into town for lunch?"

Meg grins evilly as she thinks about different ways to get Brian back. "Okay."

Clarey yawns as she climbs off the bed and wraps her arms around Meg's waist heading for their bathroom.

Brian?

Said boy turns his head from where he was sitting in Scott's class and smiles at Meghaine standing outside of the little window.

Come on out here. We're going to go into town for lunch. Just say you have to go to the bathroom.

The speed mutant grins and holds his hand up. "Hey teach I got to go to the bathroom, please, please?" He asks already gathering his books as Scott opens his mouth to reply. "Thanks!" Brian yells already on his way out the class.

Dropping his books off in his room he hurries to the garage grinning as he climbs into a mustang convertible behind Clarey noticing that the girl was partially invisible. "Ah, what's wrong afraid of getting caught?" He asks playing with a few strands of her hair and watching as they turn invisible. "Cool."

Meghaine glares at the boy before climbing into the driver's seat. "Are you two coming to my race tonight?" She asks as she starts the car.

Brian nods enthusiastically as she races out of the garage while Clarey frowns, "I thought you weren't racing anymore, Meghaine."

"Well I wasn't but my old coach asked me to feel in because of one of his driver's broke their leg golfing." Meg informs her girlfriend glancing at her worriedly.

Clarey nods slowly, nibbling her lower lip worriedly.

"Ah don't worry!" Brian inputs, "Those cars are way slow! I can run circles around them!"

Meg snorts, "And if you paid more attention to where you were going then you'd be able to open a door instead of having to run in circles."

"You're the one that keeps locking her door!"

"There's a reason for that." Meg states sarcastically keeping her eyes on the road. "Some of us would like a little privacy when we're in the mood."

Brian rolls his eyes and waves his hand. "Please, like you have anything I want to see."

"But you're not the only one at the mansion."

"But I'm the only one that matters!" Brian retorts grinning and pulling on a strand of Clarey's hair. "Come on blondie say something, don't be getting all shy!"

Clarey glances at him tilting her head to one side curiously. "What do you want me to say?"

Brian shrugs, "Something to keep me from having to talk to the grumpy one," he comments as they begin to enter the town, "Where are we going to eat?" Brian asks bouncing up and down in the seat.

Meghaine glances at Clarey before choosing a diner on the edge of the town. "Come on, let's go." She says as she pulls the car perfectly into the parking spot.

Brian all but jumps out of the car, bouncing on his heels as he waits impatiently for the two girls to get out of the car. Meg unbuckles her seatbelt before taking Clarey's hand in hers and kissing it lightly, "Don't worry, babe. I've done this for years."

Clarey reaches up and traces the scar on Meghaine's forehead, "But not without problems."

Meghaine smiles softly at Clarey before leaning over and kissing her quickly and climbing out of the car. She pulls her low-rise jeans up, not that it really made much difference with the tank that she was wearing that showed her belly either way. Clarey comes around the other side of the car as Brian is already racing across the street and into the diner almost running into three men coming out. Meg groans as she reaches the sidewalk on the other side when the men stop and look at her.

"Ah, chica bonita, Michael me dijo que usted competía otra vez esta noche (Ah, pretty girl. Michael told me that you were racing tonight.)" He moves closer to Meghaine.

"Miguel," Meghaine says with no emotion in her voice.

"Es que cómo usted trata a un amigo viejo?" (Is that anyway to treat an old friend?)

"I don't think that I would consider you my friend," Meg says moving slightly to the left in front of Clarey. These three Mexicans were horrid jerks and Meg didn't want Clarey around them. "Look, we're about to eat. I'll see you on the track."

Meg pushes Clarey in front of her to the diner as Miguel grabs her arm. "No sea tal ramera, Meggie. O próximo tiempo no será justo su cara que consigue vuelto a perra. (Don't be such a bitch, Meggie. Or next time it won't just be your face that gets rearranged)."

Meghaine pulls her arm away from him before attempting to follow Clarey into the diner, stopping as Miguel grabs her ass. Turning she hits him in the nose with the flat of her palm glad to hear something snap. "Now that is a broken nose." She states proudly before using her telepathy to tell the men to leave. Entering the diner head held high Meg climbs into the booth beside Clarey and lays her arm over the back of the booth. "See, that was how you handle a jerk." She informs her girlfriend blinking as Brian returns to the table balancing seven trays. "What are you eating for twelve now?"

Brian grins as he unloads his arms setting all the trays in front of Clarey. "Nope, but blondie needs to get plenty of carbohydrates if she wants to keep up with you." He says grinning widely, throwing a wink at said mutant as she ducks her head in embarrassment.

"Sit down." Meg commands switching the plates around. "There's plenty here for everyone to eat."

Brian pouts as he glances back at the buffet. "But I want hash browns."

"I'll get them." Meg states standing quickly. "I don't trust you to go back over there." Turning on her heel she heads toward the buffet ignoring Brian's sputtering.

"Bu-but the cook was cute!" Brian argues before crossing his arms over his chest and flopping into the booth opposite the girls. "It's not fair; I wanted to flirt with him."

Clarey reaches across the table to pat his hand. "Oh you'll get your chance next time." She reassures him before pausing for a moment. "Or you could always flirt with him once you get done eating."

"Yeah you're right; I'll have to wait for you slow pokes anyway." Brian agrees throwing his fist in the air. "Cute cook here I come!" He announces enthusiastically before scowling at Meg. "If she ever gets back over here with my hash browns."

Meghaine turns around and heads back to the table, setting the hash browns down in front of the boy. He takes, what looks to them like two bites, before the plate of hash browns is empty and he is jumping up out of the booth and towards the back of the diner.

"That boy needs some Ritalin. Or maybe some coffee." Meghaine shakes her head before chewing on a piece of bacon.

Meghaine looks over at Clarey, who was chewing on her bottom lip and playing with the food on her plate. "Clarey?"

Clarey looks up at her. "What?"

"I didn't tell you about the race tonight so that you could worry all day."

"I'm not worrying," Clarey defends not very convincingly.

Meghaine trails a finger down Clarey's cheek. "Don't worry, babe. I'll be fine."

TBC

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