Summary: There's a new waitress at the Bayville coffee hangout, and she's stealing a certain pyromaniac's heart. This is a Pyro/OC fiction. The Acolytes actually are staying at the Mansion, the Brotherhood are on their own, and everyone is going to school!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in X-Men or Evolution, they are all owned by Marvel. However Kaylee is my character. Viva the pairings! I'm also gonna assume you know who the characters are by name and I don't have to put a detailed description to every single one. Maybe if I decide to revise the story, but for now, enjoy!
Note: I've read alot of Pyro/Wonda stuff and Pyro Amara stuff and I tend to think they're both too mean to him. So this one is more Mutant/Human sweet romance. There will be evilness later so the rating will change.
Chapter 2
Rogue had some time before class started, so she went to the Bean Cafe to grab something for breakfast. She walked in and saw the usual morning crowds and Gregory behind the counter. ' The man never takes a day off. ' She got to the counter and smiled at him. "Hi Greg, how goes it?" Gregory smiled, because she was one of his favorite patrons. "Rongue, good morning, what can I get you sweetheart?" "A raspberry twist'll do." She looked around and then back as he got it from the case. "Is that new girl you got working tonight?" It had been a week since they had first seen her, and Rogue being a regular noticed she was there in the evenings. She also noticed that the girl had taken up all of John's free time as he tried to bum rides to the coffee shop or find out any information he could on the girl. "Kaylee? She's my evening girl. Doesn't seem to mind the hours, and she seems to have taken a fancy to one of your friends." Rogue smiled noting there was no line behind her so she bit into the warm pastry deciding she had some time to speak with him. "Yeah, we all saw John oogling over her last week. He's been curious about her name." "John, he seems like a nice boy, but if he upsets my waitress at all, I won't be such a nice guy." Rogue waved a hand at him as she headed for the door. "I wouldn't worry bout it, I'm sure he'll be a real gentleman." With that she headed out walking down the street towards school. In truth, she considered John a friend, because he was Remy's friend. Lately he had been a bit down, and it wasn't hard to notice, mainly because nothing in the mansion had been burnt since school started, but since he had seen Kaylee, he was back to writing in his notebook and playing with fire again. Now Rogue had a name for him, and that should make his day.
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John sighed flipping his lighter open and shut as he sat at lunch. His after school activities had kept him from the cafe and he wasn't too happy about it. His notebook was now full of poetry and drawings of the un named waitress. Resting a hand on his chin he smiled to himself picturing her walking out of the cafe, her hands full with trays of hot steaming coffee, her apron full with her notebook. Her soft brown eyes and hair reminded him of maple wood. A shadow loomed over his book and he blinked looking up at Remy and Rogue. "Hi John." Pyro smiled at the southern twang of Rogue's Mississippi accent. "Ello Sheila, what are you two up to today?" Remy smirked sitting across from John and shuffling a deck of cards. "We were gonna be goin to a movie tonight. But Roguey have somtin she want to be tellin you." John looked at Rogue who at on the table. "I figured if you wan, Remy an Ah can drop you off at the Bean Cafe so you can hang out with Kaylee." It took all of two seconds for John to get the hint and his blue eyes widen causing his yellow sunglasses to fall onto his nose. "Her name is Kaylee? You're not gammin me mates? When did you find this out? How long would I be there? Answers Rogue, come on."
He was talking so fast that Remy had to chuckle and Rogue smiled glancing from Remy to John. "Ah figured we could drop you there after school, and pick yah up when the movie's done. Round closin tahme." "You guys are the best!" John reached over hugging Remy quickly and Rogue jumped off the table to avoid skin contact. "Homme you better let dis cajun go fore I make you glow." John let go quickly but the damage had been done, a smirk on his face and a look in his eyes as he grabbed his notebook and zippo hearing the bell and ran into the building. He couldn't wait for school to end.
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John found a seat inside because it was colder now that they were getting into fall. He propped his feet up and looked around noting that it was himself, the Owner/Barista, two other customers, one of which was on a phone and no one else. He frowned slightly looking at his notebook. Rogue and Remy had said they would be back around closing, and if anything changed, they'd give him a call on his cell. Not that John had anything else to do, but it made him frown thinking he may be sitting here doing nothing all evening. So he opened his notebook and began to write. He let the world around him vanish as he inhaled coffee and pastries and listened to the minor sounds of the coffee house writing his poem. It had started out about the cafe itself and had quickly turned into a poem about Kaylee. He smiled to himself looking up as he thought about her name. It sounded pleasant to him, easy to pronounce. He went to shift his feet and saw a paper coffee cup with a hot drink right at his feet. Looking around he noticed that Kaylee was here and was behind the counter, he'd never even seen her come in. Of course his mind wasn't focused on watching her come in. But since she was here, John leaned back with the cup of coffee and watched her go all over the cafe. She was refilling straws and condiments, then pushing in chairs and straightening up, including resetting the chess board. She glanced up at him with an arm full of fliers and papers that people had tried to dump and smiled at him with a shy smile. John melted. He grinned like a little boy and lifted the coffee cup. "G'day, was this from you?" She nodded walking over, he noticed she wore the apron again, but today had a white blouse with a black vest and black slacks on. "It's another caramel mocha, I hope they're ok. I wasn't sure if that would be ok or not." He smiled still watching her. "Sheila, it's one of me favorite drinks. I was suprised you figured it out." She walked forward and brushed come of her curly hair behind her ear. "Well, like I said, you seemed the type." John stood to be polite and offered her a hand. "The name's John Allerdyce, right pleased to meet cha." She returned the smile not as shy and shook hands. "Kaylee McKenzie, are you Australian? The accent sounds thick." He beamed and had a seat again. "You got good ears, I'm over here doin school but down unda is the place of residence." She looked about to say something when the door opened and she glanced towards the counter leaving the conversation to take the gentleman's order at the counter. John looked at his hand and thought about how smooth her skin was. Everything he had seen so far, heard so far, and experianced so far made him certain that she was his goddess.
He flipped open his notebook and began writing in it again, every so often Kaylee seemed to walk over and without a sound refill his mocha which resulted in a silent smile and nod from him. He started to get hungry and stood walking up to the counter where Greg was waiting. It had slowed down again and John ordered a type of sandwich before going back to his seat. He glanced around not seeing Kaylee now and ate while he was writing again. When the sandwich was done he tossed the paper into the trash and stood up stretching, he needed to move around a bit and saw Kaylee playing waitress to the new group that had come in. The place was hopping, figured seeing movies were ending right now, people were getting off work, kids had finished homework. He leaned on one of the walls watching her as she moved around the place delivering cups of coffee, food, taking money, bringing back reciepts. At one point she looked at him, glanced at the door and then walked behind the counter sliding her apron off. 'Is she going on a break?' John pondered this noting that she was walking back around the counter and heading outside, so he followed. Once outside she stretched and smiled at him leaning on the building. "Break time for me." He nodded and smirked propping himself on a chair. "So, you work every night?" She shook her head no smiling a bit. "I work weekday nights, mostly after school." "Where do you go to school?" She smiled at him putting her hands in her pockets. "I'm homeschooled, so I stay in alot." John nodded. "So you don't work on weekends?" She shook her head no smiling as John thought of an idea. "If you're not working tomorrow night, would it be ok if I took you to dinner?" She tilted her head giving him another shy smile. "Is that why you've been hanging out around here all evening?" John shook his head and opened his notebook. "I've been inspired to write. Poems and observations mostly, but alot of writing." She looked at the page and a small blush covered her cheeks. "You're writing poetry about me?" "Well it's uh.........it's more like.......I've been writing poems inspired by you, yeah." She smiled again at him and looked inside. "I should be getting back inside, I'm free after 2 tomorrow, want to meet here?" He nodded with a grin as she adjusted her shirt and headed back inside.
Across the street a pair of eyes narrowed at the conversation that just went on. He uttered a low growl and slowly walked from the alley towards the coffee shop. He was going to make sure no one messed with his girl. He walked past the man with the bright orange hair and into the store heading for the counter.
John felt like he was on cloud nine when he walked back into the cafe. It was cold outside, but he felt like his entire soul was on fire. He had a date. She had said yes! He threw boh hands in the air silently as his cell phone went off. "Ello?" He could hear Remy on the phone and noise from driving. "Johnny, we be headin back to you now. Be maybe 15 minutes." "Alroiyt, I'll be here." "Au revoir." John hung up the phone and glanced over at the counter. He saw Gregory helping a customer who looked unsatisfied, and Kaylee was standing back watching, she didn't look very happy. In fact she looked upset as Gregory told the man to leave. John stood getting ready to head to the counter when the man stormed out. He walked to the counter anyway as Greg was talking to Kaylee. "Sheila, you alroiyt?" She nodded and Greg looked from her to John and back. "I'm sorry son, but we are closing soon, you have a ride home?" He nodded as he shifted the notebook. "My friends are on their way to pick me up, I hope I didn't cause any problems around here tonight." Greg shook his head no as Kaylee walked around beginning to clean up the store. "Not you, just some crazy patrons." John nodded and glanced at Kaylee who looked up and smiled at him. He felt himself melt at her smile until she went back to cleaning and he gave the owner a salute as he headed outside so they could close. From outside though, he watched as Kaylee walked around already thinking of what they would be doing tomorrow evening. An angry set of eyes watched from across the street again, hatred seething into those eyes at the man outside the coffee shop.