Perfect by Nature

Chapter 4: The Other Woman

Welcome back to my story and I thank you for all your attention. I have had numerous requests to continue this story so I'm doing just that I hope that everyone enjoys this series on the whole.

The day was brighter than any other Saturday that Jean Grey had ever experienced before in her life. The birds were singing a beautiful song of happiness that she had never noticed before. The wind blew gently across her face and kissed her cheeks playfully. As she stepped into the hall in nothing but her pajama top she seemed to glow with a radiance born from inside her and for once the smile on her face was a true one. She stepped lightly into the bathroom and looked at all the makeup in the cabinet; could she have really used the entirety of this make up? It all seemed so unnecessary to her, but she decided that a little blush never hurt. She stepped into the shower and looked down at the water as it floated into the shining metal drain and lost herself in reminiscence.

The day before had been a very trying one to say the least and after all was said and done Jean had gone to the school infirmary with Jason and things got out of control. Jean was situated on the bed with her legs wrapped around Jason's waist as they hungrily kissed each other. Jean tore open Jason's button up dress shirt and then started on his pants. With in seconds they had ended up parallel on the bed lost in their own little world. Jean had only the skirt she had worn to school and the lace cotton panties she had worn underneath on with her bra hanging precariously from her shoulders. However, this did not last much longer as Jason sat up and unwrapped her legs from his waist.

"Th..this is wrong." He sputtered as he hastily snatched on his shirt.

"What why?" Jean huffed disappointedly.

"I…I, It's just wrong." He leaned in and stole a quick kiss from Jeans lips "Call me when you hit eighteen, maybe then." He finished putting on his shirt and walked to the door, "I'm locking up, you'll be able to get out but not back in, ok."

"Ok." Jean nodded and began redressing herself as Jason left her alone. Jean had left shortly after and returned to the Xavier manor. For someone who had just been rejected she was feeling surprisingly powerful and it had showed. She spent the rest of the day working out in danger room to retire early.

She let hot water wash over her as she cleaned herself thoroughly; she had not liked showering for the longest for the soul fact that she never felt clean no matter what she did. However, this time was different she actually felt clean like she had not felt clean since she was a child. She quickly finished and put on her favorite pair of cargo jeans and spaghetti strap camisole. She walked out into the hall and down the hallway finally ending in the living room with all of the others. Not noticing the way everyone was staring at her, she sat down and began to think of what she should do today. However, the only thing she could think about was Jason and his gentle ferociousness.

So she decided to give the day more than just the usual lazy Saturday where she did nothing but hang out with the girls from the dorm. At this point, Scott approached her from the side and began to speak. Though she tried to pay attention she found her mind wandering back to Jason and the way he treated her when they were together. Finally, she decided to pay him a visit but realized that she did not have any idea where to start looking. "Scott."

"Um…yes?"

"Do you know where vice-principal Date lives?"

"No but it should be in the school directeroy, why?"

"Oh no reason, I have to go." Stated Jean as she walked out of the living and to the computer lab, leaving a bewildered and cold-shouldered Scott in her wake. However, such things seemed not to concern her. She had decided to track down her teacher/almost lover and it seemed that was the only thing on her mind for once in her life.

After finding the information she needed she climbed into her SUV and drove to the address she had found online. For some mysterious reason, Jeans heart jumped higher and higher into her throat, as she got closer to his home. Finally, it came into view. It was a normal suburban home; in fact it was almost picture-esque. It was brick two-story house with a white picketed fence and ivory cobblestone masonry for the walkway. As she pulled up to the drive way she saw Jason's motorcycle and a red Saturn Ion in the driveway. She wasted no time and parked on the curb; she approached the door, and then she approached the ebony finish door and rang the bell. After a few minutes of waiting a figure approached the door and opened it. However, it was not the person she was hoping for. The woman that stood before her was a short, bronzed skin beauty with emerald eyes and snowy white shoulder length hair. She was clothed in a sports bra that seemed as if it were two sizes to small for her and pair of sweats that reveled her fit feminine form. "Hello, can I help you?" said the exotic looking girl in a heavy British accent.

"Um, I was looking for Jason. I'm his aide." Responded Jean.

"Jason, A beautiful young lady is here to see you!" yelled the woman into the house. Jason walked into view clothed in nothing but a pair of athletic pants that proudly displayed his lean muscular tone. When he saw Jean he stiffened and turned sickly color of pale. "She's cute, Jason. Should I be worried?" the woman stepped behind him and smiled a mischievous smile.

"Um…hello, Jean, can I help you?"

"Well I was just…"

"Don't be rude Jason! Introduce us!" ordered the woman playfully.

"Um Kate this is Jean; Jean, this is my girlfriend Kate." Said Jason.

"Girlfriend?"

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