Keeping My Distance

Chapter 4: Oops!

Dear Jean,

You're a student right? This means that I can talk to you on a teenager to teenager level without getting in trouble with you as a teacher….I hope. Oh well, what's a little trouble anyways. Besides, I trust you…a little bit. As much as I'm able to trust anyone anyways.

Don't analyze that.

As I was saying, I'm going to tell you about a top-secret student-only event that is coming up in a couple of hours because I, for some reason, am actually excited to go. It's a PARTY! I haven't been invited to a party since I almost killed Dawson at the age of fifteen.

I'm not complaining and I'm certainly not hurt by the fact. I can accept that my power sucks and that normal people will generally want to stay away from me. I just haven't yet accepted that there are actually other people with other powers that suck who actually want to hang out with me. It's a bizarre feeling. Almost a good feeling. And I don't have a lot of those.

Are you coming to the party Jean? Pretty, popular little sugar like you must be invited to these mutant parties all the time…not to mention the real ones. This is how you know that there will be alcohol there.

Now, I'm not generally one to drown my sorrows in the bottle and I have to keep my head about me so I don't go around touching people but I'm interested in getting a little bit of a buzz. It helps to know that if something does go wrong I'll be in a room full of people who can protect themselves.

Okay Jean, got to go get dressed. I'll record the night's events later on if you like. That is…if you don't see them for yourself.

Later Gator!

I is having good time. See sex on legs…Everywhere. Remy look good. Me thinks he likes me. OW THAT TICKLES. Oops. Have to say that out loud. BYE!

Ouch. My head. Don't worry Jean. I promise I can be coherent now. Well, as coherent as I get. I'm sorry about last night's little message. I would have erased it but someone convinced me that I wanted to write it in permanent marker.

I really hate the reminder of how stupid I was acting though.

And Remy did NOT look good. And I do Not enjoy being tickled by him. And I didn't enjoy that he was paying so much attention to me. And I don't appreciate that he took care of me and made sure I got home safe. And I didn't like how he tucked me in and made sure I had everything I needed.

And he certainly couldn't have like how I kissed him. I didn't hold back, that's for sure. Poor boy. Kitty and Kurt sure had a laugh at that. Kurt was actually being normal for one thank God.

The last thing I remember before drifting off is how they both chuckled at his predicament before Kurt phased Remy back to his own room.

I hope he doesn't remember every detail of what happened like I do. It could make things between us a little more weird then usual. Not like I care what he thinks though Jean…I really don't.

I don't care about Remy LeBeau at all. But I had a good time last night. I feel like I belong…sort of. And on the plus side of things Sugar, I didn't hurt anyone last night…at least, no one who didn't deserve it.

By the way, did you see how Kitty was all over Lance last night? Me thinks she dost protest too much. She has the biggest crush on him. She didn't even hit him last night. Poor Kurt. Oh well…I'm sure he knows that he doesn't stand a chance. At least she doesn't encourage him.

Anyways Jean, I have to get to class.

I have a feeling things might be Awkward today.

Hi Everyone. I'm so sorry about this ridiculously long wait. I've just had a lot of things happen to me since I was last on. I've been very very busy. Anyways, I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter and i promise that updates will be much more frequent now.