Kitty slowly reached an index card in the pile of cards that were spread across the grass outside. I sat on my knees, in anticipation of what she was going to say. She looked at the card, looked at us, then read, "What is the definition of...halcyon?"

"Peaceful!" shouted Rogue and Kitty nodded her head.

"Whoo!" Rogue and I exclaimed in joy and giving each other high fives. Bobby and Angel sighed in frustration as Kitty put a point in our score box instead of theirs.

"And Rogue and Ali are in the lead," Kitty said. "Still."

Rogue and I smiled and did a little dance in satisfaction. "Next word!" I said in excitement.

Kitty reached for another index card, read it, then looked at us. "What is the definition of...schadenfreude?"

"What the hell?!" Angel asked. "Is that even a word?!"

"Satisfaction in the misfortunes of others!" I shouted and Kitty nodded again.

I high fived Rogue and we let out a victory chant as Kitty put yet another tally mark into our score box. I didn't know studying for what seemed like a idiotic English vocabulary test could be so fun, especially since Rogue and I were whooping Bobby and Angel's ass.

"I'm feeling so schadenfreude," Rogue said, chuckling and I joined in with her.

Angel glared at us in a playful way. "Go home," I said with a sly smile at him.

"She's trash talking my team!" Bobby countered with a grin. "Take a point off!"

"Hey!" I exclaimed and couldn't help but laugh. "You can't take the heat!"

"She's provoking me!" Bobby said. "Hold her down!"

Angel lunged towards me, grabbing my arms and holding me tightly across his chest. "I'm afraid I have to hold you for the rest of the game," he said. "You're becoming a distraction."

Hey, I didn't mind. But I gave him a sinister look and stuck my tongue out at him.

"What is the definition of paean?"

"A song!"

"God dammit!"


"Alright you guys. I'm pretty sure we've come to the conclusion that Rogue and Ali won," Kitty said, looking at the scoreboard, which had over thirty tally's in our score box and only eight in Bobby and Angel's. I broke away from Angel, who I had been using to lean on his shoulder, and hugged Rogue in excitement. The light outside was fading away and it was time for us to go back inside. I'm pretty sure we even missed dinner considering we had been so caught up in our game and just talking or playing around.

Angel helped me up and everyone grabbed their book bags and other belongings.

"See you guys later," I said and everyone departed. I walked by myself inside the building, going inside the door that led to the cafeteria to see if I could get some of the extra food that was left from dinner. I only managed to get a sandwich, but that was fine. In the mornings I worked with the Professor in controlling my powers, which usually left me to have a giant appetite after so when lunch time rolled around, I ate everything in sight.

It had been almost a month and a half since I first arrived here and I felt better than ever. I had been working with the Professor almost nonstop and I felt physically improved when I began to gain control over what I could do. We grew so much closer to the Professor, he had become somewhat of a family figure to me, he filled that void I had when I first arrived here. He was someone who truly cared about my well being and helped me whenever I thought I couldn't achieve something. He almost felt like my father.

So far the Professor and I gained control over my telekinesis, so much that I could do it without even looking at the object. We were moving on to bigger weights each and every time now. It had been hard at first, I usually left with a giant migraine and my eyes burning. But it had gotten better. However there were still some abilities that I haven't even touched yet. Because I couldn't work them unless I was under some large amount of pressure or intense feeling.

And besides all that, I had gotten closer with the group I was hanging out with. Rogue was like my best friend, another thing I had lacked when I came here, and we were always together. The staring had stopped as well and I guess the kids just got used to the fact that I was staying here and that there would be no more shows for me to conduct.

And then there was Angel. I tried to avoid it, but it was so hard whenever I was around him. He made me feel different than anyone else here. Of course I had had crushes on other guys before, but Angel was just so unlike anything I've ever experienced. It was so hard to explain, but I've never wanted something so bad. Whether it was just for him to smile at me or bump into me in the hallways, I woke up everyday for that opportunity to happen.

God I'm retarded.

I had been thinking the whole trip up to my bedroom. I stood outside my room and felt so stupid for feeling that way. It was just a guy. I was getting so worked up over a guy, who probably, no, most likely, doesn't feel the same away.

I sighed and brought my head to hit my door. It was ridiculous.

I brought my head up and tried to open my door. It was useless of course. I was attempting to balance my sandwich, my bag, my books, and index cards in one hand to try and get one hand free to twist the knob of the door. I struggled and almost ending up dropping everything. Now I could have just used my telekinesis to open the door but I was still used to doing things the normal way, so this thought didn't even pop into my head till later.

I heard a familiar soft chuckle behind me.

I looked over my shoulder to see Angel standing there, arms crossed, and smile on his face. I blew the bangs out of my face and rolled my eyes at him.

"Need help?" he asked.

"That would be greatly appreciated," I said.

He came to my side and pushed open the door to my room. I walked inside and unloaded all the things I had in my arms onto my bed carelessly. My arms had grown tired from all that weight and I wasn't going to take the time to nicely place them around.

I heard Angel laugh again and I turned around to find him in my doorway. He was still here?

"Thanks," I said, motioning my head to the door that he opened. It was little awkward, I had to admit. I didn't know whether to invite him in or if he'd just done a random act of kindness and was going to leave soon. So I grabbed my book bag and put it in the corner of my room to pretend I was acting calm and collected, like a handsome guy stood in my doorway all the time.

"Hey," Angel said. I turned my head around to see him clutching my door knob nervously but his eyes fixated on me.

"Hi?" I responded, slightly confused.

He opened his mouth to say something but then shut it, as if he thought it was better not to say what he was about to. "Have a good night." And with that he turned around and left, leaving me alone in my room, confused, and wondering what the hell just happened because that was obviously not what he meant to say.