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Summary: AU The X-men in a typical high school, filled with cheerleaders and football players. Ororo the ever-popular cheerleader. Scott the star quarter back of Westchester Lions, Remy the stereo-typical bad boy, Jean the geeky girl in love with the jock and Logan the mysterious new guy.
A/N: 172? Da-a-mah! Never in my wildest DREAMS! Not that I have dreams about how many reviews I get. Ok! Moving on!
First and foremost can I just apologise? I am SO sorry ya'll for not updating for like 2 months! I was seriously contemplating about just dropping this but then I was still getting reviews despite my heinous crime of NOT updating and I gotta admit this is my most successful fanfiction ever. And it would be such a shame to let it go. Not to mention to disappoint you all.
I hope that ya'll don't mind but I can't thank all of you individually, there's too many! I never thought I'd say that! But I really do thank all those who have reviewed! THANK YOU!
But if ya'll still have questions feel free to ask away, I'll still try to answer them and that! Ok, enough stalling! On with the story.
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"So then I was like, trying to take a nap out back, under the tables and then the manager finds me and starts screaming something like 'Damn Bobby, I don't pay you to sleep! I pay you to deliver pizza now take this order to 43 blah blah street' and it's just like sheesh man. Relax, ya know?"
Bobby finished his little story with the roll of his eyes and a stretch of the arms as he leaned back into his seat.
"Yeah, I totally agree. How dare they make YOU do YOUR job." St. John replied, also rolling his eyes but for a completely different reason.
"I know!" He obviously missed the sarcasm.
St. John opened his mouth to tell Bobby just what a stupid dick he was but a blue, furry hand gently patted him on the shoulder. He turned to look at Kurt who just simply shook his head.
"Don't bother. It is like talking to a brick vall."
Raising an eyebrow St. John glanced back over his shoulder to watch his best friend launch into another exciting tale about how he tried to sneak a nap inside the cupboard, where they kept all the flour.
"Even that is still giving him too much credit."
Kurt just smiled and turned his attention back to Bobby, pretending he really cared about how Bobby never got tipped.
Deciding he didn't have the same patience or acting skills as his blue elf friend St. John faced forward, observing the other people that had hitched the bus for a free ride back to the school.
His dark brown eyes soon noticed Scott, his shoulders slumped and forehead pressed up against the glass, but he wasn't admiring the scenery.
St. John could feel the smirk tugging at his lips. It was mean, really, but he couldn't help it.
'You'd think he'd get use to it' He mused to himself. 'We lose to Brotherhood High all the time and still it always hits him like a tonne of bricks when the final score is announced.'
He sighed loudly, running his free hand that wasn't holding his beloved light through his hair. 'Not that I like to LOSE to Brotherhood Bastards either' He chuckled softly to himself. 'The Brotherhood Bastards and Bitches' Oh he was good, definitely good. He made a mental note to share that with the rest of the team later.
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Jean tried not to stare, she really did but she couldn't help it. Her eyes were drawn to the Captain of Westchester Lions like magnets and her heart went out to the poor guy. He looked so- broken, defeated. 'He deserved to win.' She thought. 'Life isn't fair.'
Her last thoughts were emphasised as she saw Ororo slide into the spot next to him. Running a coco coloured arm around his shoulders and mutter words of support and love into his ears. Jean couldn't hear what they were saying and resisted the temptation of mind-dropping, (you know like eavesdropping) she was too ethical for that.
Scott didn't reply but he turned his body to face her and eased his head onto her shoulder, burying his face into her soft, ivory coloured locks, breathing in her scent and allowing her to comfort him.
Jean's eyes stung as she forced herself to look out the window. Her chest tightened and she tried to list the ways in her head on how she was NOT jealous of Ororo Munroe. She chanced a glance and saw the cheerleader rubbing soothing circles on her boyfriends back and make soft hushing sounds in-between her 'you tried your best'. Nope, NOT jealous at all.
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"I though ya'll lose all the time."
"Not ALL the time Logan, only against Brotherhood."
"Yeah, yeah. But why is Cyclops taking it so hard."
"Well." Marie shifted in her seat, so she could turn and face the new guy she just met. "He doesn't like to lose."
Logan snorted. "What a loser."
Marie raised an elegantly plucked eyebrow but didn't say anything else. Instead contenting herself with watching Logan watch Ororo comfort Scott.
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"Ok, so then the man was like 'why did you throw my dog out of the aeroplane woman!' and then the woman was lik-"
"Wait, wait. HOLD UP!"
"What?"
"How can she throw the dog out of the plane? You can't open windows on planes."
"It's a joke St. John. Sheesh."
"But still-"
"Just listen! So anyway he was like 'that's my dog!' right so the-"
"Did you see Marie with Remy?" Sam interrupted before Bobby could finish his joke.
"Yeah!"
"Pssh who didn't?"
"Hello!! I'm TRYING to tell a REALLY funny joke here."
"I don't get it, Bobby." Kurt replied his forehead scrunched in concentration and with a finger to his lips.
"It's because you can't throw things out of an aeroplane, Kurt." St. John answered calmly.
"No it isn't! It's because I haven't finished telling the joke because these jerks won't stop interrupting." Bobby turned to glare at the rest of his friends, daring them to but in again.
"Ok, ok. Chill pill man." Evan held his hands up in a mock surrender.
"Good. So-" Bobby began.
"That Remy thinks he's so hot but you know what he's not."
"AHH!! Screw you guys! I'm not finishing the joke."
"I still don't get it Bobby."
"AHHHHHHH!!"
The bus pulled up in front of the school just in time, Kurt's life was saved from the wrath of Bobby as the students filed out. Jean stopped abruptly, knocking the palm of her hand to her forehead.
She left her bike back at the field.
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Ok, ok it isn't my best work but still. It's something write? Look for the silver lining guys. Lol. Please review and once again I am so sorry it took so long and I'm thankful to those who still stuck around!! Truly appreciate it!!
Much Lub,
One and Only Lazy Slothy.
Summary: AU The X-men in a typical high school, filled with cheerleaders and football players. Ororo the ever-popular cheerleader. Scott the star quarter back of Westchester Lions, Remy the stereo-typical bad boy, Jean the geeky girl in love with the jock and Logan the mysterious new guy.
A/N: 172? Da-a-mah! Never in my wildest DREAMS! Not that I have dreams about how many reviews I get. Ok! Moving on!
First and foremost can I just apologise? I am SO sorry ya'll for not updating for like 2 months! I was seriously contemplating about just dropping this but then I was still getting reviews despite my heinous crime of NOT updating and I gotta admit this is my most successful fanfiction ever. And it would be such a shame to let it go. Not to mention to disappoint you all.
I hope that ya'll don't mind but I can't thank all of you individually, there's too many! I never thought I'd say that! But I really do thank all those who have reviewed! THANK YOU!
But if ya'll still have questions feel free to ask away, I'll still try to answer them and that! Ok, enough stalling! On with the story.
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"So then I was like, trying to take a nap out back, under the tables and then the manager finds me and starts screaming something like 'Damn Bobby, I don't pay you to sleep! I pay you to deliver pizza now take this order to 43 blah blah street' and it's just like sheesh man. Relax, ya know?"
Bobby finished his little story with the roll of his eyes and a stretch of the arms as he leaned back into his seat.
"Yeah, I totally agree. How dare they make YOU do YOUR job." St. John replied, also rolling his eyes but for a completely different reason.
"I know!" He obviously missed the sarcasm.
St. John opened his mouth to tell Bobby just what a stupid dick he was but a blue, furry hand gently patted him on the shoulder. He turned to look at Kurt who just simply shook his head.
"Don't bother. It is like talking to a brick vall."
Raising an eyebrow St. John glanced back over his shoulder to watch his best friend launch into another exciting tale about how he tried to sneak a nap inside the cupboard, where they kept all the flour.
"Even that is still giving him too much credit."
Kurt just smiled and turned his attention back to Bobby, pretending he really cared about how Bobby never got tipped.
Deciding he didn't have the same patience or acting skills as his blue elf friend St. John faced forward, observing the other people that had hitched the bus for a free ride back to the school.
His dark brown eyes soon noticed Scott, his shoulders slumped and forehead pressed up against the glass, but he wasn't admiring the scenery.
St. John could feel the smirk tugging at his lips. It was mean, really, but he couldn't help it.
'You'd think he'd get use to it' He mused to himself. 'We lose to Brotherhood High all the time and still it always hits him like a tonne of bricks when the final score is announced.'
He sighed loudly, running his free hand that wasn't holding his beloved light through his hair. 'Not that I like to LOSE to Brotherhood Bastards either' He chuckled softly to himself. 'The Brotherhood Bastards and Bitches' Oh he was good, definitely good. He made a mental note to share that with the rest of the team later.
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Jean tried not to stare, she really did but she couldn't help it. Her eyes were drawn to the Captain of Westchester Lions like magnets and her heart went out to the poor guy. He looked so- broken, defeated. 'He deserved to win.' She thought. 'Life isn't fair.'
Her last thoughts were emphasised as she saw Ororo slide into the spot next to him. Running a coco coloured arm around his shoulders and mutter words of support and love into his ears. Jean couldn't hear what they were saying and resisted the temptation of mind-dropping, (you know like eavesdropping) she was too ethical for that.
Scott didn't reply but he turned his body to face her and eased his head onto her shoulder, burying his face into her soft, ivory coloured locks, breathing in her scent and allowing her to comfort him.
Jean's eyes stung as she forced herself to look out the window. Her chest tightened and she tried to list the ways in her head on how she was NOT jealous of Ororo Munroe. She chanced a glance and saw the cheerleader rubbing soothing circles on her boyfriends back and make soft hushing sounds in-between her 'you tried your best'. Nope, NOT jealous at all.
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"I though ya'll lose all the time."
"Not ALL the time Logan, only against Brotherhood."
"Yeah, yeah. But why is Cyclops taking it so hard."
"Well." Marie shifted in her seat, so she could turn and face the new guy she just met. "He doesn't like to lose."
Logan snorted. "What a loser."
Marie raised an elegantly plucked eyebrow but didn't say anything else. Instead contenting herself with watching Logan watch Ororo comfort Scott.
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"Ok, so then the man was like 'why did you throw my dog out of the aeroplane woman!' and then the woman was lik-"
"Wait, wait. HOLD UP!"
"What?"
"How can she throw the dog out of the plane? You can't open windows on planes."
"It's a joke St. John. Sheesh."
"But still-"
"Just listen! So anyway he was like 'that's my dog!' right so the-"
"Did you see Marie with Remy?" Sam interrupted before Bobby could finish his joke.
"Yeah!"
"Pssh who didn't?"
"Hello!! I'm TRYING to tell a REALLY funny joke here."
"I don't get it, Bobby." Kurt replied his forehead scrunched in concentration and with a finger to his lips.
"It's because you can't throw things out of an aeroplane, Kurt." St. John answered calmly.
"No it isn't! It's because I haven't finished telling the joke because these jerks won't stop interrupting." Bobby turned to glare at the rest of his friends, daring them to but in again.
"Ok, ok. Chill pill man." Evan held his hands up in a mock surrender.
"Good. So-" Bobby began.
"That Remy thinks he's so hot but you know what he's not."
"AHH!! Screw you guys! I'm not finishing the joke."
"I still don't get it Bobby."
"AHHHHHHH!!"
The bus pulled up in front of the school just in time, Kurt's life was saved from the wrath of Bobby as the students filed out. Jean stopped abruptly, knocking the palm of her hand to her forehead.
She left her bike back at the field.
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Ok, ok it isn't my best work but still. It's something write? Look for the silver lining guys. Lol. Please review and once again I am so sorry it took so long and I'm thankful to those who still stuck around!! Truly appreciate it!!
Much Lub,
One and Only Lazy Slothy.
