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The next morning was bright. Birds were chirping peacefully through out the morning sky. To put it simply, it was a beautiful Saturday morning. For the normal human children, it meant no school, and you could stay out as late as you wanted. For mutant children, it meant no classes, and you were allowed off school grounds for the day, as long as you didn't use your powers to show off.

Chuckles were heard in the room of Rogue and Molly-Grace in the early hour of the day. The owners of said chuckles? None other than Rogue and Bobby Drake themselves. What were they chuckling about? Why one Molly-Grace and John Allerdyce tangled up together fast a sleep. Bobby held up his phone quickly, not knowing when one of them would awaken.

"They're gonna kill ya Bobby." Rogue whispered to her friend. She didn't know John very well, but she knew Molly-Grace like the back of her hand. The two over the past two weeks have shared their whole life stories with the other. They both knew they could trust the other with their secrets. Neither would tell one single person, not even on their death bed.

"Oh come on Rogue, this is priceless, a too good to pass up kind of moment. I need to remember this day for the rest of my life." Bobby whispered back to her. He knew if John found out he took pictures of this, he'd a one ugly puddle of melted ice in the end. But this was too good of a chance to let pass by him. He snapped a picture of the two quickly, and put his phone in his back pocket. He didn't need to be caught with the evidence if they decided to wake up right this second.

Rogue signaled him to be quiet. She had noticed Molly-Grace start to stir in her sleep. The two moved back, Bobby hiding in the closet, as Rogue hid behind her own bed. Molly-Grace's eyes stayed closed, the smell of lighter fluid and Axe body spray filled her lungs. She surprisingly didn't hate the smell. It reminded her of her dad in a way. He had always smelled like cigars. The colyon smelled musky, woodsy in a way, again another reminder of her dad.

"Mmhhmmm." She sighed as she tightened her grip on whom ever was next to her. Her eyes opened wide quickly. Who was next to her? It couldn't have been Rogue. She wouldn't risk touching Molly-Grace at all. It most certainly wasn't her father. For one he was gone, and two, he'd never get all fatherly love like this. Only it didn't feel like fatherly love just of embrace. The arm around her waist was in a protective hold. She looked up. Her jaw dropped. Her face showing pure disgust. She started pushing him away, trying to get out of his hold he had on her. Only his grip tightened, that was when she started to shriek loudly. She wanted him off. He gave her one final firm tug, stopping her struggles.

"Will you stop fish face? I'm sleeping here." John grumbled, still half a sleep. Molly-Grace couldn't believe him. She pointed her finger at the glass of water next to her science book and led a trail back to John. She concentrated on her water powers, this was going to wake him up. A strip of water followed her trail. She released her hold on the water, as it was now over his face. It splashed down on him, sending him out of the bed and on the floor in a startle.

John wiped the water out of his eyes, and glared daggers at the girl still sitting on the bed. He mouthed 'run' to her and flinched. She yelped and shot out of the bed and made a run for it, him not far behind. Rogue got up once she knew they were gone, and knocked on the closet door. Bobby came out of the closet, hunched over in a laughing fit.

"What's so funny?" Rogue asked Bobby. Bobby took another minute, trying to control his laughing fit. He was almost out of breath by the time he calmed down. Rogue had her hands on her hips. She was annoyed. She really wanted to know what was so funny.

"This is so going on the Internet." He said with another chuckle. Rogue's jaw dropped. He wouldn't, would he? She felt bad for this boy. He just bought himself a death wish. She couldn't help but feel bad for him. Did he even know he was asking for hell?

"Tell meh ya didn't." Rogue said, fearing what his answer would be.

"Oh, I so did." He said quickly after her. He held up his phone to show her the proof. She held the bridge of her nose. This boy was screwed. Who screwed him over? He did it all himself. They jumped at the sound of Molly-Grace's scream. They looked at each other before darting out of the room to find their friends.

*****

Molly-Grace struggled to get out of his grasp. He had came up behind her quickly and pick her up off the ground. She spotted a vase full of water a few feet away from them. Perfect. She concentrated hard on the water. John was the target of her attack. As that thought entered her concentration, the water whipped John in the shoulder, causing him to drop Molly-Grace to the floor as he stumbled back.

Molly-Grace smirked, landing on her feet. She blew him a kiss before she started to run again. John looked around, he had to cut her off somehow. He smirked seeing how he would achieve this and started to run down a different hall. She had been asking for some burns since he woke up, and now was his chance. Molly-Grace looked back in a glance. She needed to find Rogue. She knew John wouldn't touch her if Rogue was near by, such a wimp.

She looked forward just in time to collide with someone. She flew back, her butt hitting the floor. Hard. She got up slowly, rubbing her backside that was in pain. She heard his laughter. That crazy maniac laughter. She looked up slowly, fear flashed in her green eyes as they locked his hazel ones. She turned around and made it a foot before she was lifted from the floor and tossed over his shoulder. She screamed and banged in his back. "Put me down! I mean it crab, put me down!" Molly-Grace shouted angrily to him. He just shook his head and chuckled. She wasn't getting off the hook that easily.

*****

"Look Sprite, John's kind of, how to say this nicely? He doesn't, no. Look Sprite, he just goes to far sometimes. No big deal." Bobby said, not knowing how to place his words carefully. John was near by some where, and he didn't need any of his things burned because he was trying to defend him to Molly-Grace.

"Not a big deal? Bobby, he basically stripped me down out of my pajamas. He would have picked out my bra and panties for me too if Rogue hadn't come in when she did. How can you honestly sit there and tell me that's no big deal, huh?" Molly-Grace whispered harshly to the blond boy. She could still feel that crab's claws on her. She shivered not liking the feeling.

"He really did that? Uh, never mind. Sprite just give him a break. He just doesn't like being woken up by water dropped in his face." Bobby said, quickly wanting to hit himself for letting those words be said. Molly-Grace and John didn't know they were in the room. He just blew it.

"He shouldn't have . . . wait. How did you know I splashed water in his face?" Molly-Grace asked confused. She's been with John the whole morning. He had refused to leave the room when she was changing, so Rogue pushed him in the closet and locked it while Molly-Grace got ready. There was not a single minute that he could have told Bobby. Bobby panicked, but he let out a breath once he saw John and Rogue coming back over to the table.

"What did we miss?" Rogue asked as she sat down next to Bobby. Molly-Grace smirked, John had no seat to sit in. Only her smirk was quickly switched with a scowl when he picked her up off the seat and plopped down, with her on his lap. Hasn't she been violated by this man enough for a life time already?

"Nothing much, just asking Sprite here if she liked any of the guys at the institute." Bobby said, lieing completely through his pearly white teeth. Only Molly-Grace knew he was lying though, but she was enjoying how freaked he looked to see if she'd call him out on it or not. John's grip on Molly-Grace's hips tightened. She couldn't help but notice that. What was his problem?

"Well, I'm gonna go see if that store has anything worth my time." Molly-Grace spoke out before anyone could question Bobby anymore. She pried John's arms off her and got up. She winked to Rogue playfully and left the group. John wanted to follow her, but then those two geeks will think somethings going on between him and the mermaid. So he just stayed seated at the table and ate his food.

*****

Molly-Grace was looking through a rack of clothes, completely oblivious to her surroundings. She couldn't help but wonder why Bobby lied, or why John reacted the way he did when Bobby said what he said. She couldn't think of a single reason for either of those boys to react the way they did.

"You know, you're giving us men the wrong idea." A voice chuckled behind her. She turned around. Who was this guy? What the hell was he talking about? The boy wasn't that bad looking. Okay so maybe he just might the hottest boy she's ever seen, but like she would say that to him.

"Excuse me?"

"Not being rude miss. Just you're too beautiful to be single. Your boyfriend must not be very bright if he's letting you shop alone." The boy said, running a hand through his black hair. He had a smirk that could rival John's, only it didn't have that crazy twist to it like John.

"One, the cheesy pick-up lines won't work on me. Two, I am single. Oh, and three? You're outta your league." Molly-Grace told the boy, motion her words with her fingers. He just tilted his head to the side. She was feisty and didn't melt into his arms like other girls would. He honestly loved when girls swooned at him merely because of his name, but something about this girl just called out to him.

"Give me five minutes, and I can change that attitude with a bit of persuading." He said with his trade smirk and a wink sent her way. Her jaw wanted to drop. He was just like John. She had to already deal with John's perverted ways, and she didn't need to add this guy to the list too.

"Who ever said I'd want to let you have five more minutes of my time?" Molly-Grace said, making the mistake of taking a step closer because he took one too, taking away the spacing in between them to almost little to nothing.

"Who ever said you didn't?" He said, trapping her between the clothes rack and himself. Their eyes were locked. Her's holding more of a fear that something bad was going to be the result of this. His holding nothing but power and lust for her. She didn't know if she wanted him to exactly kiss her, but she didn't know if she didn't want him to either. He was leaning in for the kiss. What does she do? Think Molly-Grace, think. She slowly uncapped the bottle of water she had on her, hoping he wouldn't notice. Once she achieved this, she motioned a small rope of water out. She was going to get him to back up, whether it was willingly or not. She was going to do it.

A throat being cleared was heard from behind the boy. Molly-Grace, even with her shortness could see a clearly pissed off John Allerdyce, with his arms crossed, standing behind them glaring daggers at the back of the boy's head. Her hold on her water was released, splashing them both as it hit the floor. The boy flew back from feeling the impact of the water splashing against the tile of the store's floor.

"John." Molly-Grace growled. He ruined her plan, even if it did get the guy to back up. She was still pissed he had to save her. The boy looked between the two teens, a smirk appearing on his lips in a cocky kind of way.

"Back off rich boy." John growled at the boy, Molly-Grace couldn't help but notice the jealousy raging in his eyes. What was up with him? Since when would he be jealous of some guy making a move on her? She watched as this guy's eyes flash green, right as John is pushed by one of the clothing racks.

"Hey, I thought you said you were single." The boy said, looking from John to Molly-Grace. Molly-Grace started to laugh, or she would have if she didn't see the seriousness in the boys eyes. He really thought John was her . . . her boyfriend?

"He . . . he's not my boyfriend. I just go to school with him." Molly-Grace told the boy. She slowly twisted her finger at the water on the floor, tracing out a word for the water to spell. Hopefully John would be smart enough to read it. Her eyes locked with John's hazel ones. She flickered her eyes slowly to the puddle of water, he followed her graze and read what she was trying to tell him. 'Mutant' He nodded, and a smirk played on his lips.

"Secrets don't make friends, babe." The boy whispered in her ear, sending chills down her spine. He chuckled seeing how she reacted to him. He looked over to see what was so interesting about the water, but she waved her hand quickly, erasing the message. He now knew she was a mutant too. She just gets better and better every time he looks at her.

"Who ever said I want to be your friend, bub?" Molly-Grace growled at him. John was up on his feet, lighter in hand. He was ready for a fight. The boy glance back at John before tilting his head at Molly-Grace. He could take both of them on, and win.

"Who ever said you didn't, sweetheart?" He retorted back to her in a whisper. Again, she shivered from feeling his breath on her bare skin. He did not just call her sweetheart. Oh he's in for it now. She gritted her teeth as she glared at him, her eyes locked in his.

"I'd go if I was you, bub." Molly-Grace snarled at him through her gritted teeth. She spotted Rogue and Bobby now standing with John. He looked back at the three behind them now, then smirked as he tilted his head in front of Molly-Grace. He grabbed her hand roughly, fully knowing that John and Bobby flinched once he did, and brought her hand to his lips

"I'll see you around, babe." He said as he kissed her knuckles, slipping a card in her hand. He let her hand drop to her side. He started to walk away, but stopped next to Bobby and John and turn back toward Molly-Grace "Name's Julian Keller by the way." He said slowly to her before turning his head to the two boys. "See ya dorks." He says to him before leaving the store. Rogue walked over to Molly-Grace once Julian was out of sight. She wanted to make sure her friend was okay. Rogue noticed something in her hand and took it from her grasp. She read it silently to herself and rolled her eyes. She tossed it over to John. He growled seeing what it was and quickly burnt it to a crisp with his lighter.

"What was it?" Molly-Grace asked her friend next to her, slightly upset that John burned what ever it was before she had a chance to even see it. Bobby chuckled seeing the glare she was giving John. I only she knew what it was, she should be thanking him for doing it. Rogue sighed and rolled her eyes. She couldn't believe how arrogant that jerk was.

"His number." Rogue said plainly to her friend. Molly-Grace rolled her eyes and chuckled knowing that it got to John that some mutant showed off and managed to give her his number. What was with him though? Why the sudden jealousy rages? He couldn't? He couldn't . . . like her?