"Kitty" I whispered as I saw my best friend tied to a chair. Her eyes widened when she saw me, and then she started to shake her head. I walked over and pulled the tape off her mouth.

"Well done bub, you've saved the victim" I heard from behind me. I turned to see Wolverine behind, and then the scenery changed back to the training grounds. "And you have a tiny bit of control over your powers..." he added as an after thought. He smiled broadly. "You just made this a hella lot easier for me"

The weeks past quickly, training became this amusing game for both me and Logan. Especially for me. I had taken it as a personal challenge to beat Logan at everything he challenged with me, only failing when the challenge was to beat Logan at an actual fight. I had my morning run of 30 miles down to a staggering 15 minuets, which surprised everyone, I mean, who would have thought the girl who hated all types of sports would exceed in running. And the last thing had nothing to do with the training. My appearance was becoming more notable. Everyday, my hair was getting to a darker shade, until one day, my hair was a pure raven black. My eyes changed with my mood. Which was annoying, but I had gained some control over them and kept it at the neutral colour of black at all times. My powers were limitless. I mean, every time we did training, we learnt something new. It was pure amazing.

By the time school started again, I had muscles where there used to be fat, and a new gained confidence. The only good thing about blowing the school up on the last day was the fact we'd have an extra week. But now that that week was over, it was back to the lessons that I had less enthusiasm for than I did before. The school was re-built in a record time because of the generous donation the Professor had made. I parked my bike in the usual space and made my way into the building. The place was exactly like before, making it feel as if I had never blown it up in the first place, which were exactly the way people were treating it. It was as if the school were going to have the extra week anyway, and the school had never been a pile of debris. So that's how I treated it. I did the usual, made the stop at my locker and went to classes. Not one person mentioned anything, not even the so called disastrous "prank". They all just spoke of the holidays. In away, it made me happy that no one was talking about it, but it also made me nervous. You would have thought it would be talk of the school, but apparently not.

It didn't help that I didn't see him at all today. Not even a glance. Or his buddies. Where were they? I wondered, not for the first time that day. It was last lesson, and I was listening to the droning voice of Mr Smith, trying to teach the mechanics of politics, and failing considerably with most the class half asleep. I was gazing out the window, looking at the very familiar scenery, when something caught my eye. I could see Scott arguing with Pietro, with Toad looking very smug of him self. This cannot be good. Instant, I raised my hand to get an out of lesson pass, using the unoriginal excuse of needing the ladies room. I ran out of the room, and made my way to where I saw Scott and Pietro, and not a minute to soon, either.

"Summers, it's none of your business!" Pietro whispered angrily. Toad saw me first.

"Why don't you ask the lady her self, Summers" Toad said, in that arrogant tone he's recently acquired. Scott turned to look at me, his facial expression was annoyed.

"Is it true?" he asked, his voice filled with pure venom. I looked at him, having no idea what he was talking about.

"Is what true?" I asked back, not entirely sure what he could be getting at.

"Is it true," he started, obviously holding himself back, "that you're dating Pietro." I looked at him, then at Pietro. And finally, at Toad. My gaze narrowed at him. Without answering, Scott caught on, and went flying at Pietro. But Pietro was too quick. Moving so slightly out of the way, it put Scott off course, causing him crash into the ground. But Scott recovered quickly, and soon, the two of them were fighting it out. But I paid little attention to them. Instead, my gaze stayed on the rodent who caused this. Toad was watching the fight with glee, until he looked up and saw me glaring at him. He turned to run, but I was much quicker and stronger. I pinned him against a tree.

"Why?" I asked. Toad could barely speak; his eyes were popping out of his head. Obviously expecting me to explode on him again, I could see the scar I left from the last time. But I had control now. I loosened my grip slightly, allowing him to whisper.

"Revenge." It was so simple, that instead of replying, I simply chucked him over my shoulder, sending him crashing into one of the garbage bins. I turned and looked over at Pietro. Scott was trying not to use his powers, but I could see him working up.

"Scott!" I yelled, causing him to look. It gave Pietro enough time to flee. When Scott realised what I did, the energy around him changed, suddenly becoming murderous.

"This is not over." He said, sulking off towards the school building. I sighed. I hadn't even replied to Scott, yet he still caught on. I let out a long sigh before looking at my watch. Only 20 minutes left of school. I sighed. And that's when I made my mind up.

I made my way to the car park, and sliding onto my bike, I started to make my way back to the mansion. The ride was quick, not exactly what I needed, and I was home 10 minutes early. I could see Storm in the garden, high above the mansion, arms stretched out and her pupils a pure white. And then a much organised rainfall came. Sometimes you just had to love Storm's power, other times it got pain annoying.

By the time I parked my bike, I was soaked with water. I quickly ran out of the garage into the mansion. And from there I made my way up to my room. As I made my way up the flight of stairs, I heard a gentle cough from behind me. I stopped, the hairs on my arm standing up. Ooh, crap… I thought. I turned slowly, taking even breaths to keep myself from screaming and running out of the room. There, at the bottom of the stairs with a smug smile playing at his lips was Professor Xavier. I smiled sheepishly.

"Home a bit early?" he asked, his left eyebrow rose slightly. I sighed.

"I ran into… a little trouble." I said carefully. I mean, I didn't have to tell him the whole truth….

"Oh, I know…" he chuckled. "I just got the call from Scott." My gob opened. I mean, I know that Scott was all for "the good guy" role, but seriously? Snitching on me for my choice of a boyfriend?

"I'm not dumping him" I said firmly.

"I'm not suggesting you do," the professor retorted. "Just know where your loyalties lie." He said, before turning in his wheel chair and leaving. I sighed. Oh course I knew where my loyalties lied. What kind of question was that?

so now you know Roxanne's secret obsession is! The Bad ass Pietro...

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