[Fan Fiction is cutting out some of the words if they have a coma or a period before them. Such as teachers names, or phrases, or any point where I miss a space. Sorry for that. Also, you seem to love the Humor, so the Next Chapter is nothing but chat logs. Most of which are humorous.]
"Like did you see that total freak out Rogue pulled on Jean today?" Kitty, Kurt, Amanda, Amara, and Tabbitha were all eating lunch together. The Brotherhood was off at their own table, and Jean and Scott skipped lunch. "Woah, that girls got some way bad issues huh? If it woulda been me I would have went POW! Right in the lip." Tabbitha brought her fist down to the table. Amanda hadn't really got to know many of the X-men, she went to a baseball game here and there, but that was all really. "Well, I think Jean can take Rogue, not to sound rude or anything but Rogue can't take powers from someone she can't get close enough to touch." Kitty couldn't help but laugh. "Have you ever really payed attention to Jean's power? She's like, a total train wreck. Sure, she can lift a car and toss it, but she can't even keep Kurt in the air." "Hey! I'm no vere near as big as a car!" Amara rolled her eyes "Not yet, but if you keep getting seconds and thirds at breakfeast, lunch, AND dinner you will be." A comforting hand came to the elf's shoulder. "Well, I would love Kurt no matter how he looked. Pale and cute, blue and fuzzy, big and warm. It wouldn't matter." Tabbitha stood up from her place. "Gag me why don't you? -Ah you guys are a bore, I'm gonna go see what Lance and the rowdy ruff boys are up too. Amara, you in?" Tabby pushed her plate into the middle of the table, in her eyes it was the janitors job to clean, not hers. "No, thanks. I don't really know any of them, and they have us on red alert. So, I'll pass."
Blob was just finishing Todd's food when Tabbitha made her way to the table. He was more interested in the flies. Pietro also passed his meal up, worrying about his figure. "So Lance, I hear you totally nerfed your project." Tabby placed her body right in the middle of Lance and Pietro. "I didn't nerf anything, the project was stupid and I didn't want to fuck with it anymore." Pietro zoomed over to drink Lances pop and stood at the end of the table. "Ah, Lance is just upset because he never found out who his little boyfriend was." Todd jumped on the table. "Oh romeo, oh romeo, where for out is my romeo." Lance quaked the table and knocked the boy off. "It's not like that, I just thought it was cool to talk to someone with a brain." Pietro scoffed. "Hey, I'm just as smart as anyone else." "Ya Right!" Tabby looked up. "The only brains you've got is the head up your ass!" Lance picked pushed what was left of his food to Fred and made his way towards the interior of the building. "What's wrong with him yo?" Todd looked around. "What, did I miss something?"
"I still don't think she had any right to just, curse at me in the middle of class. I mean who does she think she is, I know she thinks just because Logan's all sympathetic for her she can just get away with it, well I tell you she's got another thing coming." Scott moved Jeans hair behind her ear. "I know she was wrong, but since when do you ease drop on peoples thoughts? She had a right to be mad, and she's got part of Wanda inside her, you should have known how she would react." Jean pushed the boys hand away. "What so just because she stole the personality of a psycho, in a prank, which she shouldn't have been doing in the first place. It's okay? Is that what you're saying to me?" Lance was turning the corner, heading right for the bickering pair, not unnoticed by Scott. "Look, all I'm saying is that you had no right in her head. It's not okay what she said, but it is understandable. Now can we go find the others, I really don't want to deal with Alvers." Jean didn't even notice the added party until Scott mentioned it. "I was just trying to see if I could find out who this partner of yours was, I know you told me it was just a guy, but I thought maybe-" Scott cut her off. "You thought it was Rogue? You thought that I was thinking of cheating on you. -And with Rogue?" Jean crossed her arms. "Well it's not like she hasn't made puppy dog eyes at you before, and last Christmas she was all over you." Lance had already passed the two, but he stopped on the next corner to listen in. "Well yea, but I mean I think she's over it now, and all she she did was give me a sweater. Kurt gave Bobby a kiss, do you think he might be cheating on Amanda? I mean why would you even think I would cheat on you?" Jean stabbed at his chest with her finger, "Don't you turn this around on me Scott Summers, you're a man, and all men are pigs!" "I wouldn't really call one eye a man. More like a boy scout." It wasn't until now that Jean figured out he had been listening the whole time. Her telepathic instincts seemed to get sloppy when she was angered. "Excuse me, I don't think anyone asked for your opinion. Shouldn't you be robbing a drug store, or beating up an old man?" Scott wasn't sure if he thought Jean should bad talk Lance, not at this point anyways, but he was a little glad the heat was off him. He didn't do anything wrong, but Jean had a way of making herself look better than whoever she was talking too. "Lance, why don't you just leave, it's not really your business."
"Summers why don't you keep your mouth shut, and keep your bitch on a leash." Scott used his arm to pin Lance against the nearby lockers, "Hey you wanna go tough guy, just name a time and a place. But you either fight us or your take your bullshit somewhere else because I'm about tired of hearing it." Jean pulled Scott back, "He's not worth it Scott." Pushing his way past the two Lance made his way back down the hall, even Scott's commotion couldn't distract him from the sound of the final bell, he looked back at the two, who had already moved on. Pietro whispered around the corner and grabbed onto the thugs arm. "Come on Lance let's ditch, I really don't wanna hear Mrs. Shamrons mouth for the next half hour. I mean I don't even know what her deal is, she has no respect. She's such a major tyrant I swear she's worse than my father. Lance are you even listening to me?" The boy looked over at his snowy haired friend, "Oh, yea. Actually, I'm gonna go on to class, you can run home can't you?" Pietro zipped behind Fred, placing his hand on the larger boys shoulder. "Whelp, sorry guys but you don't have a ride and I can't carry you. Not that I would if I could, but alright bye." Todd started to protest but by the time he even understood what Pietro said the boy was long gone. "Hey yo! That just ain't right, why we always gotta get the crummy end of the deal?" It had been a good five minutes since the final bell, the classes were seated and everyone was ready for the day to be over. Everyone except Jean and Scott, who just so happened to have last period together, along with Kitty, and annoyingly Lance. Of course Lance ended up coming in late, not that it was a surprise. "I can't believe Kitty is just sitting there talking to him, I mean why does she even care, he's such a jerk to her anyways." Scott looked up from his notes, "Jean, why do you even care? At least he's not bothering us." Kitty was about three seats ahead of Scott and Jean, Kitty chose a seat at the front and Lance followed behind, even thought it wasn't really his style to take the lead seat. "Scott just because he said maybe two nice things in an online conversation to you, when he didn't even know who you were, well he's still not a good person."
Kitty shoved the last of her books into her bag before tossing it over her left shoulder, "You know Lance, you can't just like, go total anger issue on people. Jean already got told off today and you being an uber jerk, so not helping." Lance was trying to get the zipper on his old bag to to down, it always seemed to get stuck at the worst of times. "I'm sorry okay." The mere sound of those words from Lances mouth had the girl in shock, "I'm sorry we can't all be you. I'm sorry we can't all have preppy happy lives where everything is just so perfect. I'm sorry that I can't be all like, totally super awesome and like, stuff." The shock, was over. "Oh yea Lance, real mature. You can mock me all you want but I know who WolfFighter is and I'm the only one who might would have told you." Kitty made her way out the door, Jean and Scott, as well as most of their classmates were already outside, and Kitty was fleeing their way, she knew Lance would go cazy but it seemed innocent enough at the time. "Okay, like major problem!" Kitty pulled on Kurts arm, him and Amanda were the first faces she really recognized. "Vat is it?" Kurt tampered with his image inducer. Kitty glanced around, looking for any traces of The Brotherhood, "I may have, well actually I sort of did let Lance know that I knew that he was talking to Scott. -But like, I didn't bring up Scotts name, I just said I knew who it was you know?" "Wait, what?" Amanda looked up at Kurt questioning. "So do you know who my partner is? I would love to get my hands on her neck." Lance made his way around the outside of the school, almost imeditly scoping out the small group. "Oh no. He's like, coming, in here!" Kitty pulled the couple with her through a side wall of the school. "Woah, that was weird." Amanda felt at her stomach, "Can you, never do that again?" Kurt traced the hallways with his eyes, "Kitty, you know we aren't supposed to use our powers on campus." The smaller girl placed her hand over his mouth. "Shh, I totally can't tell Lance, and I can't not tell him either. Lets lie and say it was Rogue he wont mess with her. He thinks she's a total bull dyke." Amanda's jaw dropped with the words. "Okay, I'm going to go back outside, and wait for my mom. You two, just, yea." Kurt looked back at the girl as she walked through the double doors. "I would love to help Kitty, but I'm very busy. Just tell him it vas a, mistake." "But what" Kitty never even got the words out before Kurt bamfed his way outside. "Oh right, no powers on campus, like, I'm so sure." "Hey Pryde." She felt her breath kick at the sound. "Look Lance, It's totally not my place to tell you, well anything. Besides Mrs. Kirby asked me to go to her class and help her grade logs. I'll totally talk to you later I swear." Lance looked up to protest, only catch the glare from ruby red glasses. "Hey Kitty, we've been looking everywhere for you. Are you ridding with us or not?" Jean was behind Scott, eyeing the brunett boy like a hawk. "Oh, actually I promised to stay after school. I was going to tell you, but then I was talking to Kurt, and Lance, and, sorry." Jean's glare turned into a smile. "It's alright, come on Scott, let's leave her alone." "What a fucking psycho, is she happy or mad?" Lance wanted to say the words so bad, but he was already in hot water and didn't feel like boiling himself alive. "Okay Lance, I got to go, with the Logs. So, I'll see you later, or whatever." Kitty turned around and made her way down the hall, ignoring Lances call to wait.