AN: Okay, I just re-read the whole story and I realized that I never said what it was that Logan gave Marie before she left in chapter four. Oopsy daisy! I kinda got caught in the moment of the chapter, and spaced out. Sorry! Here are the past three chapters:
Track seven: Better Together by Jack Johnson
Track Eight: Am I Ready for Love? By Taylor Swift
Track Nine: Strangely Perfect by Me
Yes, you read correctly. I wrote this next song. Heehee. I wrote it specifically for this story, so be nice to me about it! Its not the best, I wrote it in like, what, five minutes? It's incredibly cheesy and I probably messed up somewhere…oh wells. R&R!
XOXO,
Lyllian C.K
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Marie pulled a small object out from under her pillow. It was a small box, the one that Logan had given her before she left. She hadn't opened it yet. Carefully, she opened the black velvet box to find a small genuine emerald winking up at her, the RV's lights reflecting on the dark green surface. It was strung on a golden chain, and carved in the shape of an oval. Along the chain, separated by a rainbow of small glass beads were letters. They didn't spell anything, but as Marie stared at it long enough, she figured out what they were.
(Starts on the left, switches back and forth from left to right going down to the stone) PC, L, S, B, SS, R, E, HP, and P. Professor Charles, Logan, Storm, Beast, Scott Summers, Red, Elf, Half-Pint, Porcupine. In the middle of the emerald if she tilted it, or ran a finger across it, Marie could make out an M. The emerald itself was set on a flat gold piece, and she was surprised that, when she turned it around, carved on the back in small but readable letters was always an x-men. She smiled softly at Logan's use of his nicknames for her friends and Jean. She fastened it around her neck and swung her legs down from her shared bunk.
I know that they know
That we're completely different
None of us the same
We know each other's flaws
Our faults
Marie smiled as she fingered the cold emerald that quickly absorbed her body heat. Kitty was standing by the fridge in her pajamas, pink plaid shorts that peeked out from under an oversized black ac/dc tee shirt. Marie couldn't remember Kitty having any piece of clothing that was black. Or was too big.
And sure we don't always see
Eye to eye on everything
We fight and cry
Live and die
But I wouldn't change a thing
Kurt walked around Marie from behind, to sleepy to simply port. He grumbled something to Kitty about taking his clothes, but Kitty just ignored him. There was a thump as Evan hit the ground, rolling off of the bottom bunk. He stumbled around, eyes closed and ran into Kurt, causing them both to fall to the floor. They instantly started yelling at each other and Kitty and Marie looked down at them, smirking. Blue eyes met hazel and they started laughing.
Everything is strangely perfect
Though we will try to kill each other
Everything is strangely perfect
We stick together through it all
Everything is strangely perfect
Cause that's just how we are
Kurt and Evan were rolling on the floor in a sleepy wrestle. Evan was lazily strangling Kurt and Kurt was trying to kick Evan but soon enough both boys gave in to fatigue and soon they were on the floor, side by side, snoring. Kitty and Marie just kept laughing.
"Think we should move them?" Kitty chuckled. Marie nodded. Carefully, as though not to wake the exhausted boys, they moved to either side of them. Kitty took Kurt's wrists and Marie took his feet and they lifted him back into the bed, rolling him down against the wall. They did the same with Evan but left him where they put him.
"Let's get dressed before they wake up; more bathroom time," Kitty suggested. Marie just nodded again. They had unpacked their suitcases into the built-in drawers the second day of the trip. They had been gone for five days. They took their time picking their outfits, helping each other get dressed, doing their make up.
Kitty was wearing a pair of boyfriend jeans, the cuffs rolled up to just below her knees, a tight light pink cami with a big polka-dotted bow in the middle of the v-neck. A studded tan belt was wrapped around her bony hips, and she wore a bright pink sweater for an extra layer. Her naturally wavy brown hair was let down and it fell just past her chest.
Marie wore a pair of dark wash skinny jeans, and a simple black cami underneath a cropped grey denim jacket. Her necklace offered the only bright color against her pale cream skin. She walked to the front of the RV and sat in the driver's seat. She had her permit. Besides, how hard could driving an RV be? She turned on the huge vehicle and revved the engine before turning it to go down the hill. The hill, which hadn't seemed to hard when watching Kurt drive, was much steeper than she had anticipated, so they ended up speeding through the grass, out of control.
we know how to get under our skin
And at times we just fight to win
There's always the dawn of the next day
To pull it all back together
Marie found the brake pedal with her foot and slammed it. They came to a jerking stop at the bottom of the hill and the RV, having slid through a mud puddle mid-way and slid horizontally the rest of the hill, rocked on one side to the other before stopping. Marie opened her eyes that she had kept squeezed shut and noticed that her gloved hands were holding onto the wheel for dear life. She unbuckled herself and got up on shaky jelly legs. Nothing was shaken up too bad. Kitty was halfway through a chair, holding onto the sides until her knuckles had turned white, pillows had fallen off of the top bunk along with the black velvet box. Cupboards had swung open and some paper plates and a pan had fallen out, but everything breakable was kept in tightly latched cupboards.
The boys, however, were fast asleep on the bed, unconsciously holding onto the wall (Evan) and the side of the bed (Kurt). Kitty cautiously opened one eye and saw Marie standing, holding onto the corner of a small wall behind the driver's seat, feet pigeon toed and knees together.
"Maybe Ah shouldn't drive anymore," Marie said shakily. Kitty nodded slowly in agreement and rose out and through the chair.
Everything is strangely perfect
Though we will try to kill each other
Everything is strangely perfect
We stick together through it all
Everything is strangely perfect
Cause that's just how we are
They straightened up the slight mess and sat down next to each other on the couch across from the TV (Yes I will do some rearranging of the RV every now and again. Bear with me. I think that's the right kind of bear. I don't know). They looked at the boys, who had relaxed on the bed.
"Ah can't believe," Marie started.
"They slept through that," Kitty finished. The girls looked at each other and started laughing out of terror and amusement. Kurt's eyelids fluttered sleepily as he sat up and stretched his arms.
"Vhat is so funny?" He asked, whipping the sleep from his eyes. Marie and Kitty just laughed harder.
"Dude," Evan piped up as he crawled out from behind Kurt and looked out the window. "How'd we get to the bottom of the hill?"
"Yeah?" Kurt added, taking in the new view. Kitty lifted a hand and pointed at Marie.
"Marie did it!" She gasped between laughs.
We smile
We laugh
We stick together
One for all
All for one
We will fly to the horizon
And not listen to what anyone has to say
"What? It wasn't mah fault! Okay, maybe it was," Marie admitted. Kurt and Evan shared identical expressions of confusion. Marie explained what had happened, including the boys sleep fight, as Kitty started breakfast. When she was done, the boys cracked smiles and laughed.
Everything is strangely perfect
Though we will try to kill each other
Everything is strangely perfect
We stick together through it all
Everything is strangely perfect
Cause that's just how we are
"You guys are so weird!" Kitty said, looking at the laughing boys.
"Like you're one to talk!" Evan shot back with a friendly smile on his face.
"Moi? Weird? I'm the perfect one here!" Kitty fired back. Kurt stood and smiled at her before knocking her over and tickling her.
"You guys!" Marie shouted, trying to be heard.
"You guys," she chuckled and gave up.
Strangely perfect