As suspected Logan's class was absolute torture and I was sure I would still be smarting from the intense exercises for the next week and a half. It was completely worth it though. I replayed what happened after class time and time again in my head. I knew just about anything could happen for the remainder of the day and I would still be walking on cloud nine.

I walked into fourth period German nearly bursting. I couldn't wait to tell Annie about what happened. How I was finally making progress with Charles! Unfortunately Annie seemed a little preoccupied when I walked in so I put my good news on hold and focused on trying to keep her from lighting the classroom ablaze with her nervous energy. I was sure to give her an earful at dinner though! "Think you'll get a repeat performance tonight?" I teased.

"One can only hope my dear friend," she responded. I watched the rest of the class as Annie's behavior mirrored that of a crashing plane. I was no empath but even I could feel her mood tanking. She looked about ready to kill someone by the time class ended so I said a quick goodbye and booked it to my next few classes which went by surprisingly quick.

Upon returning to my room I dropped off my things and gave my mom a quick call to check on my dad. Turns out he'd be out in a few days and we continued to make small talk for about fifteen minutes. My stomach grumbling alerted me that it might be time for food so I gave Annabel a call. The phone rang a couple of times then went to voicemail. I tried two more times before finally resigning myself to the fact that she was probably sleeping. That was the second time that bitch ditched me!

I wasn't really too thrilled with the prospect of heading down to dinner alone and I had to tell someone about what happened between me and Charles so I called up Joey to see if he was out of class yet. After two rings it went straight to voicemail. Shortly after I received a text back reading, "Text me." I texted him asking if he was free and could he come down to dinner. He replied that he would be out of class in maybe twenty minutes and he could meet me down after.

Sighing, I made my way down to the cafeteria. I would likely be almost be done by the time Joey got down here and that was assuming he came straight down and didn't get sidetracked by someone else. Joey was a bit of a social butterfly so it wasn't unusual for him to arrive late anytime you made plans with him. Because of this I often intentionally made plans with Joey earlier than I intended to show up. After receiving my chicken sandwich, I found a rare empty table in the far end of the cafeteria close to where the teachers sat. Hopefully the seats around me would remain vacant until I finished my meal or Joey showed up, whichever happened first.

Taking a bite of my sandwich, I quickly scanned the teachers' area. There were only a couple of teachers there and I soon made eye contact with Headmaster Xavier in the flesh. Quickly I averted my gaze and began eating in earnest in hopes of leaving the cafeteria as soon as possible. As much as I wanted a continuation of this morning I was under strict orders not to do anything to arouse suspicion among students or faculty. Sneaking one more peek back it appeared as though he was similarly flustered as his eyes seemed now intensely focused on eating his hamburger with what was sure to be an unhealthy relish.

"Sorry I'm late," I heard Joey say out of breath as he sat down across from me.

"It's ok," I said dismissively. "I have news," I grinned. My eyes quickly flitted over to the teacher's area. Good, he wasn't paying attention. I had a feeling Joey wouldn't be very subtle after I told him.

"Ooh, what?" he said spearing some lettuce with his fork.

"So you know how I stayed after class?" He nodded. "I wanted to say sorry to Professor X for girling out on him so much. I was just going to make something up like I liked someone else or whatever. But then all of a sudden he starts saying how I made him uncomfortable. At first I thought he meant like it wasn't appropriate or something like that but then he grabs me and starts kissing me! And he was more than a little uncomfortable if you catch my drift," I said with a wink.

"Oh my God!" he squealed. "So what happened did you guys do it right there on the desk?"

"No," I said dismally. "Actually, he sort of forced me out after."

"He wants youuuu," Joey sing songed looking toward the teacher's tables.

"I don't know," I said honestly. "He might have just gotten a little carried away. I don't want to get my hopes up. Besides, he made it clear it wasn't something that could happen anyway," I said rolling my eyes and getting up to throw my trash away.

"Which is why you need to keep pushing," he said giving me a light shove. "Well I'm off. See you tomorrow sweetie," he said with a hug before heading off in a different direction. Bored to tears once again, I decided to head up to my room. After watching a little bit of mind numbing tv, I decided a shower was in order. Turning on some tunes, I hopped into the shower singing along as I scrubbed my troubles away.

Getting out, I wrapped a towel around myself and proceeded to dance into the main part of my room singing while I went. I was having a great time when I heard furious knocking at my door. I figured it was Annie since not very many other people come to visit me. Not bothering to change out of my towel I opened the door.

"Geez Ann, give me a minute! I have so much to tell …. you," I trailed off seeing it wasn't Annie but instead Charles Xavier. "Sorry, I thought you were Annabel," I said stupidly.

Clearly not expecting me to open my door like this Charles took a moment to compose himself. "Your music was rather loud, Ms. Bla"

"Megan," we said at the same time.

"Some of the students were complaining." I held back an eyeroll. Really? It was only 8 at night. I couldn't have been bothering them from sleeping and if most hadn't done their work by this point it was unlikely they'd do it at all. I caught Charles' eyes beginning to follow down to a less than gentlemanly place.

"Sorry. Won't happen again," I said insincerely. "Also, my eyes are up here Professor," I said lightly pulling up my drooping towel.

He had the decency to look flustered for a moment before spitting out, "You shouldn't be answering the door that way Ms. Black," before heading off.

"It's Megan," I shouted half laughing before heading back inside my room to turn off the music. Smiling I threw on some shorts and a loose fitting tee before settling into bed with my laptop. I would get Charles to crack. I found myself on Party City's website. Halloween was coming up and after all Halloween is every girl's chance to dress like a whore as they say. I would just need to find a good costume and a chance to show that off in front of the headmaster.