A/N: Hello everyone! Ok, not much to say except here's the next chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own any of Marvel's characters, including the X-Men, but Theresa, Diamond and Ruby are mine!

Summary: The Xmen are in high school! Characters include: Remy/Gambit, Ororo/Storm, Logan/Wolverine, Jean/Phoenix/Marvel Girl, Scott/Cyclops, Rogue, Kurt/Nightcrawler, Bobby/Iceman, Warren/Angel, and Hank/Beast. Plus some OC's!

Parings: Ororo/Logan, Remy/OC , Rogue/Bobby, Scott/Jean

Ages: Ororo, Jean, OC, Bobby, Rogue 16 , Logan, Scott, Remy, Kurt 17

Teenage Mutants

All of the students began to gather their things when the bell was just 10 minutes away from ringing. Theresa did the same but stopped, along with everyone else when she heard Beast's voice.

"Oh! Before you get ready to leave, I have another assignment for you. I'd like everyone to make a report for me on cell reproduction and division!" His smile grew even wider than it already was when the sighs, groans, and silent cursing started.

"Now in this hat," He said, holding up a large straw hat that seemed to be filled with pieces of paper, "Are the names of every male in this classroom. I'd like every girl to take a name out of this hat, and who ever you choose will be your partner." Beast began to walk around the classroom, letting all the females of the class randomly pick a name out of the hat. Jean took a name out of the hat and didn't seem disturbed about who she got as a partner. Theresa picked her partner's name out of the hat and had no clue who it was.

"Who'd you get?" Theresa whispered to Jean.

"Bishop." She said, pointing at towards the front of the class where a muscular African American boy with long braids was sitting. "Who'd you get?" Theresa shrugged handing her the paper.

"Pietro." Jean read. "That's him over there." She said, pointing to the row right in front of their's. To the far right was a slender, but muscular boy that was turned now from hearing the sound of his name. He was extremely good looking; tan in the face which really enhanced the look of his shimmering, silvery hair. He had amazing clear blue eyes and cheekbones that any girl would easily melt over.

"You call me, Jeannie?" He asked. He glanced at the new girl and smiled.

"No, I was just tellin' Theresa that you were her partner for the cell division report." Pietro, a.k.a. Quicksilver, looked at Theresa again.

"Oh really? That's cool. Your name's Theresa?" He said, now fully turned around in his seat. She nodded.

"And you're Pi...et...ro?" Quicksilver laughed at how much she had to struggle to pronounce his name.

"Nice to meet you, love." He said coolly; an unbelievable gorgeous smile on his face. Jean, Pietro and Theresa, along with the rest of the class, jumped once again as they heard the booming sound of Hank's voice.

"Now everyone, would you please get with your partner so you can discuss your project while I hand out the rubric." He said.

"I'll see ya later." Jean said as she stood and went to sit by Bishop. Pietro took Jean's seat next to Theresa.

"You new here, love?" He asked. Theresa felt somewhat shy towards the guy. She didn't understand why; she was never shy around anyone. But she couldn't even make more than 3 seconds of eye contact with him.

"Mm hmm." She said, playing with her bracelet. Pietro looked at the silver object and saw the butterfly charm on it.

"That's a pretty locket you have." He said. She nodded silently. "Can I see it?" He said reaching out to hold it. Theresa snatched her arm away quickly, clutching her wrist like her life depended on it. Being in the state of shock, he didn't notice when the pupils of her eyes stretched until they covered her entire eyes, making them seem black. And like that he was in her power. He watched as his hand bent backwards until it was at an extremely unnatural angle. As unbearable as the pain was, he couldn't yell, or bend it back straight. It was like he was paralyzed, and all he could do was watch, until his wrist continue to bend until he heard the thick, stomach turning snap of his wrist breaking.

It only happened within less then 30 seconds, and the Voodoo Doll did not even know what she was doing until the disgusting noise of Pietro's wrist snapping caught her attention. She had done it again. She had lost control of her powers. It very rarely happened, but once it did, it took something extreme for her to gain control of them again. She closed her eyes, stopping the mind control that she had over Quicksilver. As soon as it stopped, Pietro let out a yell and cradled his wrist.

Theresa's eyes shot open and she saw Pietro, who was gritting his teeth together, clearly in pain. Guilt, shame, embarrassment and tears all overwhelmed her at the same exact moment.

"Oh my God. Pietro..." She said, reaching out to him. She felt even more guilty when he moved away from her, staring at her like she had lost her mind. "I'm so sorry." She whispered. Warm tears made their way down her cheeks and she got up, not bothering to get her things, and hurriedly made her way out of the room.

Theresa walked quickly down the hallway, openly and clearly cursing herself for letting her powers take hold of her again. She stopped when she heard a door open a ways behind her. And not 2 seconds later Pietro was standing right next to her, still cradling his wrist.

"Where do you think you're goin'?" He smiled through the pain, but it went away not soon after it came. "I didn't mean to spook you, love, it's okay." Theresa looked at his wrist for the first time, seeing how bad it was. Her stomach jumped when she saw it. Purple and swollen to the size of a grapefruit now, it was bent so that the back of his fingers where laying on his wrist. Her eyes widened and she almost choked, tears now flowing freely.

"I'm s-sorry, I didn't m-...m-...mean to, it was an accident--"she began to sob, but Pietro stopped her.

"It's ok! It's alright, it just looks bad, that's all. It's just my wrist, it'll be alright, love. Stop cryin' I'm ok." He said, attempting to calm her down. He kept talking to her, until the sobs became silent sniffles. "Why don't you walk with me to the nurse, so you can blow your nose or something, alright? And oh yeah, you forgot this." He said handing her her things.

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Theresa watched through teary eyes as the school nurse wrapped his wrist in a few layers of athletic tape. Pietro tried his best not to show his pain, to keep Theresa from crying again, so he shut his eyes tight and sucked air through his teeth, trying to keep his mind away from his wrist.

"So." He said, opening his beautiful, crystalline eyes and looking at Theresa. "You're place or mine?" He hoped he would take her mind away from his wrist as well. She couldn't stand listening to the nurse pop his wrist back into place and left the room, so he talked to her to try and calm her nerves. He cracked a smile when she raised her eyebrow at him.

"Excuse me?" She laughed. He took a while to look at her. She had one of the most beautiful smiles he had ever seen, besides Kitty's. For a while he forgot he was talking to her, too busy, lost in her warm, chocolate brown eyes.

"Oh." He said when he finally snapped back into reality. "You know for the umm...for the...project. My dorm or yours? Or somewhere else?"

"Oooh." Theresa said, somewhat relieved. This dude was definitely no Remy, but the strange thing was...she loved it. There was an instant attraction there, and nothing holding it back, he wasn't a womanizer or a pervert. He seemed really nice and easy to talk to. Maybe this project would be the perfect thing to get her mind off of Remy. But in order for that to happen, they would have to do the project somewhere that Remy wouldn't look for her. Somewhere that he would absolutely NEVER go.

"...How bout the library?" Quicksilver smiled. His eyes never leaving hers. Theresa looked up when she heard the bell ring.

"Sounds cool to me." He answered. "Which dorm are you in?"

"Oh, I room with Storm." Pietro nodded. Theresa assumed that he knew where the room was.

"You can go if you want. I'll be fine, love, I promise."

"Alright. I hope you feel better." She said as she left the nurse's office to find Storm and Jean.

"See ya."

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"Oooo you missed it." Jean squealed when Theresa finally found her in the crowded hallway. "Guess who Kurt is partners with?" Theresa's eyes widened.

"No he isn't partners with Myra!" She said excitedly. Jean nodded and they both screamed.

"Ooo this is gonna be priceless!" Jean giggled. "Oh, here comes your man." She said as Logan Scott and Remy came up to them.

"You ready, Jean?" Scott said. She nodded as they walked away. Theresa was thankful that she remembered who her next class was with on her own. Jean definitely was no help.

"Let's go Logan!" Theresa said cheerfully, completely ignoring Remy and walking away with the Wolverine.

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"Ooooh, 'Ro!" Jean said as she saw Storm in the halls. "Did you know Pietro likes Theresa?" Scott looked at her confusedly.

"He does?" Ororo asked. "How do you know?"

"He told me." Jean answered.

"Well how come 'Reese didn't say anything about this?" Scott finally asked. Jean shrugged.

"Didn't tell her. It wasn't exactly a verbal conversation."

Scott assumed she meant that he had told her using her telepathy. It didn't really matter. As long as he served as a distraction for Theresa, that meant he was one step closer to winning the bet.

"Fifty dollars richer." Scott said to himself.

Wat up! Please don't be mad I know this chapter was waay to damn short, and yeah even I noticed it. I like my chapters to at least be 2000 something words so yall won't feel cheated by the end but it's this damn writer's block and softball, plus my birthday week is still in motion so the next chapter won't be that long either. But like I said, don't be mad and please don't forget to review! Luv ya!