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CH 11

"She sleeps like the dead." I heard a voice nearby comment. I ignored it, as I had ignored everybody else throughout the morning, Marie tried to wake me twice and I didn't move. I sensed that there was a crowd around me.

"Is she feeling sick?" I rolled my eyes behind my lids, Can't a person sleep in?

"She does look sick" I recognized that voice, that male voice! The hell that I was gonna react now… I wondered what time it was, but resisted moving to check it.

"How does a person sleep until one in the afternoon?" Thank you, Kitty! I thought in my sleep.

"It's called sleeping in" Rogue's voice finally interrupted the rest of them. "Let's go outside, let her sleep" I listened attentively as four pairs of feet shuffle out of our room: Kitty, Jubes, Warren and Rogue, the ones I heard talk. As soon as the door closed, I opened my eyes, staring boringly into the ceiling above me. I stretched my arms upwards, to the side, my lower back and my legs. I love sleeping in, though I rarely do it. I rubbed sleep out of my eyes as I sat up and threw of my covers completely, to make my bed after I showered. I stopped frozen. Someone was still in the room.

"Warren" I said, looking at him sternly.

"Alice" he replied with a grin. "One can only wonder why you slept in." he started to talk. I yawned.

"Come on," I replied. "I've been accumulating sleep hours for quite a while." I lied easily, though it was partially true.

"You know you can talk to me!" he offered. I smiled.

"Yeah, but can I shower first? I hate starting the day without a shower" He nodded. I reached to my closet for a tshirt, bra, thong and a workout pant. "I'll look for you later?" I offered as I reached the bathroom door.

"That'sokay, I'll stay around" he said and started snooping my bedside table. I let it be and carried on. I decided that the quick short cold shower was the best way to go.

I emerged ten minutes later ruffling my dripping hair dry. He checked his watch.

"You lasted ten minutes in there!" he stated, a bit shocked. I nodded.

"Yeah" I said.

"Ten minutes!" he exclaimed again.

"Yeah, a pee, a shower, brushed my teeth and combed, dressed too. Sounds appropriate" I replied boringly.

"Well, my mother takes two to three hours each day" he replied. I smiled knowingly,

"Bet she doesn't look her age" I replied, which caused him to give me a puzzled look. "My mum's just the same" I explained .

"Anyways, you wanted to talk to me?" I proposed as grabbed the covers to make my bed. He offered to help, I refused.

"Okay, look, about Friday…" he started. I stopped myself from sighing and made myself hear him out. "I know it seemed a bit out of place, and I completely turned it around by telling you what I knew about John" he started. "Still, I don't want it to affect our friendship" he supplied. I nodded as I punched my pillow to give it the proper shape.

"Warren, that's just the way I am, I love that you're being so mature about this, but you have to understand I don't promise to do the same" I said. "I mean, kissing kinda comes lightly to me because of…" I stopped. He looked curiously at me waiting for me to keep talking. I blushed before saying what was next

"My friends have always been boys, and they've almost never looked at me like a real girl" I said, feeling disgusted after I said it. He laughed. I tried not to be nervous as I moved around stuff on my bedside table, stuff that he had disorganized.

"Well, can't think of a better way to get experience" I laughed a bit. Sure, that had managed for my kisses to get a certain fame, as well as my lightlessness about giving them away.

"Yeah" I concurred, still dying on the inside for even starting to say that. What was happening to me? My walls are caving in!

"Alice" he asked me. I turned, a fake smile gracing my lips slowly. "Don't get like that" I sighed, I couldn't help myself.

"I shouldn't have said that," I admitted. He came to sit by my side in a second.

"It's okay, I understand, really, you know I'd care for you no matter what you said to me" I still have to test that. I smiled gratefully.

"Thanks, Warren!" I hugged him softly, he hugged me back, too. I relaxed myself slowly. To think that seconds ago I had been worried about how to tell him about last night with John, which he seemed very keen to know about.

"Sure" He said. He drew back. "So, will you tell me now why you slept in so long?" He asked. I bit my lip nervously.

"Okay, but you can't say a thing before I finish" He nodded.

"So, I went looking for him yesterday, until I found him on the roof having a smoke" I started.

"John smokes?" I looked sternly at him. He shut up.

"I started talking and he ignored me, clearly he was pissed but I pretended not to notice. Until it became unbearable and I addressed that I knew why he was mad. After that I went into a useless rant about how I was a stupid naïve person as far as relationships go and I was sorry for sending mixed signals, something along those lines. When I talked as much I needed to talk, he didn't respond. A bit hurt, I mean, I told him stuff that I had never even told anyone before. Never even considered saying out loud before." I sighed, realizing that I had trusted him when maybe I shouldn't have.

"Anyways, I went away and got to reading a book. It must've been around four when he tapped on the window and I was very drowsily trying to keep reading, or fell asleep with the book in my hands, not quite sure" I smiled. "Anyways, he told me he had been jealous, but not anymore. And he mentioned that everything I had said was very honest, I had to agree." I stopped there, omitting the part where I wanted to kiss him deliberately.

"Is that all?" Warren knew, damn him for being able to read me.

"Well, he got close to me and I thought he was going to kiss me. But he was just testing me. Giving me a bit of my own medicine" I couldn't help snorting on how that seemed. He laughed.

"Well, I have to give him credit for doing so" he said. I rolled my eyes.

"I thought you were on my side!" I said in mock hurt.

"Hell no, I'm not my side" he replied. I eyed him. "I just want to make sure nobody gets hurt." He explained. I nodded.

"I understand, you're just a big worrier" I teased.

"I wouldn't have to worry if you two weren't so explosive" he replied.

"I'm not explosive!" I said, defending myself.

"Right, then you're just a walking time.-bomb" he replied.

"Depends in which sense of a time-bomb" I replied naughtily.

"That sense precisely!" he retorted. I flirtatiously smiled and bit a finger.

"You're wings are so awesome," for like the fiftieth time I had become enthranced my them. I snapped out of it quick.

"Nobody's ever been so interested in my wings."

"Nobody's ever really appreciated you" was my comeback. He grimaced, but knew his parents never saw him the same way after his wings. "Even considering how special you are" I whispered, leaning in to caress a bunch of feathers.

"Alice, umm," He seemed lost for words all of a sudden. What now? "Can we make a promise that whatever we talk about we never mention to anyone else?" he asked me, looking a bit overheated. I stood back immediately.

"Sure, what is it?" I asked, whispering sultrily again.

"Don't do that again" he replied. I was a bit taken aback but didn't show it.

"What is it?" I asked again in my normal tone.

"I'm having a little bit of a problem right now" he stammered. I tried to find it.

"Lost a limb?" I said, cuz there was nothing visible that made me see trouble.

"Ha," he said, not appreciating my joke. That's when I noticed it. A huge swell right on his crotch. "Oh" I let out, noticing.

"I learned just the cure!" I exclaimed.

"Huh?" he said puzzled

"Remember all my friends back home are guys?" I said. "They had this problem all the time."

"Right, and that is helpful how?" he was clearly uncomfortable.

"Think of kiwis" I stated simply.

"What's a kiwi?" I couldn't believe it!

"An exotic fruit, quite tangy and good" I said. "Lemme see…"

"You're really going to do this?" he said. I shushed him.

"Dead puppies?" I proposed. He closed his eyes, but nothing happened.

"Mother Theresa?" He tried again, but nothing happened. I was running out of options.

"Naked John" I said. He opened his eyes quickly.

"I don't want that mental picture when I'm like this!" he said exasperated. I knew one last way…

"Fine, go out like that. Have the whole mansion talk about how I gave you a hard on" I told him.

"What do you suggest?" He asked me.

"Well, there is this one thing I've done once or twice…" Eight, actually. His eyes widened.

"You're not gonna give me a handjob, are you?" He asked. I shook my head. "Good," he sighed.

"Drop your pants, Warren" I told him. "I'm giving you a blowjob" His face seemed awed.

"What!?!?" he said. "Do it!" I replied quickly.

"Look, the faster we solve this the better. Now stop being so childish. You just said that whatever we talked about would never be known to another soul." He groaned, but did as I asked him too. I couldn't help my eyes growing wide at the huge thing in front of me.

"Like what you see?" He asked. I looked at him. "This is a one time thing" I said as I got on my knees.

"Who knows, maybe this'll happen ag…" He said slowly. I placed my lips at the tip of his penus and kissed it softly. My tongue emerged slowly to his tip and pulled back, after a few times, it let my tongue to wonder the whole length above it, sideways and under it. He groaned. That inspired me and I opened my mouth wide to suck on the outer portion. I knew I could go all the way, but I wanted to take it slow. He groaned again. My tongue kept doing swirls around his penus as he got a bit harder. My tongue tried to go past my lips and exit again, off course this time it was more complicated, but once the rest of his member was soaked in saliva I took it all in. This time he groaned very loudly. I started sucking with my whole mouth through all his length. I bobbed my head as if it were a huge lollipop and squeezed him encouragingly with my tongue under his member and my cheeks pulling him further inside me. I continued my ministrations and heard him let out pleasured moans every so often. I knew he was close. I pulled out slowly until just my puckered lips were on him, just to bring him in very fast again. He moaned very hardly. I bit down just a little at the base of his penus and readied myself. One last meaningful suck and his semen sprouted to the back of my mouth. I was ready and swallowed quickly.

He gave an involuntary jolt and his erection was gone. He was still catching his breath as I rummaged for gum in my drawer.

"I'm sorry for all the trouble I caused you" I said, he was still leaning back on my bed.

"No, I'm sorry." He replied. "If anything I should thank you." I looked away.

"Don't think about it" I replied. "That's what friends are for" I smiled. He had put his boxers and pants back on.

"So, what's next regarding John?" I was glad he was taking this lightly. I did.

"Dunno, right now I'm hungry" I said.

"The workout brought out your appetite?" He asked mischeviously.

"I haven't eaten anything all day, Warren. And it's almost four!" I replied. "Come on, let's leave." I said, making to the door and opening it for him to pass.

"I heard there were hot dogs…" He trying to annoy me.

"Hmm, sounds good" I replied, knowing full well what he meant.

"Maybe…" He started.

"Remember what I asked you?" He tried to remember.

"Don't think about it" I said, pointedly.

"OH, right…" he realized that there was more than one telepath in this mansion.

Soon enough we reached the kitchen. John was there. I smiled at him and saw Warren go to him while I rummaged for something to eat. Finding nothing to my pleasure I settled on a glass of milk. I walked over to them.

"I thought you said you were hungry" Warren mentioned.

"That was before I saw what was in the fridge" I replied and took a large sip.

"Got up late, didn't ya?" John said. I rolled my eyes.

"I wonder why…" I said looking innocently at him. "Something kept me up… what was it…" I pretended to try and remember.

"OH, I remember. Someone was a little too proud and woke me up at four thirty in the morning." I stated blankly. John looked from me to Warren and back again.

"You don't have to go public about it." he snapped.

"It's just Warren" I answered back. "Besides, it's not like anything happened" I pointed out.

"True" He said, trying to think of a good comeback.

"Settled then, you'll have to bear with me trusting Warren" I said. "Because I know you're just as buddy buddy with him. "

"Fine, whatever" he scoffed. "Did you sleep well, at least?" he asked me.

"No, I tossed and turned not able to go to sleep. I finally decided that I would have to take care of a few problems myself and was finally eased into sleep." I replied bluntly. Good thing neither was eating anything, they would've choked.

"Excuse me?" John said. I sipped my milk.

"You heard me. Or did you not get it? Should I be more explicit?" I asked above a whisper.

"No, I understood you just fine" John replied, his eyes still popping.

"So, might I ask what you were talking about?" Warren cut in. I thanked him with a small look at him.

"The LeBeau and Rogue theory" John said quickly, oops, might've forgotten to mention that to Warren.

"Haven't told you about it yet," I told him. "But," I looked around. "I think Remy is using Marie" I said softly.

John filled him in on the rest of the details and how we were to be observant towards them and everything.

"It kinda makes sense," Warren proposed. "She's impossible to talk to when he's around, maybe it's not just her infatuation" I nodded eagerly. I couldn't wait to bring down the Cajun.

"Alice" A gruff voice called me across the room. I turned and saw Logan with his arms crossed across his chest.

"I'll be right back" I told the guys. I stood and went towards where he was.

"You know where Rogue is?" I shook my head. He sniffed. Oh oh…

"I can go find her for you if you need her…" I started to talk. He shushed me. He brushed me aside and walked over to John and Warren. Mierda, mierda, mierda.

"I'm sure she said something about homework! She's probably in the library!" I tried to grab his attention. Gee, if only someone would fart.

"She mentioned something about not being able to study with the Cajun being there" I said, he looked at me.

"Right now, there's something else I'm worried about" he said, he was about to reach them both. They kept looking at me as if I was crazy to try to stand up to Logan like that.

"Logan!" I asked. He looked sternly at me.

"I'm of age, whether I smoked or drank is really no one's business!" I told him. "You can check my baq, it's all in there" He had to listen to me then.

"What?" He looked at me. I hung my head.

"I've been drinking on the roof" I confessed.

"You're grounded. No grounds privileges, Danger room with me every morning and every afternoon. And you better produce that bottle in half an hour in my office." He said sternly to me.

"And you two" he looked at Warren and John that just looked puzzled between us, though I saw that Warren's puzzlement was fake. "Don't know which one did it, but you've got a lot to thank Alice for" he said. I bit my lip realizing that he was about to blow it.

"Didn't I tell you to bring everything to my office?" He snapped at me. Both of them rose to stand against him, both taller, but neither one intimidating.

"I'm going!" I exclaimed.

"I'm coming with you" John said. I agreed half heartedly.

I felt Logan's eyes on my back the whole way up. He knew it was Warren, but I was glad he kept quiet.

Once out of earshot and his view I grabbed John's wrist.

"John, I need your cigarettes" I told him. "I'll get you a new carton" I said. He seemed pained but agreed.

"You should've have done that, Al" he told me. I knew I had to.

"Maybe, but I have no idea what the hell he had sniffed and was about to ground you too" Yeah right, I know exactly what he was picking up on.

"Fine." I followed him to his room. But stood in the doorway, until he opened to prove that Piotr wasn't there. I went in. He went to his hiding spot and produced a less than half filled carton of cigarettes. I smiled. Taking a couple and giving them to him and taking another one to hide in my bra, couldn't think of a better place.

"He's not gonna buy that I'll willingly give him everything" I explained.

"Sure" He slumped on his bed and pulled out his physics book from his bag. I smiled. "Thanks, John" I said.

"Whatever you need, Al" he replied. I leaned into him just a bit.

"Anything?" I said softly. He pinched my arm. "Anything" I slapped his butt and went to leave. He had not seen that coming.

"Ouch!" He said once he realized what I'd done.

"Poor baby" I called from the doorway on my way out.

Walking to my room quickly I took the nearly empty bottle and placed the other one in a better hiding place. I was ready to walk into his office.

I left my room hurriedly and almost bumped into Warren.

"John must've been puzzled." He said sneakily.

"I invented something up" I said to him."Don't worry, guapo" I told him.

"See, I don't know what you said!" I laughed and walked away.

"You'll have to learn!" I called to him as I went to the elevator to Wolverine's office, or rather the garage.

He was waiting. I didn't dare not show up being scared, I took a few deep breaths before going in. He looked up from some paper work and motioned for me to put everything on the table.

"Ugh, light cigarettes" He said. "I can't have that" He said and started to break each of them in two. He then watched the bottle of Bailey's keenly. He opened and sniffed it.

"This stuff is expensive" He said.

"Came from my own money" I replied.

"Wouldn't happen to remember the name of the poor chap that sold this to an underage?" he replied. I knew he said that just to piss me and I didn't give him the pleasure. He took a long drink.

"You're almost out" he commented. I tried to keep a straight face. "Yes"

"Well, it would be a waste to throw this away" he said and left it at the corner to consume later. I knew he was just trying to tick me off before asking why I did it and that I would be so pissed that I'd spill easily.

"Funny, you use the exact same brand and type of cigarette as John" he commented. I hadn't seen that coming.

"Coincidence" I said quickly trying not to sound like I was lying.

"Sure" He said. He finally looked at me. "You still have a cigarette on you" He told me. I closed my eyes as I sighed. I knew he'd notice. I slowly reached up to my shirt and down through it. I produced the last stick. He broke it in half again unceremoniously.

"Now" he kinda growled. I readied myself for anything. "I'll be seeing you at four in the morning and five at night. That's final." I didn't even try to protest.

"You will tell me who it was. Even if I know" he said.

"Warren" I said, giving up. He cocked his head and raised an eyebrow.

"You're playing dangerous territory" he said. I stayed expressionless.

"I know what I'm doing" I said shortly. He snorted.

"Say you do… do you think they do?" he asked. I didn't know what he meant. "You're mature, I know you are, but John is still just a kid and Warren might be older, but he's not really sexually matured." He said bluntly. I refused to give him the pleasure of snapping or yelling…. I kept that thought in my head.

"If you're so worldly about sex, how many times have you done it?" I couldn't believe he was twisting the conversation so low.

"Four times, never the same person" I lied easily. He didn't expect me to answer that. "Without counting handjobs, blowjobs nor oral sex" I continued.

"Fine" he growled.

"I know how a boys mind works; I've been around them all my life. They just haven't met the real me, when they do, they won't be attracted at all" I said cryptically.

"Why? Because your best friend died?" He propositioned. I was shocked. "Because you're family thinks your nothing more than an excelled scholar?"I started to turn pale. "Because everyone around you has a different image of you that makes you so deceptive and misleading?" I was white by then. I mean, I should have known that Xavier was going to tell the staff about my past, but I didn't expect that last one.

"I am not deceptive," was the only coherent thought I could come up with. "I'm just unable to act the right way around boys" I said lamely, hoping he'd let me leave sometime soon.

"If you're gonna act like an adult, don't do it halfway" he said. I felt that this was over. "Dismissed. And I'll be expecting the other bottle of this thing first thing tomorrow" he said taking another swig just to torture me. I smiled forcedly and walked away.

Now all I wanted to do again was just sleep.

But, some people had a different plan for me. I was getting into the elevator when it wouldn't close. I budged it continually but it wouldn't book. I gave up and went out to take the quicker way through the stairs. I could've sworn I heard footsteps. Ignoring it I went along.

I was just opening the door when I heard shushing, somebody wasn't trying so hard. I saw them.

"Hmmm." I made a sound, they kept quiet trying not to be sensed. I concentrated on the both of them hiding, this was plain easy. I moved quickly about and saw them, a small mischevious smile went to my lips.

"Who are you hiding from?" Both were so shocked they crashed with each other and tried not to fall. I smiled watching between them. They eventually finished laughing.

"So…" John started. I looked wonderingly at him. "When were you planning on telling us that your best friend died?" I closed my eyes and tried, in vain, to close my ears.

"Who does he think he is to talk to you about stuff like that? I mean, a teacher asking you about sex… even if it is Logan" Warren commented. I thought of anything to respond. I felt weak and exposed all of a sudden. I didn't know what to say. I tried to form a coherent thought but nothing came to mind. I sensed that my sight would only worsen things by seeing their expressions.

"I thought you said that you were a virgin" was the next thing that John said. I pressed by middle finger and thumb to the bridge of my neck.

"Allie?" Warren said. I didn't even trust my voice to not choke when I tried to speak. I froze them again. I moved slowly, one hand moved to cover my mouth and the other clenched towards the wall, I let myself slump down besides it and felt the hot tears escaping my eyes. I tried to hold back, I tried to not cry. But the way they were looking at me… especially John.

I couldn't hold on any longer and felt a sob escape my lips. I knew I had broken it. Tears flowed freely as I tried to be silent. They came close to me. I still couldn't address them.

"It's okay, we all have our secrets" Warren said, he had my shoulder in his hand but I kept trying to turn away from both of them. "Allie," he tried again. "You remember what I told you?" I barely shook my head enough to avoid not looking at them. "We got there when he started talking about the dangerous territory" he said softly. "We're sorry if you didn't want us to over hear, we were just concerned." I tried to stop crying and started cleaning my face with my palms. I relaxed and sat down facing forward, though my eyes were closed again. Clenched shut. I felt one of them trying to hold down my hands. I resisted.

"Look at me, Al" It was John talking. That made me cry even harder. I didn't want to face him. I couldn't believe I didn't have enough sense to crumble apart elsewhere. "Please" he asked of me. I opened my eyes slowly. His hands were closed around my wrist, ignoring my fists. I finally saw clearly, but I didn't want to look still.

"Now breathe" Warren was hunched besides him and was staring at me concerned. I inhaled deeply, then let it out slowly.

"Gracias" I spoke clearly, trying to not sob nor choke. John was still holding me. Warren sat besides me and placed an arm and a wing behind me as best he could.

"Oh, Alice, we're not going back to you pretending not to know English, are we?" he said recalling my first week here. I chuckled, or tried to. I stopped clenching my arms and hands. John released my wrists but tried to hold my hand. He still hadn't said anything yet.

"Relax, Allie, It's okay to be sad" he said.

"I'm not sad" I replied. "I'm…" frightened? Weak? Bogus? Distant? Lunatic? A failure? Pathological liar? Scared? Nothing seemed right. "I'm such a heartless bitch" was the only thing I said.

"You're not" Warren said quickly.

"I Am" I replied. I tried to be able to speak coherently. "I shouldn't hide my past, shouldn't lie to you guys, shouldn't mess with you like I do, I'm such a bad person…" I couldn't help talking.

"It's okay, sometimes we like our present much more than our past" Warren comforted me.

"You told me what I was getting involved with" John said, he didn't seem all to happy about this.

"I'm such a liar…" I carried on.

"oh, but such a sexy one" Warren tried to make me happy again. I rolled my eyes. "Yeah," no use lying.

"I lied to Logan too" I said. My voice was starting to come out clearer. "I don't smoke, Warren. I don't pretend to know what you guys think. I don't sleep around, John" I said. They both looked at me misbelievingly as for that last part.

"I've only had sex once, not with Stan" I said. They both realized I was being sincere, but still got a puzzled look on their faces. "Stan was my best friend, the closest thing I ever had to a boyfriend" I confided. "He was my confident, my stress reliever, my bootycall, my friend." I said. "I miss him so much, to think that I hadn't thought of him since I came here." I realized maybe if I thought of him. "All the girls I knew were head over heels from him"

"He died two years ago, when I was seventeen, he had just turned nineteen" I told them. They listened. "You would've liked him" I told them. "Bold as me"

"It's okay to remember" Warren pointed out and let his hand drift from my shoulder to my midarm and squeezed me, "I still care for you" He said above a whisper.

"Sounds like a great guy" John commented. I smiled. "He was" I knew he was trying to be sympathetic.

I could've stayed there with memories of my days with Stan, our make out sessions, our spiritual meditations, our eternal talks. But my stomach had other plans. It let out an undignified groan. I took a hand to my stomach, damn you.

"Come on, let's go see if there's anything good for dinner" Warren stood up and tugged me along. John stood too.

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