~3rd Person POV~

A long day at some spa near the Mansion was just what Rogue thought that Felicity needed. They ended up taking Kitty as well, and the Professor's 'emergency' credit card. In their eyes, this was totally an emergency.

"Hey, what color should I get?" Rogue asked, fingering through a large box filled with nail polish. She had called in advanced to be sure the ladies wore latex gloves while they worked. No skin to skin contact. "I like this red color…"

Felicity laughed softly. "I think just about everybody gets red, Rogue."

"Not true!" Kitty grinned. "I usually got a weird blue shade, or a purple. Today I'm just going to get the French tip." Of all the girls, it was quite plain that Kitty was the most 'girly' girl. Her fashion sense and way of telling the others that that 'doesn't look quite right' proved just that. "What color are you going to get, Felicity?"

The blonde haired girl shrugged. "I don't know, really. What color do you think looks best?"

Rogue snorted. "I think you'd look best in some dark red color."

"Look at this!" Kitty held up a dark purple nail polish color. "It's called 'Seduction'. Maybe Lissie should get that one!" Jokes on Felicity. Not an abnormal thing.

"Nah, she's got the whole 'seducing' thing in the bag."

"Right-"

Felicity's eyebrows rose a fraction. Both of them. "Oh? You two really want to play that game?"

A short, plump Asian woman walked over to the girls from the back room. "Have you made your selections?" she asked politely, her voice thick in some sort of Asian accent.

The three girls looked at each other, and then back at her, shaking their heads. "No, I don't think we have quite the right polish chosen yet," Rogue said slowly. The topic of nail polish had almost left their minds completely.

Feeling rude and slightly out of place, the three quickly chose nail polishes. After a long argument about what color would 'look best' with Kitty, Felicity ended up choosing a dark red polish color named 'scarlett o'hara'. Rogue got a dark blue polish, and Kitty got a light pink shade. She pretty much gave up on the French tip idea.

Because all three girls decided early on getting both manicures and pedicures, they all took seats in large pedicure chairs. The backs of the chairs vibrated and there was an internal rod inside them that constantly massaged their backs.

Felicity looked around the room in amusement. She had never gotten her nails done before. Being in a nail salon was a real change for her.

The walls were painted a pretty beige, with one wall having a really nice yellow shade to stand out. There were clay statues all around, and plants in every corner, even hung on the ceilings. A long line of off-white pedicure chairs lined one whole wall, while another wall was filled with tables where they did all the manicures and fingernail polishing.

Kitty noticed Felicity looking around. "What do you think, Lissie?"

"It's… Different," Felicity shrugged, taking her socks off and dipping her bare feet in the warm and bubbly water at the base of the pedicure chair. "Maybe even the most elegant place I've ever been in."

Her head tilted. "Really? Well, salons are usually pretty nice places. Unless you go to a bad place. You just have to know where to go."

Felicity nodded, leaning back in her chair and closing her eyes. While the chair worked on her back, massaging all the knots out, the main lady came out and started on Rogue's nails.

"Aren't you going to use gloves?"

"I wash hands before-"

"I'd like you to use gloves.. Please."

The lady gave Rogue an odd look, but did put on a pair of latex gloves before she started on Rogue's feet.

The first Asian lady, that had asked them before if they had their selections ready, had already started on Kitty's feet. An odd looking male walked over to Felicity and looked at her selections.

The male laughed. "Going for red, eh?"

Felicity smiled and nodded. "Yeah."

"It should work very nicely with your eye color," he said brightly, setting the polish bottle aside. He put a pair of gloves on, then put two little pill-type objects in the water.

The pills confused Felicity. "What's that?"

"It's just to make your feet smoother," the man replied absently as he pulled out a bottle of some chunky yellow stuff. When he applied the yellow stuff to her legs, it felt weird. It was like a type of lotion, only with beads inside it.

"That feels weird…"

"It makes your legs a little smoother," he explained, his bright tone starting to go away at all her questions.

Not wanting to anger the man much more, she just sat still as he worked on her legs and, finally, her toenail polish.

The man, called Ty from the other ladies at the nail salon, looked at her toes, then at her. "Have you ever gotten your nails done?" he asked.

Felicity shook her head. "Nah… I never had the money. Or time." Or ability, but she left that little part out.

Ty nodded, opening a bottle of clear coat polish. "I see. You can tell because-" And he began explaining something about how her nails were natural and looked 'untampered' with, none of which Felicity really paid any attention to.

Somebody tapped on Felicity's shoulder. She looked up, only to see Kitty. "Are you alright?" she asked softly, not wanting Ty or the other ladies to hear them talking.

Felicity nodded. "Fine. I'm fine." Her voice sounded a bit off, but she thought she felt fine.

"You sure?"

"Yes. I'm sure."

Soon enough, they all three were done with getting their toenails painted. Kitty and Rogue walked over to some sink in the main room to wash their hands, while Felicity was led into a different room to wash her hands.

Minutes later, Felicity came back with Ty, and the fingernail polish session started. Kitty and Rogue talked the entire time. Felicity didn't really try to intervene into their conversations at all, instead just keeping to herself.

The time flew by. Kitty's nails got done first, quickly followed by Rogue's, and finally Felicity was done. Rogue swiped the credit card, and they left to go back to the mansion.

All the while, Kitty was trying so hard to get Felicity to talk some more, about anything. But Felicity wasn't really talking. Something was up.

"Do you like your new nails, Felicity?"

"They're alright."

"I think they're very pretty."

"Yeah, they're nice."

Kitty sighed softly. All of her attempts to get Felicity to talk or carry on a longer than three word sentence was failing miserably. She didn't get it. The attempts were all out of her being nice, but all attempts being shot down hurt. Though she didn't try to show it.

Rogue, on the other hand, was actually enjoying this. She thought the whole conversation thing was very entertaining, seeing the way Kitty was getting frustrated. It wasn't a normal thing, so it was interesting. "Nice job on the French tips, Kitty."

"... Oh, haha, that's hilarious. You're hilarious, Rogue," Kitty rolled her eyes, turning the key into the ignition. Because of special permission, they had taken the Professor's car. It was one of those luxury cars, impeccable interior that if you even drop a crumb, it will look disgusting. "I think the pink looks cute."

Felicity looked over at Kitty, then shrugged. "It looks alright," she said in a light, bored tone. It didn't really surprise Kitty or Rogue this time.

"Hey, did we take Interstate Five to get back to Maple, then the turn off, or did we take this next exit off to Cherry and then go to Maple off of that?" Kitty asked as she pulled out of the parking lot.

Rogue gave her a blank look. "I dunno. I'm not the one who drove us here."

Kitty turned around to look at Felicity as they hit a stop sign. "Did we take the Interstate or did we go to Cherry Street, Felicity?"

Just like Rogue's reply, Felicity only shrugged. "I don't remember. I think either one will get us back to Maple, right?"

Nodding slowly, Kitty pulled out onto the Interstate. "Okay then… We'll just go this way."

Felicity leaned back her head against the seat, closing her eyes.

"Party crasher, penny smasher… Call me up if you want gangsta'...

"Why so serious?"

What woke up Felicity some minutes later was some jostling. It was Kitty, shaking her shoulder, telling her to wake up and get out of the car. "Come on, we're here…"

"Leave me alone," she groaned, turning over and pressing her face into the seat. It smelled new, even though it was a few years old. She loved that smell…

Kitty sighed softly. "Come on, Lissie, you need to get out." Even now, Kitty sounded a bit impatient. Which was a bit strange for her. "You'll be late for that class tonight…"

That made Felicity's eyes open. She looked right at Kitty. "What class?" her head tilted.

Kitty frowned. "Your healing class with Logan…?" How could Felicity forget it? It was the only class she was suppose to have that day, and it was her favorite class to boot.

Nodding, Felicity let out a breath. "Oh… Oh, yeah, I remember it now. I forgot what day it was, that's all."

"It starts in like ten minutes. You should start heading on up there. I think Logan already got your stuff at your desk," Kitty told her as she helped her out of the car.

Felicity hummed, nodding once more. "Okay. Thanks for taking me to the salon, Kitty."

Hearing a thanks made Kitty smile. It wasn't very often that she got thanked for what she did. It was a bit more rare at the school to receive thanks for much of anything. "You're welcome. I had fun."

Felicity smiled. "Me too."

Even with the ten minute warning of when class would start, Felicity was still late. She somehow forgot where the classroom was and had to ask for directions twice in order to get to the right room.

When she entered the classroom, Logan stopped talking and looked at her. "Felicity, I thought you got back fifteen minutes ago?" he asked, walking over to her. His demeanor always changed slightly when he talked to her. Nicer, calmer.

Felicity paused. "I… Um…. Bathroom issue?"

He didn't question her any more, leading her to her seat. "We were just talking about the manipulation of red and white blood cells. Obviously, you can't multiply them unless you have some superhuman ability. Even superhuman for a mutant."

"You don't have a superhuman mutant ability like that," a girl mumbled to Felicity, laughing under her breath. "Don't get full of yourself."

Logan raised his eyebrows. "Grace? You have any comments you wish to share with the class?"

Grace quickly shook her head. "No, Professor Logan."

He shot Felicity a wink before he went on with his lecture. "Now, because we can't multiply the cells, there are other ways with mutants with abilities much like ones you all have to mutate them in a way that is like multiplying them. It has the same effect, but it takes longer and is more drenching on the common mutant."

Felicity raised her hand. "Are we going to do a demonstration?"

Logan shrugged. "We could. It would be a bit difficult, but we'd need a sample of blood cells, both red and white, along with somebody who would like to attempt it. Because of the power, we can't have the same person bare the blood and mutate the cells."

Grace looked over at Felicity and grinned before calling out, "How about Felicity volunteers for the blood sample, and I'll try to mutate her cells?"

"I don't think that's a great idea," Logan shook his head, placing a hand on Felicity's shoulder. "The whole point would be to have a mutant's blood that is not of the X gene capable to heal."

Felicity looked at Grace right in the eyes. "My blood can't withstand the air anyway." Her voice was almost cold, scary.

Grace stood up out of her seat. "Wanna bet?" she growled, bending down so their faces were inches apart.

Logan quickly pulled Felicity away, while a boy student grabbed Grace's shoulders. Both girls weren't looking very happy with the other, or even being held back.

"What's wrong with you?" Logan whispered to Felicity. She usually was never the type to get into fights, be mean, argue… "What happened?"

Her mood disappeared, almost as quickly as it came. "What? Nothing, I'm fine."

Logan, the Professor's voice echoed in Logan's head.

Logan looked up in surprise.

Bring Felicity to my office. Now.

Such a stern voice made Logan wary, though he dismissed the class and took Felicity's hand. Something just seemed wrong about this.