Can you believe it? I'm not dead! My computer is though...sniff. Sorry about how long this took, but with school ending and my computer's death there wasn't much I could do. I hope you can find it in your hearts to forgive me and review this next chapter.

"What!" Pietro asked in disbelief. They were back in Lance's room and Lance was trying to shove an X-Men uniform into Pietro's arms.

"C'mon, it's not that bad," Lance said distractedly, as he pushed the uniform at Pietro.

"Not…not that bad? Lance this is an X-Men uniform. Did you hear me? X-Men," Pietro pleaded, desperately trying to convince Lance to come to his senses.

"Listen, we're not gonna be able to go to this if we don't wear these."

"Exactly," Pietro crossed his arms so that it was impossible for Lance to hand him the bundle of black spandex. Lance tossed it on the bed and sighed, looking at Pietro like he was the one who was being a pain.

"Pietro, I really wanna do this, and I really want you to come with me," Lance said honestly.

"Ok…?" Pietro asked, his eyebrows arched, wondering if that was supposed to convince him to go. They held each other in a death stare until Lance finally broke down.

"Ok, ok, if you do this, I'll do whatever stupid thing you want later," he said reluctantly.

"Well, why didn't ya say so?" Pietro asked cheerfully, scooping up the uniform and leaving the room to change. Pietro always won these little exchanges and it drove Lance crazy. He hoped that this scrimmage would be worth becomming Pietro's personal slave. With a sigh and a heavy heart he followed Pietro out of the room to go meet the others in the Danger Room.

Pietro regretted his decision from the second he set foot in the rightfully named 'Danger Room'. Wanda was lucky enough to have avoided this exercise and was hanging out with Rogue somewhere else in the mansion. It seemed like they were the only two who weren't present, and Pietro got the feeling that scrimmages were very popular among the student population at Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters.

The students had congregated into groups and were chatting idly with one another. The new recruits were all on one side of the humongous metal room, and were separated into their own little factions while the X-Men all stayed in one bunch.

As soon as they entered, Evan and Scott grinned at Pietro menacingly. Unlike Lance, Pietro's powers were better suited with escaping than fighting. There wasn't a lot of room to run in this enclosed space, and if he got cornered then there wasn't much he could do to save himself, and he was sure that Evan and Scott had already figured this out. Pietro felt a sense of hopelessness wash over him, but there was no way he was going to let Evan and Scott know he was scared.

He gave them both a big smile, and waved as if they were longtime pals. Scott's smile faded and he pretended like he hadn't noticed Pietro at all, but Evan took one fingerdrew it across his neck lengthwise, letting Pietro know he hadn't forgotten about what had happened earlier. Oh yeah, this was gonna be fun.

"Lance, are you sure you wanna do this?" Pietro asked Lance quietly. Lance however, wasn't paying attention to Pietro in the slightest. He was busy waving at Tabitha who had spotted them, and was making her way to where they were. Lance rushed up to her and Tabitha smiled at him.

"I'll take that as a yes," Pietro muttered, following Lance.

"Lance! Speedy! You came," Tabitha said cheerily. Ray, who was trailing behind her, gave both Lance and Pietro a forced polite smile. It was obvious that all the attention she was giving them was making Ray unhappy.

"Yeah," Lance answered returning her mega-watt smile. Pietro noticed that Lance kept looking over Tabitha's shoulder to see if Kitty was paying attention. She wasn't.

"Aww, Speedy you look so cute in that uniform," Tabitha said, moving on to Pietro. When she reached out to pinch his cheek, Pietro cringed as if she was the most disgusting thing on the planet.

"Whatsa matter? You don't like me anymore?" she asked her smile fading. Pietro muttered something incoherent and looked to the ground. Why was she doing this? Ray was standing right there, and he did not look happy at all. Pietro marveled at how he managed to keep his cool during this whole ordeal. If Pietro was in his postion...well Pietro would never be in Ray's position because he would never date Tabitha, but if he was they would be long broken up.

Before anything else could be said, Logan appeared on one side of the room and called for attention.

"Alright, everybody over here!" he yelled grumpily. All of the student gathered around the older mutant and waited for his instructions anxiously.

"Ok it's time to split into groups. Now I'm supervising so I don't want any of that switching stuff that you try to pull with the other teachers," Logan said gruffly. He had his hands on his hips, and he was staring everyone down, as if daring them to question his authority. No one did so he continued, "Team A: Cyclops, Multiple, Magma, Spyke, and Wolfsbane. Stand over here. Team B: Iceman, Half-Pint, Beserker, Jubilee, and Maximoff. Right over there. Team C is Jean, Elf, Tabitha, Sunspot, and Alvers. Team captains are the first names I called for each team, understand?"

The students nodded and walked over to the places Logan had shown them.

Pietro groaned audibly as he took his place next to Bobby, his team captain. However, he was fully aware that he had gotten off easy when the teams were divided. He didn't know what he would have done if he had been on Scott or Jean's team. His only complaint was that he was in the hands of a mutant who was at least two years younger than him. Kitty huffed and gave him a dirty look as soon as he got close to her, so Pietro walked over to where Ray and Jubilee were.

Ray looked at him reproachfully, but scooted to the side so Pietro would have a better place to stand.

"You know I'm not interested in her right?" Pietro asked. Ray seemed like a cool guy, and he didn't want any hard feelings between them.

"Yeah...I know," Ray answered, his gaze shifting down to the polished metal floor. This brought Pietro's attention to the material the entire room was made of. Metal.Specifically surgical steel. Magneto's favorite. Pietro couldn't help but shudder slightly as he looked around the circular room. No wonder he felt so uncomfortable in here.

"Soo, what happens now?" Pietro asked, deciding the subject needed to be changed.

"You're about to find out," Jubilee answered with a smile. Pietro did not like the sound of that. Not one bit.