Why oh why did God invent Chemistry? Well if you believed God did it or even if you believed in God at all. It was a wonder if God was an all knowing, all-powerful being then why would he-or she, if you are a feminazi-create mutants? Being all knowing, God should have known what was going to happen. It has been said in one or two organized church services that God knows everything that will happen to a person in their lifetime so why does our all loving God Permit things to happen to us? Why are we allowed to get pimples? Why do we get stood up at proms? Why do our parents get divorced? Why do mutant powers surface? Why do we gradually grow fur and look like a cat?
But there is a tangent going on. So let us get back to the thought at hand. Why God why? Well the other stuff could be dealt with but chemistry sucked. Where was it written that you had to study mixing the red stuff with the blue stuff and answer why you get the green. There was no chemical engineering in the future so why sit in the class with Dr. Cecilia Reyes always rattling off formulas and such? It was enough to wanna tear your fur off.
"Hey cat girl," A voice said. "You going to pass the papers back or not?"
Wendy Brejot shook her head a bit to clear the academic and religiously critical thought she had going. She brought her mindset back to the present as she took the stack of lab packets from the student in front of her. She took a packet for herself and for her lab partner, Lilith, and passed them back to Tyrol.
"Are you going to keep zoning out like that?" Lilith asked. "Cuz if so I will get a new partner."
Wendy shook her head 'no'. She knew how serious Lilith was about her grades and all. Lilith like her record to be rather flawless. Wendy had a moment of deep thought one time and hypothesized that Lilith's urge to be perfect spawned from her mutant imperfection. At will Lilith could cause her exterior to morph into the likeness of an armadillo, complete with the tough skin and shell. She would often joke that she was the "Armadillo Queen" and would take such a moniker when she joined the X-Men.
"Wendy never thought about joining the X-Men. She was at the school mainly because they gave her an image inducer that gave her the appearance of human features rather then the cat ones she possessed.
"This is so boring."
"Perhaps, but where else can we get a whole chem. Lab to play with?"
"Wendy just shrugged and looked over the instructions. The door to the lab opened and another student walked in. He drew a few looks because he was new, a few more because of the fight he was in before and still a few more because of his hair. Apparently the boy decided to take his braids out of his hair. Now there was a bleached white afro puff sitting atop his skull. It didn't bother him in the slightest of course, but it was new to everyone else.
"Ah, Christian," Dr. Reyes said he stepped in. "The Professor told me you coming to my class." Dr. Reyes looked over the room. "You're coming in the middle of a partner project so you are going to need one."
Immediately a hand shot up into the air. It was a small shaky hand, connected to a small shaky arm, connected to a small shaky boy. He had short blond hair that went every direction, bloodshot eyes, and pale skin. He looked rather sickly. He seemed to not be able to stop moving or twitching as if he had a tic or was on speed or something. This was quite normal though. This was Ziggy after all. His mutancy had something to do with his metabolism and that someway affected his brain. It was like he had ADHHHHD. He wasn't stupid though. Just strung out.
"I don't have one" Ziggy said, hand still raised. "Angelo is in the infirmary."
"Well Ziggy make sure you fill Christian in."
Dr. Reyes gestured for Chrisitan to sit at the table with Ziggy. As Christian passed the tables and students he was watched. Sitting in one corner of the lab was a very angry boy. Christian looked his way and stared at the person he fought with a day before. If looks could be heard as they happened, Fred's look said "we aren't finished yet." Christian's replied, "any time you are ready." Christian took his seat beside Ziggy and glanced at the lab packet.
"Wassup G?" Ziggy said. Christian looked at him and saw his hand outstretched.
"Hi." Christian said. Ziggy took his hand and did a funny looking handshake with it.
"How you be hanging my brotha?" Ziggy asked. Christian cocked an eyebrow.
"What?"
"Oh don't play me man." Ziggy said. "Don leave a guy hanging dawg." Christian's brow wrinkled.
"Can you talk normal?" He asked.
Ziggy's face took on a hurt look for a moment.
"Sorry." He said. "I was just trying to connect with you."
"Connect with me?"
"Yeah." Ziggy nodded seemingly with his whole body. "You're a G. gotta use gangsta speak."
Christian rolled his eyes. No doubt he had been thinking that because of the rumors that had spread before his arrival. Christian looked back at Tyrol.
"You know, I get the feeling he doesn't like me." Tyrol said to himself and the others around him. "Happens when you talk about people." Wendy said.
"Oh please. I talk about everyone."
That much was true. Tyrol talked about everyone at the school. He had a few mutant powers but the one he frequently liked to use was the semi telepathic ability he had. It wasn't that strong but it was enough to poke around in people's heads and learn what he didn't need to know. Tyrol amassed a great deal of popularity this way. Mostly because people wanted to be his friend so he wouldn't go stealing their secrets.
It wasn't too much longer of a wait until the all knowing, all-powerful God decided to make the class bell ring. Wendy was thankful for that and quickly gathered her books and such. When she looked up, Christian was already near the door. Ziggy was only a foot behind. Ziggy liked to latch on to folk and apparently found someone new in Christian. Lilith, Wendy, and Tyrol left the room to get to their next class.
Wendy was barely out of the door when she was grabbed by a pair of strong hands and pulled into a tight embrace. When she was finally let go, Wendy stepped back to look at the body in front of her. It belonged to a tall, built blond boy. He smiled one of those boy band lead singer smiles that caused all the girls to scream whenever they saw it.
"Hey, how's my girl?" Bruce Davidson asked.
"Just fine." Wendy replied. Bruce kept smiling.
"I just got back from home." He said.
Bruce had been gone a week to tend to a sick relative. Wendy enjoyed it in a way because it gave her room to breath. She liked Bruce true enough but he did seem to smother her just a bit at times. And they weren't even officially dating. It made Wendy feel good in some aspects to have someone so into her despite what she really looked liked.
"My grandmother had some kind of infection but she is okay now." Bruce said as if Wendy asked.
"I'm glad.
The four continued walking along. Bruce quickly put his arm around Wendy as if he was claming territory.
"So what's up for tonight?" Bruce asked. "It's Friday so I know we aren't staying indoors."
"Doesn't matter to me." Tyrol said.
"There are a couple of movies I haven't seen," Lilith began to say.
"Movies it is." Bruce stated.
Wendy was not in the mood but Tyrol and Lilith were going to so it couldn't be bad. As they passed Chrisitan and Ziggy, Ziggy was saying something about the movies and bouncing around. Christian seemed to agree just to shut Ziggy up. Wendy thought the night might not be bad after all.
