A/N: This chapter's a bit more random, but I'm a pretty random person, so if you don't like it, you'll just have to DEAL. Um, ok. Characters don't belong to me, etc.
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Dear Diary,
I dumped Duncan.
I was just so sick of his bullshit, you know? He was so perverted and controlling and MEAN, and I only hung around him to... feel normal, I guess. Which is pretty dumb and shallow, when I think about it. Besides, I already AM normal. Or so Professor Xavier keeps telling me.
He says we're all normal, when really, we're anything but. We're probably the most un-normal group of kids around. Well, except maybe for Lance and his buddies, but still. Professor is such an optimist, he thinks that everyone's normal. I kind of like to think that no one is, that deep down, everyone has some horrible secret that's kept locked away because they want to blend in with the crowd, to laugh with their friends when it's not funny, to be NORMAL. Maybe that makes me a pessimist, I don't know. It's much easier to be a pessimist than an opstimist. It's at times like this that I almost see through a goth's eyes.
I've read Rogue's thoughts. She's an optimist, though she'd never let anyone else know. It's incredible, because I can see everything that's happened to her, everything she's felt or seen or heard, and she still has this bubbling little cauldron of hope, like a magic potion being conjured up to expell evil spirits. It's amazing. And I admire her for that. For, after all she's been through, after all we go through together as a team, still being able to say, "We're gonna make it, it'll be okay." I'd honestly rather be able to do that than be able to read minds.
To look at the two of us, you'd never guess that we're the way we are.
Sincerely,
Jean Grey
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Dear Veronica,
Well, the news is out. Lance is practically skipping, he's so friggin' happy. And it's about damn time, because he's been moping around for so long, I was beginning to think he'd just collapse out of lack of fun.
It's noon and I haven't eaten all day. I'm reallyreallyreally hungry, but I can't eat. I just can't. Every time I look at a sandwich, all I see is a huge lump of lard. Geese, I'm starving. Maybe I'll go eat some celery. I heard you actually burn calories eating celery...
Pietro's pouting. He won't come out of his room. You know, I read or heard somewhere that in every gay relationship there's a male personality and a female personality, which makes sense because in every lesbian couple I've seen, one of the two looks exactly like a guy. The male personality is usually more distant and quiet, but caring and a good listener. And the female is clingy and moody and jealous. And the female usually gets it up the ass, while the male gives it. Pietro would DEFINITELY be the female. Then Lance would be the male.
Okay, eww, I just got a mental image of Lance and Pietro... I SO should not have put up-the-ass and Lance and Pietro in the same thought. Okay. Gross. I feel dirty now.
Lance hasn't noticed that Pietro's acting any different than usual. Hell, Lance hasn't even noticed that Pietro has a crush on him. He wanders around the house in his boxers, for Christ's sake. God, how can he be so naive? Wait, is naive the word I'm looking for?
Did you know that naive is Evian spelled backwards? Heh. I wonder if Lance likes Evian... I'll hafta ask him.
xoxo
Tabitha
xoxo
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Dear Journal,
Yo yo, Todd's in da house! Heh heh.
Well, Lance is dating Kitty, or at least I think so because he said she kissed him. Twice. I'm not really one to judge, but they don't exactly make the best couple ever. He's this bad-boy tall-dark-and-handsome (did I just write that?) I-don't-take-shit-from-nobody rebel senior. She's a preppy pink-cardigan-wearing ditzy do-you-like-my-manicure valleygirl freshman. It's just not right, I tell you.
I heard that Jean broke up with Duncan. I didn't even know they were dating in the first place. But that's kinda the way rumors and news works in highschool, you know? The less popular you are the longer it takes to hear about things. And things spread faster between girls, for some reason. I think it's easier for girls to be popular, because they can be incredibly ugly then cover it up with make-up and they look fine. Guys, unfortunately, can't do that. Guys just gotta live wit it if they're ugly.
You know, Tabi's whining that girls at school are calling her a slut. She says, "If a guy sleeps with a buncha girls, he's all cool and manly, but if a girl sleeps with a bunch of guys, she's a slut." An I gotta admit, she's right. But it works the other way too. If a chick's still a virgin, it's like a big plus, and people are all proud of her and think it's cool and stuff. But if a guy's still a virgin, there's something wrong wit him. Chicks should really quit complaining about dumb stuff, ya know?
I'm bored. I'm gonna go "shopping".
Todd
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Dear Diary,
I dumped Duncan.
I was just so sick of his bullshit, you know? He was so perverted and controlling and MEAN, and I only hung around him to... feel normal, I guess. Which is pretty dumb and shallow, when I think about it. Besides, I already AM normal. Or so Professor Xavier keeps telling me.
He says we're all normal, when really, we're anything but. We're probably the most un-normal group of kids around. Well, except maybe for Lance and his buddies, but still. Professor is such an optimist, he thinks that everyone's normal. I kind of like to think that no one is, that deep down, everyone has some horrible secret that's kept locked away because they want to blend in with the crowd, to laugh with their friends when it's not funny, to be NORMAL. Maybe that makes me a pessimist, I don't know. It's much easier to be a pessimist than an opstimist. It's at times like this that I almost see through a goth's eyes.
I've read Rogue's thoughts. She's an optimist, though she'd never let anyone else know. It's incredible, because I can see everything that's happened to her, everything she's felt or seen or heard, and she still has this bubbling little cauldron of hope, like a magic potion being conjured up to expell evil spirits. It's amazing. And I admire her for that. For, after all she's been through, after all we go through together as a team, still being able to say, "We're gonna make it, it'll be okay." I'd honestly rather be able to do that than be able to read minds.
To look at the two of us, you'd never guess that we're the way we are.
Sincerely,
Jean Grey
*****
Dear Veronica,
Well, the news is out. Lance is practically skipping, he's so friggin' happy. And it's about damn time, because he's been moping around for so long, I was beginning to think he'd just collapse out of lack of fun.
It's noon and I haven't eaten all day. I'm reallyreallyreally hungry, but I can't eat. I just can't. Every time I look at a sandwich, all I see is a huge lump of lard. Geese, I'm starving. Maybe I'll go eat some celery. I heard you actually burn calories eating celery...
Pietro's pouting. He won't come out of his room. You know, I read or heard somewhere that in every gay relationship there's a male personality and a female personality, which makes sense because in every lesbian couple I've seen, one of the two looks exactly like a guy. The male personality is usually more distant and quiet, but caring and a good listener. And the female is clingy and moody and jealous. And the female usually gets it up the ass, while the male gives it. Pietro would DEFINITELY be the female. Then Lance would be the male.
Okay, eww, I just got a mental image of Lance and Pietro... I SO should not have put up-the-ass and Lance and Pietro in the same thought. Okay. Gross. I feel dirty now.
Lance hasn't noticed that Pietro's acting any different than usual. Hell, Lance hasn't even noticed that Pietro has a crush on him. He wanders around the house in his boxers, for Christ's sake. God, how can he be so naive? Wait, is naive the word I'm looking for?
Did you know that naive is Evian spelled backwards? Heh. I wonder if Lance likes Evian... I'll hafta ask him.
xoxo
Tabitha
xoxo
*****
Dear Journal,
Yo yo, Todd's in da house! Heh heh.
Well, Lance is dating Kitty, or at least I think so because he said she kissed him. Twice. I'm not really one to judge, but they don't exactly make the best couple ever. He's this bad-boy tall-dark-and-handsome (did I just write that?) I-don't-take-shit-from-nobody rebel senior. She's a preppy pink-cardigan-wearing ditzy do-you-like-my-manicure valleygirl freshman. It's just not right, I tell you.
I heard that Jean broke up with Duncan. I didn't even know they were dating in the first place. But that's kinda the way rumors and news works in highschool, you know? The less popular you are the longer it takes to hear about things. And things spread faster between girls, for some reason. I think it's easier for girls to be popular, because they can be incredibly ugly then cover it up with make-up and they look fine. Guys, unfortunately, can't do that. Guys just gotta live wit it if they're ugly.
You know, Tabi's whining that girls at school are calling her a slut. She says, "If a guy sleeps with a buncha girls, he's all cool and manly, but if a girl sleeps with a bunch of guys, she's a slut." An I gotta admit, she's right. But it works the other way too. If a chick's still a virgin, it's like a big plus, and people are all proud of her and think it's cool and stuff. But if a guy's still a virgin, there's something wrong wit him. Chicks should really quit complaining about dumb stuff, ya know?
I'm bored. I'm gonna go "shopping".
Todd
