"Eww, Kurt, like don't... touch that!" Katherine Pryde, also known as Kitty, exclaimed, wrinkling her nose. Her lab partner, Kurt Wagner, grinned.

"Vhat? Like zis?" he asked, deliberately poking the specimen with a finger. "Oooh, squishy!"

"K-K-K-K-U-U-R-R-R-R-R-R-T-T-T-T!!"

"Miss Pryde, did you have a question?" the teacher, who had been patrolling the room, stopped at Kitty and Kurt's desk and glared down at her.

"Umm, like no... but-"

"Then I would suggest not shouting in the classroom."

"Well, like, Kurt was totally-"

"Miss Pryde..." There was a warning tone in the teacher's voice now, and Kitty sighed and sat back in her chair, and wanted nothing more than just to phase through the floor. She would have done it had there not been so many people around.

"Yes, ma'am."

As soon as the teacher's back was once again turned, Kitty made a face. "Well like you were the one who started it," she grumbled to a grinning Kurt.

"Ach, ze teachers all love me," Kurt said in an overconfident voice. Kitty found herself giggling in spite of herself, and she quickly bit her cheek to keep from earning herself a quick first detention in her school career. It was hard to stay mad at Kurt for long.

"Kurt?"

"Vhat?"

"Like, shut up."