"Hey, did you guys check out the new chick?" Pietro hissed at lunch and the Brotherhood was seated at their table.
"Yeah," Lance said with a laugh. "She was in my second bell. Wanda somebody, didn't quite catch the last name."
Pietro frowned slightly.
"What? What's the matter?" Lance asked, taking a timid bite of his meatloaf. "Ugh!" he coughed, pushing the tray away in disgust. "I'm surprised everybody in this school hasn't already dropped down and died from eating this junk."
"I'll finish it for you, Lance," Fred offered eagerly, practically yanking the tray his direction. Lance rolled his eyes, then turned back to Pietro. "Why? You know her or something?"
The speed demon looked up in a flash. "Huh?"
"You know the Wanda girl? You just looked kinda zoned out when I said the name."
Pietro's azure eyes narrowed slightly. "Yeah, I dunno, I KNOW I know that girl from somewhere..."
Lance shrugged. "Probably a coincidence?"
"Yeah, must be," Pietro shrugged. Looking up, he saw Duncan across the cafeteria talking to some of his many jock friends and his girlfriend, the pretty red headed junior Jean Grey. He was carrying a fancy looking bag and looking smug, and there was nothing the young speed demon wanted to do more than wipe that smirk off of Mathews permanently. *Geez, look, an expensive looking BAG. Whoever would have thought of that? * Pietro thought sarcastically. *Stupidrichkid. * Getting an idea, Pietro grinned and zipped over.
"HeyDuncan," he said in his fast voice, sitting down at the table in a flash. Duncan blinked, then glared at Pietro.
"What do you want, Maximoff?" he growled.
"Hey!" Pietro put his hands up in the air in an innocent gesture. "Whatever made you think I wanted anything?"
"I'll count it out for you, Maximoff. One, you're sitting at my table, when you losers belong over at that table. Two, I don't appreciate you staring at my hundred dollar lunch bag- eh crap.." Duncan cursed under his breath at having let out that little information. But it was too late.
"Lunch bag?!" Pietro nearly fell out of his chair laughing. "Aww,sowhatdidyourmommypackforsweetol'DuncanWuncanpietodayforlunch?" he asked in an exaggerated talking-to-a-toddler's voice. "Let's see!" In a flash, he had reached into the bag. "Behind door number one! Drumroll please..." Pietro pulled out an apple. "An apple a day keeps the doctors away," he snickered. "How true."
Duncan turned bright red. Pietro cocked his head to one side as he studied the blond senior. "You know, that shade really goes well with you," he commented innocently. "You should be embarrassed more often. Hmm.. maybe I can help you by doing you a favor.." Zipping to the photography classroom, Pietro grabbed a camera and zoomed back to the lunchroom. "Saycheese!" he said to a startled Duncan. "Say cheese again! Andagain. Onemoretime!" he said while clicking away at super speed. When there was no more film left, Pietro grinned an evil grin. "Seeyoulater,gottago!" he said, zooming away. Then, he stopped and zoomed back. "Hey Jean," he flirted with the pretty red head. "Rrrwao!"
"Pietro, go away!" Jean snapped, rolling her eyes.
A/N: I'm so mean, I'm gonna leave ya'll hanging! Hehe ^.^ This is not finished yet, but I wanted to post it up anyways and let ya'll read a bit more! ^^ Liked it? Hated it? More chapters coming up very very soon! ^.^ In the meantime, please review! Oh yeah, thanks for all your GREAT reviews!!!!! :P
"Yeah," Lance said with a laugh. "She was in my second bell. Wanda somebody, didn't quite catch the last name."
Pietro frowned slightly.
"What? What's the matter?" Lance asked, taking a timid bite of his meatloaf. "Ugh!" he coughed, pushing the tray away in disgust. "I'm surprised everybody in this school hasn't already dropped down and died from eating this junk."
"I'll finish it for you, Lance," Fred offered eagerly, practically yanking the tray his direction. Lance rolled his eyes, then turned back to Pietro. "Why? You know her or something?"
The speed demon looked up in a flash. "Huh?"
"You know the Wanda girl? You just looked kinda zoned out when I said the name."
Pietro's azure eyes narrowed slightly. "Yeah, I dunno, I KNOW I know that girl from somewhere..."
Lance shrugged. "Probably a coincidence?"
"Yeah, must be," Pietro shrugged. Looking up, he saw Duncan across the cafeteria talking to some of his many jock friends and his girlfriend, the pretty red headed junior Jean Grey. He was carrying a fancy looking bag and looking smug, and there was nothing the young speed demon wanted to do more than wipe that smirk off of Mathews permanently. *Geez, look, an expensive looking BAG. Whoever would have thought of that? * Pietro thought sarcastically. *Stupidrichkid. * Getting an idea, Pietro grinned and zipped over.
"HeyDuncan," he said in his fast voice, sitting down at the table in a flash. Duncan blinked, then glared at Pietro.
"What do you want, Maximoff?" he growled.
"Hey!" Pietro put his hands up in the air in an innocent gesture. "Whatever made you think I wanted anything?"
"I'll count it out for you, Maximoff. One, you're sitting at my table, when you losers belong over at that table. Two, I don't appreciate you staring at my hundred dollar lunch bag- eh crap.." Duncan cursed under his breath at having let out that little information. But it was too late.
"Lunch bag?!" Pietro nearly fell out of his chair laughing. "Aww,sowhatdidyourmommypackforsweetol'DuncanWuncanpietodayforlunch?" he asked in an exaggerated talking-to-a-toddler's voice. "Let's see!" In a flash, he had reached into the bag. "Behind door number one! Drumroll please..." Pietro pulled out an apple. "An apple a day keeps the doctors away," he snickered. "How true."
Duncan turned bright red. Pietro cocked his head to one side as he studied the blond senior. "You know, that shade really goes well with you," he commented innocently. "You should be embarrassed more often. Hmm.. maybe I can help you by doing you a favor.." Zipping to the photography classroom, Pietro grabbed a camera and zoomed back to the lunchroom. "Saycheese!" he said to a startled Duncan. "Say cheese again! Andagain. Onemoretime!" he said while clicking away at super speed. When there was no more film left, Pietro grinned an evil grin. "Seeyoulater,gottago!" he said, zooming away. Then, he stopped and zoomed back. "Hey Jean," he flirted with the pretty red head. "Rrrwao!"
"Pietro, go away!" Jean snapped, rolling her eyes.
A/N: I'm so mean, I'm gonna leave ya'll hanging! Hehe ^.^ This is not finished yet, but I wanted to post it up anyways and let ya'll read a bit more! ^^ Liked it? Hated it? More chapters coming up very very soon! ^.^ In the meantime, please review! Oh yeah, thanks for all your GREAT reviews!!!!! :P