Disclaimer: WE stole the characters from marvel, but please don't sue us since we barley have enough money to support our dirty habits (comics) No one is original except for Lisa and Dominique who are really use, so I guess that doesn't count.

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Dominique found herself up against a wall. Logan was in front of her, pinning her to the wall with his body. He leaned in for a kiss….

"Psst! Dominique!" Lisa hissed. Dominique blinked rapidly a few times, orienting herself with her surroundings. Damnit. She wasn't in Logan's room with Logan. She was in math class. Great. Lisa was whispering to her to pay attention to what was in front of her. A folded white piece of paper lay on her desk. Dominique picked it up and unfolded it. It crinkled loudly. Hopefully Mr. Drake didn't catch it. The note read:

Hey, you know what I just heard? Scott was talking to Jean on the phone. Scott: I wanted to call you on the phone to make me look cool! Jean: Why didn't you just talk to me telepathically? Scott: Because people get freaked out when I start talking to myself. Jean: That's why you think it, honey. They don't call it telepathy for nothing. Scott: I know, but… Jean: But what?…Oh Scott. Well in that case…

Is that not the grossest thing you've ever heard?

"Aw, geez!" Dominique exclaimed, not really intending to say it out loud.

"What was that, Miss Marvela?" Mr. Drake asked, stopping what he was doing on the board.

"Oh, um, nothing, sir," she replied.

"What's that in your hand?" he asked.

"My finger?"

"No. The piece of paper. Bring it up here." Dominique walked up to the front of the class and handed Mr. Drake the note. He unfolded it and read. "Hmm…This is very interesting. Would you care to share it with the rest of the class?"

"Why? The psychic hotline is much more interesting…but then there are those escort services…they get some very kinky calls." After a short vote, the rest of the class period was devoted to listening in on an escort service phone line. It was some pretty kinky stuff, especially that one guy that asked if there were any girls that didn't mind "short" guys. (Liz: I'm taking full credit for that one. Firecracker: Sorry about that one scene in the beginning. My mind was wandering. I hate when that happens…no, wait, actually I don't.)

Class had just ended. Lisa took her sweet time getting her stuff together. She was alone with Mr. Drake by the time she was done organizing her things. She had a smug expression on her face when she finally came out of the room.

"Frikkin'-a, Lisa, you think you could flirt anymore?" Dominique asked.

"Well, if I'm not gonna get any from Remy, I might as well try with Bobby," she replied. "Now if only I could try getting out of his class permanently, because that whole student-teacher thing doesn't quite work."

"I don't need any of that, because I'm gonna get some, and a lot of it, from Logan pretty soon," Dominique said, smiling. (Firecracker: Yes, healing factors always come in handy.)

"Yeah right, he may be into redheads, but I just don't see it. I think he's more into older girls."

"I *am* older. I'm eighteen. I just haven't graduated yet," Dominique argued.

"But he's like, old-old."

"Of course he's old-old. But by that comparison, he's too old for EVERYONE here."

"I don't know, it just seems weird when you're what, eighteen and he's a hundred and something? Come on, you've read Origin."

"And? As long as he looks young and has the stamina I demand, then I'm fine."

"Okay, whatever. I'll stick with my Iceman."

"Don't you think that would be a little cold?"

"Baby, you know I can heat things up."

"Yeah, but you might melt him off. That won't be good."

"I don't know. From what I've heard about his powers, it wouldn't quite work that way."

"Where have you heard all of these things?"

"Duh. The internet. They don't call me DotCom for nothing. You should see some of these pictures I've channeled. Dude, he had some kinky girlfriends."

"God, like I really needed to know that."

"You wanna know something interesting? I channeled some subscription stuff. You should see what Logan's reading. And Scott! He's the worst."

"You know, sometimes I don't know why I hang out with you. You're a little too kinky for my taste." (Liz: *I'm* too kinky for *your* taste? You're the one pointing at Logan saying, "I-you-big." Firecracker: Well, you're the one telling me who is subscribing to what and channeling all of that weird shit going on between Jean and Scott. ::shudders:: Liz: Like you wouldn't be interested in hearing it. Any excuse to make fun of Scott and Jean. You'd be all over it.)

/Sorry to interrupt, girls. I'm getting some very interesting thought patterns from you, but I need to see you in my office right now/ the Professor thought. Dominique glared at Lisa. She knew they were going to get in trouble for listening in on private phone conversations. (Liz: You can't really blame me, you know. Firecracker: When it gets us in trouble I can.) So the girls trudged toward the Professor's office, wondering what exactly would be their punishment.

Lisa knocked on the door. "Come in," Professor answered, his voice muffled by the wooden door. The girls walked in, but stayed near the door. "I have a few things to discuss with you two. The first thing is about your exploits around the school that I've been hearing a lot about. I've been hearing about how you've been using your powers, Lisa." Lisa blushed and giggled uncomfortably.

"Heh heh. No harm, right?" she asked.

"I didn't exactly let you stay here to teach you how to listen in on private conversations," Professor said pointedly. Dominique giggled next to Lisa. "And I've noticed you haven't discouraged her behavior." Dominique quieted. "However, both of your talents are quite useful, and since you're about done with school, I have a special assignment for you. I want you two to be in charge of putting together a special ops team made up of new mutants. You will train together and you will be sent out on missions that require your special talents." The girls looked at each other, slightly confused but excited nonetheless. "I'll let you two go off to discuss this matter." The girls walked out silently, bubbling over with excitement.

"Oh my gosh, can you believe it?" Lisa asked. (Liz: Yay! I'm no longer Bobby's student!! Firecracker: Gross. Liz: Come on, Bobby's sexy. Firecracker: Can I get a big, fat no? The only sexy one here is my Wolvie. Mmm…Wolverine… Liz: Would you quit that? Firecracker: I can't help it.)

"No! This is insane! I can't believe it. But, who are we gonna put on our team?" Dominique replied, seriously considering putting Logan on the team. (Liz: Hello? Professor said *new* mutants? Firecracker: And? He's sexy.) The two girls walked down the hall, pondering the infinite possibilities.

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Moving the plot right along… Since we are having problems coming up with kewl new plots (We're still new at this) we're going to add a bunch of new characters to spice things up. You're going to love these crazy people (or maybe you'll hate them, but who really cares.)

Oh yes, thanks to all the lovely people who reviewed the story…we well love you forever for it. And don't get spoiled by our many updates, we just had a lot of time thanks to spring break…but we hope the next few chapters will be up quickly.