Author's ramble: Hey guys! I had my Killer Exam today and it was all right. Thank you ALL for your well wishes. They were very much appreciated. *sniff* Anyway, I had such a long day that I really didn't feel up to starting for Monday's exam but instead worked on Ch. 5. and finished it! Yay! Umm…That's it I think. I'm tired and I'm off to bed. ~_~ zzzzzzz
(Storm and Wolverine take the teenagers for a quick tour of the mansion, showing them the important rooms such as the kitchen, TV room, bathrooms, and the confession room. They go back to the foyer to get their things and go to their rooms. Rogue sees Scott walking towards her and is about to open her mouth to say "Thank you. Ah can handle it," but Scott passes her by to go to Jean, offering her his help.)
Rogue: Uh. Guys! Typical…
(Everyone grabs their bags and follows Wolverine and Storm up the steps. When they get to the top of the stairs, Wolverine leads the boys to the left and Storm leads the girls to the right. Storm opens the first door on the left to reveal a large, spacious room).
Storm: Jean, this will be your room.
Jean: Hmm. Well, I suppose it will do.
(Storm then opens the first door on the right, revealing another large room, a bit smaller than Jean's, with two beds at opposite sides of the room).
Storm: Kitty, Rogue, this will be your room.
Rogue: What?? You mean we have to share???
Kitty: I have to room with her!?
Rogue: Hey, what's that supposed to mean. Don't think you'd be mah first pick for a roommate, either.
Kitty: Why do we have to share?
Rogue: Yeah, what kind of mansion is this? Why doesn't Jean have to share?!
Storm: Because she's the oldest.
Rogue (under her tongue): You mean prettiest.
Storm: AND because there are no more rooms on this side.
Kitty: Wait, so there are more rooms on the boys' side? THEY don't have to share?? That's like, not fair!
Storm: You wouldn't want to room with Kurt either, would you?
Kitty: Uh…so we have to, like, look like a scary little freaks to get our own rooms? (Looks Rogue up and down several time). Does it have to be natural freakishness, or can she count?
(Rogue gives her the glare of death.)
Storm: Enough! Just unpack your stuff and go meet in the lounge whenever you're finished so you can get to know each other or whatever. We'll be meeting you down there in about an hour.
*Meanwhile, on the boys' side*
Wolverine: Shades, you've got the first room, Fuzzball, you're in the next and what's-your-face, you're in the third. You can all go down and hang out or whatever it is you kids do these days in the lounge. We'll see you in an hour.
{silence} (The boys walk to their rooms.)
Wolverine: Oh, I forgot. Furrball…this is for you. (He gives Kurt a watch).
Kurt: I thought I vas Fuzzball?
(Wolverine gives him an annoyed look.)
Kurt: Err…what is it? (He puts it on).
Wolverine: Take off your rag and see for yourself.
(Kurt takes of his cloak and checks himself out.)
Kurt: Vow! I'm normal looking! I'm not a freak anymore! Voo hoo! Hey! What's with my outfit!? Wasn't this underwear-hanging-out-of pants-look over years ago? I look like a total dork! (He notices Evan is wearing that style). Oh…sorry. No offense.
(Wolverine walks down the stairs with an annoyed Storm as the kids unpack their things.)
*Several Minutes later*
(Jean knocks on Kitty and Rogue's open door and asks to come in, walking in before she is answered.)
Jean: Hi guys. I finished packing so I thought I'd come join you guys, see if we couldn't chat a little bit before we went downstairs to meet the guys.
Rogue: How'd you get done so fast? You had more stuff than any of us.
Jean: Like this. (She demonstrates her TK by moving some of Rogue's clothing into the open drawer.)
Kitty: Wow, that's like, so cool!
Jean: Yeah, I know. Here let me help you guys. (She uses her TK again to put Rogue and Kitty's things in their places). Wow, you sure do wear a lot of black. You even have black -
Rogue: Hey! Ah didn't ask you to do that! That's mah personal stuff!
Jean: Well! So much for trying to help! (She stops using her powers. Kitty and Rogue finish putting the last of their things away. All three girls make their way for the stairs, heading for the lounge.) So, tell me, what'd you gals think of the guys?
Kitty: Well, I think we all know how that guy with the shades feels about you.
Jean: Hee hee. {smile} Yeah, he couldn't take his eyes off of me. I seem to have that affect on guys. I'll have to let him down gently. He seems to have it pretty bad.
Rogue: You're gonna tell him "no"? How do you even know he's gonna ask? You're not even gonna give him a chance?
Jean: Dear, they always ask. And come on! I can't just go out with anyone. Besides, it'd be a little weird, being that we are living together and everything. Can you imagine the awkwardness? It'd just be too much trouble. It'll be fun to see what things he'll do to impress me though. {smile} (Rogue rolls her eyes. The girls finally arrive at the lounge, just as the boys are coming down the stairs.)
Evan: So dudes, what's you guys think of the chicks? Well, besides the redhead since we all know what you thought of her.
Scott: Huh? What do you mean? Which redhead?
Kurt: Uh…there vas only one redhead.
Evan: Yeah, you may have noticed that you were drooling over her.
Scott: Oh my gosh! Was I drooling?? (He frantically wipes his mouth repeatedly).
Evan and Kurt: O.o
Scott: Sorry, I had…uh…problems…before.
Evan: The girl you were staring at. Ring a bell?
Scott: I wasn't staring, I was…uh…analyzing. Anyway, they all looked like redheads to me. You guys look like redheads. All I can see is red 'cause of my shades.
Evan: Oh, really? Then how do you know if your meat's been cooked?
Kurt: And how do you know when the traffic light changes color?
Evan: Dude, how do you get dressed? {Scott rolls his eyes up and sighs.}
(The boys meet the girls at lounge room, only a few minutes after they had arrived, and sit down.)
{awkward silence}
Jean: Well, since no one else will say anything I guess I will. Since we're here to get to know each other, how about we each say a little about ourselves. Our name, where we're from, our mutant powers, stuff like that?
Rogue (mocking Jean): OH!! Can we hold hands and do each other's hair too?!
Jean (trying hard not to look bothered by Rogue's comment): I'll go first. My name is Jean Grey. I'm 17 and my mutant powers are telepathy and telekinesis.
{silence}
Evan: (trying to sound smart) It means she can read and control people's minds and move stuff too!
Kitty (to herself): Duh, I knew that.
Jean: So, who's next? (Getting back at Rogue but hiding it by smiling) Rogue how about you? (Rogue glares back at Jean).
Rogue (in mocking tone with exaggerated southern accent): Why sure Sugah, Ah'd love to! Mah name is Rogue and Ah'm just pleased to meet ya'll! {smile} (Rogue's smile fades with the rolling of her eyes). Ah'm Rogue, Ah'm 15 and mah mutant powers are mah {pause} business.
Evan: Wait, why won't you tell us?
Kitty: Yeah, tell us.
Rogue: No, it's not important.
Jean: Rogue, there's no need to feel ashamed about being a mutant. We're all mutants here.
Rogue: Oh put a sock in it Red.
Kurt: Come on, just tell us!
Scott: Um…I know what it-
Rogue: Don't you dare!
Scott: Ok, ok. I won't. But you should.
Kitty: Why are you hiding it? Just tell us!
Rogue: All right! All right already, if that'll shut you guys up! I have the ability to…(mumbling) absorb other people's energies by touching them.
Kitty: What?
Rogue: To absorb other people's energies by touching them.
Kitty: Oh. Wait…what????
Evan: Whoa! Really?? AWESOME! You have {gasp} the touch of death.
Kurt: Vow, the touch of death. That's so cool!
Rogue: It is NOT the touch of death, stop calling it that!
Scott: Well, what would you call putting a kid in a coma for 3 weeks.
Jean: You put a kid in a coma for three weeks?? Wow, I knew you were unfriendly but that-
Kitty: How could you do that to someone?
Rogue: I didn't mean to do it!
Evan: What'd you mean to do, kill him?
Rogue: HE touched ME!
Kurt: Vell maybe you should have varned him dat you had the touch of death before he touched you.
Rogue: Ah didn't know!
Evan: How could you not know? That's a hard thing to miss. Unless you never touched anyone…{silence} (Everyone looks around, avoiding the answer to that).
Jean: Wow, I didn't know you were that unfriendly and antisocial.
Rogue: UH! Listen, Ah didn't know because someone told me Ah had a skin condition. He touched me. Ah didn't mean to hurt him, end of story. And it is NOT the touch of death! Next person who says that will get to find out how deadly it is! Now, can we move on to the next person?
Jean: Ok…well…uh…Kitty…
Kitty: Umm…I'm Kitty Pryde, 15, ability to walk through walls and solid objects….
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That's it for now. For those who don't know what the confession room is, it's a room used in the Real World show for the members to vent and yell and whine. I don't know if that's what it's called but that's what I'm calling it. I was going to use it in this chapter but then decided not to (they usually showed confessions in between certain scenes, with the "confession(s)" relating to the scene.)