Kitty and Pietro
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Disclaimer: We don't own the characters in X-Men Evolution, but we own our story
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Chapter 5: Chemistry
It had been a week since the incident when Pietro apologised to her. Throughout the whole week, they've gone back to their normal routine: Pietro and some blonde cheer-freak, Kitty and herself, actually with the occasional encounters with Lance or Kurt. The good old days...
"Mr Maximoff! May-You-Like-Get-Away-From-My-Locker!" Kitty would shout at least once a day when Pietro always make out from his locker and ends up at her locker. ~Weird~, she thought.
"Okay, okay. I don't see what's the big deal, Pryde!" the sophomore albino would in turn screech. Yup, its back to "Pryde", the word "Kitty" was only mentioned the first time, which was also its last... probably.
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In Kitty's room...
~Great! I thought that coming to the last question would be a blessing, but NO... teacher wanna give me a hard to get life! I don't understand! I keep trying and trying and TRYING, but I can't get the answer! Urgh!~ Kitty was annoyed. She never really liked Pure Chemistry. Perhaps sometimes or rather, she would top the class, but she still hates it. It uses up a lot of brain energy. And she gets all groggy afterwards.
"Rogue, can you, like, come here for a while?" Kitty called over to her roomy. "Yeah, wassup?" Rogue replied as she removed her earphones. "Do you like, know how to do this question?"
"Don't even think about it man! Kitty, I don't take Pure Chem.!" Rogue twisted a face in awkwardness at the question. ~Yikes, baby, what the hell is that?~ She churned her brain.
"Oh... It's ok... I, like, figured out you don't know." Kitty sighed. She just have to get this done or she'll never get to sleep. It's due the next day, which was seriously making things harder for her.
"Kitty... do you know what? YOU CAN ASK PIETRO!" Rogue tried to hammer back the thought of Pietro being in the same Chemistry class as Kitty into the freshman's head. "B-but... I can't. It'll be so, like, humiliating!" Kitty shrugged at the thought. "Oh yeah, that's all I need to hear, baby. Don't ask Maximoff, and you'll never get your 40 winks."
Eventually, Kitty got off her chair, went out of her room with her paper and pen, and started to approach Pietro's room. Then she took a deep breath before knocking lightly at his door. "Come in," said the voice inside. Kitty calmed herself down a little before entering the room. It was neat, definitely not what she expected out of a guy. Too neat, it was clean and all tidied and organised. ~Whoa...~
"Hi Pietro. Erm... I'm, like, sorry to disturb you... I-I... Well, the thing is..." Kitty found it harder to speak to him in his room. She had a really strange, up-tight feeling. "It's okay, here, take a seat." Pietro pulled another swivel chair next to his, to the right, and motioned Kitty to sit. Kitty smiled a little in gratitude.
"Well... have you, like, done your Chemistry homework?" Kitty asked. By then, she felt his hospitality more reassuring. "Oh, I'm doing the last question now," he replied. "Erm... the thing is that, I don't, like, know how to do that. That's why I'm here and..." Kitty found her head lowering down, avoiding his eyes.
"Haha! Come on, just say you want me to tutor you!" Pietro grinned triumphantly. "Like, no way! Dream on, Maximoff!" Kitty argued back. Suddenly, Pietro stopped his snickering. He started to realise something different about Kitty. Then he realised what it was. "Ooh... I'd never thought you would wear anything that bears your shoulders," he commented. Kitty looked at herself. She was wearing a white spaghetti top with a pair of sky blue shorts that revealed her slender legs.
"What about it? I don't see what's so great, I always where like this when I go to bed." She said folding her arms. "I dunno, you look prettier like this, Pryde," Pietro scanned her from head to toe once again. But when he scanned back from toe to head, he felt something large and soft hit his head.
"Take that, you pervert!" Kitty grabbed his pillow and hit him hard on his head, while laughing away hysterically. "Haha! Okay, stop it, girl!" Pietro shouted. "Okay. Like, hurry up and teach me, -Teacher-!" Kitty demanded.
A few minutes later...
"Oh! I get it. How come I didn't, like, thought of it before?" Kitty said. "Ha! Told you I was smart." Pietro started boosting his ego. "Yeah right! But then again, you are quite smart, in -some- ways..." Kitty replied. She then turned her attention back to her paper and started scribbling the formulas and working out the answers. At last, she finished. Kitty looked at the time: 10.40p.m.
"Oh dear! It's, like, way past my bedtime already," Kitty gasped. She turned her head to the young mutant beside her, resting his head on the desk and already asleep. ~I'd better wake him up, he would catch a cold or rather it certainly would be much comfortable sleeping on the bed instead~, Kitty thought. "Wakey, wakey..." Kitty found a feather-pen in his stationery holder and started tickling his nose.
"Huh?" Pietro's eyelids slowly opened up. *Aah-choo!* He sneezed. Among the first things that he heard was Kitty's uncontrollable laughter. "Come on, little boy, go to your bed and sleep. Don't catch a cold here." Just then, Pietro's eyes seemed transfixed to the brunette's blue ones. So mesmerizing, so perfect. Unconsciously, he seemed to be drawn to her. He felt his head moving closer and closer to hers, but he didn't bother to resist. Kitty realised that both their faces were approximately 2 inches apart. Their eyes were spellbound by each other's. If she hadn't snapped out of it, they would have probably... kissed.
"Erm... Well, thanks for everything. It's really, like, getting late, so you should go to sleep earlier. Bye," Kitty picked up her paper and pen and went out of the room hastily. Pietro, however, tried to straighten his thoughts. ~What was I thinking? We can't possibly... no, we almost. I can't believe it...~
~Oh my goodness! No, it can't be. Was Pietro trying to kiss me just then? No, it's an illusion. I'm just too exhausted.~ Kitty, on the other hand, was reassuring herself that it was the result of her weariness that caused her to hallucinate. But deep down she knew it was reality.
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To be continued...
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Disclaimer: We don't own the characters in X-Men Evolution, but we own our story
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Chapter 5: Chemistry
It had been a week since the incident when Pietro apologised to her. Throughout the whole week, they've gone back to their normal routine: Pietro and some blonde cheer-freak, Kitty and herself, actually with the occasional encounters with Lance or Kurt. The good old days...
"Mr Maximoff! May-You-Like-Get-Away-From-My-Locker!" Kitty would shout at least once a day when Pietro always make out from his locker and ends up at her locker. ~Weird~, she thought.
"Okay, okay. I don't see what's the big deal, Pryde!" the sophomore albino would in turn screech. Yup, its back to "Pryde", the word "Kitty" was only mentioned the first time, which was also its last... probably.
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In Kitty's room...
~Great! I thought that coming to the last question would be a blessing, but NO... teacher wanna give me a hard to get life! I don't understand! I keep trying and trying and TRYING, but I can't get the answer! Urgh!~ Kitty was annoyed. She never really liked Pure Chemistry. Perhaps sometimes or rather, she would top the class, but she still hates it. It uses up a lot of brain energy. And she gets all groggy afterwards.
"Rogue, can you, like, come here for a while?" Kitty called over to her roomy. "Yeah, wassup?" Rogue replied as she removed her earphones. "Do you like, know how to do this question?"
"Don't even think about it man! Kitty, I don't take Pure Chem.!" Rogue twisted a face in awkwardness at the question. ~Yikes, baby, what the hell is that?~ She churned her brain.
"Oh... It's ok... I, like, figured out you don't know." Kitty sighed. She just have to get this done or she'll never get to sleep. It's due the next day, which was seriously making things harder for her.
"Kitty... do you know what? YOU CAN ASK PIETRO!" Rogue tried to hammer back the thought of Pietro being in the same Chemistry class as Kitty into the freshman's head. "B-but... I can't. It'll be so, like, humiliating!" Kitty shrugged at the thought. "Oh yeah, that's all I need to hear, baby. Don't ask Maximoff, and you'll never get your 40 winks."
Eventually, Kitty got off her chair, went out of her room with her paper and pen, and started to approach Pietro's room. Then she took a deep breath before knocking lightly at his door. "Come in," said the voice inside. Kitty calmed herself down a little before entering the room. It was neat, definitely not what she expected out of a guy. Too neat, it was clean and all tidied and organised. ~Whoa...~
"Hi Pietro. Erm... I'm, like, sorry to disturb you... I-I... Well, the thing is..." Kitty found it harder to speak to him in his room. She had a really strange, up-tight feeling. "It's okay, here, take a seat." Pietro pulled another swivel chair next to his, to the right, and motioned Kitty to sit. Kitty smiled a little in gratitude.
"Well... have you, like, done your Chemistry homework?" Kitty asked. By then, she felt his hospitality more reassuring. "Oh, I'm doing the last question now," he replied. "Erm... the thing is that, I don't, like, know how to do that. That's why I'm here and..." Kitty found her head lowering down, avoiding his eyes.
"Haha! Come on, just say you want me to tutor you!" Pietro grinned triumphantly. "Like, no way! Dream on, Maximoff!" Kitty argued back. Suddenly, Pietro stopped his snickering. He started to realise something different about Kitty. Then he realised what it was. "Ooh... I'd never thought you would wear anything that bears your shoulders," he commented. Kitty looked at herself. She was wearing a white spaghetti top with a pair of sky blue shorts that revealed her slender legs.
"What about it? I don't see what's so great, I always where like this when I go to bed." She said folding her arms. "I dunno, you look prettier like this, Pryde," Pietro scanned her from head to toe once again. But when he scanned back from toe to head, he felt something large and soft hit his head.
"Take that, you pervert!" Kitty grabbed his pillow and hit him hard on his head, while laughing away hysterically. "Haha! Okay, stop it, girl!" Pietro shouted. "Okay. Like, hurry up and teach me, -Teacher-!" Kitty demanded.
A few minutes later...
"Oh! I get it. How come I didn't, like, thought of it before?" Kitty said. "Ha! Told you I was smart." Pietro started boosting his ego. "Yeah right! But then again, you are quite smart, in -some- ways..." Kitty replied. She then turned her attention back to her paper and started scribbling the formulas and working out the answers. At last, she finished. Kitty looked at the time: 10.40p.m.
"Oh dear! It's, like, way past my bedtime already," Kitty gasped. She turned her head to the young mutant beside her, resting his head on the desk and already asleep. ~I'd better wake him up, he would catch a cold or rather it certainly would be much comfortable sleeping on the bed instead~, Kitty thought. "Wakey, wakey..." Kitty found a feather-pen in his stationery holder and started tickling his nose.
"Huh?" Pietro's eyelids slowly opened up. *Aah-choo!* He sneezed. Among the first things that he heard was Kitty's uncontrollable laughter. "Come on, little boy, go to your bed and sleep. Don't catch a cold here." Just then, Pietro's eyes seemed transfixed to the brunette's blue ones. So mesmerizing, so perfect. Unconsciously, he seemed to be drawn to her. He felt his head moving closer and closer to hers, but he didn't bother to resist. Kitty realised that both their faces were approximately 2 inches apart. Their eyes were spellbound by each other's. If she hadn't snapped out of it, they would have probably... kissed.
"Erm... Well, thanks for everything. It's really, like, getting late, so you should go to sleep earlier. Bye," Kitty picked up her paper and pen and went out of the room hastily. Pietro, however, tried to straighten his thoughts. ~What was I thinking? We can't possibly... no, we almost. I can't believe it...~
~Oh my goodness! No, it can't be. Was Pietro trying to kiss me just then? No, it's an illusion. I'm just too exhausted.~ Kitty, on the other hand, was reassuring herself that it was the result of her weariness that caused her to hallucinate. But deep down she knew it was reality.
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To be continued...