NOTE: hey everyone, first off I want to say I'm really really really really
sorry that I've been so slow about updating. My only excuse is that college
is a pain in the butt and after an all nighter, I wrote a chapter that was
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"What have you DONE to yourself?!" Lance practically yelled. Jubilee stepped back a little, momentarily shocked by his reaction, but it was quickly replaced by anger. First Rogue, now Lance...what was wrong with changing her image? It was okay for Laura to be elegant and polished looking but when Jubilee tried it was suddenly horrible!
"Yes, Jubilee, you look perfectly awful," Laura said cruelly, standing up, her arm on Lance's.
Logan and the Professor stepped into the living room. Logan choked on his beer. "What the-?!"
At that moment, Bobby came barreling down the stairs, but he nearly lost his balance when he saw Jubilee. "Oh my god!"
That was the last straw. Jubilee choked back a sob, and fled up the stairs, nearly tripping on the shoes. When she got into her room, she kicked off the shoes viciously and flopped on the bed, sobbing hard. That jerk Lance! To think she'd gone to the trouble of putting her hair in those stupid pigtails..and that skirt! Ugh! It made Jubilee sick to think that Laura had won Lance in the end, but she had had enough of remaking herself to get a guy to like her. Rogue was right.
Jubilee got up resolutely and stalked to the mirror, and yanked her hair out of the pigtails and combed it till it fell straight and shiny by her shoulders. She quickly shed the skirt, and shuddered as she threw it in the trash. Finally, dressed in a tank top and jeans she felt like herself.
Jubilee heard a small noise behind her and saw Kitty lift her head from the bed. "Hey, I didn't even realize you were here," Jubilee exclaimed turning around.
"Men are scum," was Kitty's answer.
"You can say that again," Rogue muttered, from her corner of the room.
"Rogue, what's wrong?" Jubilee asked, wondering why boys had the power to create so much havoc in the lives of girls. She had been JUST fine before Lance had come along..
"Bobby. He's being a jerk," Rogue mumbled, and got up, brushing her dark hair away from her face. She blinked her eyes and managed a small smile. "I see you finally stopped looking like a Laura zombie."
"Yeah, I don't know what I was thinking. If Laura's what Lance wants, then he can have her," Jubilee said sadly.
"I don't think that's what he wants," Rogue interjected.
Jubilee swallowed. "It doesn't matter." And with that Jubilee left the room and out the back door. The fresh air welcomed her, and Jubilee sat on the bench kicking dirt around despondently with her toe.
"Hey." Jubilee jerked her head up to see Lance walking slowly towards her. She got up to bolt, but he grabbed her wrist firmly.
"We need to talk."
"No we don't. I'm a liar remember, and apparently unoriginal as well," Jubilee said her anger resurfacing as she remembered the day's events.
"I never said that, Jubilee. I'm sorry about..," Lance paused a second, looking at her so intensely that Jubilee looked down, "everything. I guess I was surprised at your new look. I don't know why you would do something like that."
"You're right, no one could ever copy the original Laura, perfect as she is. But frankly, I don't ever want to be like her. I must have been insane to try," Jubilee muttered, and stood up, wrenching her wrist away from his grip.
"Look, Jubilee, I'm trying to apologize...so we can be friends again. I'm sorry about what happened today at the carnival," Lance called after her. Jubilee turned around, her eyes turbulent.
"So you believe me about Laura?" Jubilee asked him, biting her lip tensely. Lance paused, and Jubilee turned away disgustedly.
"I'm sorry that we fought, Jubilee, but I've known Laura for a long time. And I don't know why you can't get along with her."
"Here's a few reasons, maybe because she's a manipulative, conniving snob!" Jubilee said hotly.
Lance stepped forward. "I care about you, Jubilee, I don't want to hurt you," Lance said desperately, his green eyes flashing concern, as Jubilee's eyes filled with hurt.
"It's too late for that. Go back to your old girlfriend," Jubilee said, fighting back tears, and ran back into the house.
"What have you DONE to yourself?!" Lance practically yelled. Jubilee stepped back a little, momentarily shocked by his reaction, but it was quickly replaced by anger. First Rogue, now Lance...what was wrong with changing her image? It was okay for Laura to be elegant and polished looking but when Jubilee tried it was suddenly horrible!
"Yes, Jubilee, you look perfectly awful," Laura said cruelly, standing up, her arm on Lance's.
Logan and the Professor stepped into the living room. Logan choked on his beer. "What the-?!"
At that moment, Bobby came barreling down the stairs, but he nearly lost his balance when he saw Jubilee. "Oh my god!"
That was the last straw. Jubilee choked back a sob, and fled up the stairs, nearly tripping on the shoes. When she got into her room, she kicked off the shoes viciously and flopped on the bed, sobbing hard. That jerk Lance! To think she'd gone to the trouble of putting her hair in those stupid pigtails..and that skirt! Ugh! It made Jubilee sick to think that Laura had won Lance in the end, but she had had enough of remaking herself to get a guy to like her. Rogue was right.
Jubilee got up resolutely and stalked to the mirror, and yanked her hair out of the pigtails and combed it till it fell straight and shiny by her shoulders. She quickly shed the skirt, and shuddered as she threw it in the trash. Finally, dressed in a tank top and jeans she felt like herself.
Jubilee heard a small noise behind her and saw Kitty lift her head from the bed. "Hey, I didn't even realize you were here," Jubilee exclaimed turning around.
"Men are scum," was Kitty's answer.
"You can say that again," Rogue muttered, from her corner of the room.
"Rogue, what's wrong?" Jubilee asked, wondering why boys had the power to create so much havoc in the lives of girls. She had been JUST fine before Lance had come along..
"Bobby. He's being a jerk," Rogue mumbled, and got up, brushing her dark hair away from her face. She blinked her eyes and managed a small smile. "I see you finally stopped looking like a Laura zombie."
"Yeah, I don't know what I was thinking. If Laura's what Lance wants, then he can have her," Jubilee said sadly.
"I don't think that's what he wants," Rogue interjected.
Jubilee swallowed. "It doesn't matter." And with that Jubilee left the room and out the back door. The fresh air welcomed her, and Jubilee sat on the bench kicking dirt around despondently with her toe.
"Hey." Jubilee jerked her head up to see Lance walking slowly towards her. She got up to bolt, but he grabbed her wrist firmly.
"We need to talk."
"No we don't. I'm a liar remember, and apparently unoriginal as well," Jubilee said her anger resurfacing as she remembered the day's events.
"I never said that, Jubilee. I'm sorry about..," Lance paused a second, looking at her so intensely that Jubilee looked down, "everything. I guess I was surprised at your new look. I don't know why you would do something like that."
"You're right, no one could ever copy the original Laura, perfect as she is. But frankly, I don't ever want to be like her. I must have been insane to try," Jubilee muttered, and stood up, wrenching her wrist away from his grip.
"Look, Jubilee, I'm trying to apologize...so we can be friends again. I'm sorry about what happened today at the carnival," Lance called after her. Jubilee turned around, her eyes turbulent.
"So you believe me about Laura?" Jubilee asked him, biting her lip tensely. Lance paused, and Jubilee turned away disgustedly.
"I'm sorry that we fought, Jubilee, but I've known Laura for a long time. And I don't know why you can't get along with her."
"Here's a few reasons, maybe because she's a manipulative, conniving snob!" Jubilee said hotly.
Lance stepped forward. "I care about you, Jubilee, I don't want to hurt you," Lance said desperately, his green eyes flashing concern, as Jubilee's eyes filled with hurt.
"It's too late for that. Go back to your old girlfriend," Jubilee said, fighting back tears, and ran back into the house.