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Kitty ran a hand through her hair self consciously as she spotted Derek leaning against the door to the cafeteria. A gorgeous guy is waiting to take me to lunch so why am I not more excited? Kitty thought biting her lip. Somehow she couldn't get the image of Pietro's face when she'd accepted Derek's lunch invitation...the flicker of hurt in his eyes, the way his mouth had tightened..
"Kitty, over here!" Derek called to her, flashing a smile that was lost on Kitty. Kitty jumped out of her reverie and shook her head, irritated with the direction of her thoughts. It wasn't as if Pietro was wasting any time thinking of HER...but still..
Kitty sighed and forced a smile as she walked towards Derek. "Hi, sorry I'm late, I had an errand to, um, run for Dr. Grey," Kitty lied.
"Oh no problem, Kitty," Derek crooned. Kitty forced back the urge to roll her eyes. What is wrong with me, Kitty thought, as she followed Derek. There were hundreds of girls that would kill to be in her shoes at that moment..so why had he picked her?
Derek slid into one side of the picnic bench outside and gestured for Kitty to sit. "Well, I can't tell you how thrilled I am to be having lunch with you," Derek gushed, flashing his trademark smile once again.
"Uh, me too," Kitty said weakly, while inching away from him a little. Had she suddenly become a celebrity for him to be "thrilled" to have lunch with her? This was getting weird.
The lunch continued slowly, with Derek talking about his many athletic accomplishments, recounting stories of his victories in skating, basketball, hockey, football...and Kitty tried her hardest to pay attention, but felt her mind wandering every few minutes, until even Derek, who was completely oblivious to her apathy, noticed.
"Is something wrong? You haven't said a word in five minutes," Derek said, irritation showing plainly in his voice. Kitty sighed.
"Look, I'm sorry Derek, but I'm kind of interested in someone right now," Kitty confessed, feeling her cheeks heat up. Derek's eyes narrowed to an almost unfriendly squint.
"Who?" Derek asked.
"Well, um-," Kitty began, surprised at the question.
"It wouldn't be Pietro Maximoff, would it?" Derek asked, letting out a short laugh that sounded more like a break, at Kitty's shocked face. "You don't possibly think he's interested in you, do you?"
Kitty swallowed, feeling a pain in her chest. Was it that obvious to everyone how she felt about Pietro? Yet, somehow, she felt an innate urge to defend Pietro...she had seen honesty, sincerity, and kindness in him during the few weeks she'd spent with him. But how was she supposed to give him a chance when everyone was telling her the opposite?
"He's a relentless playboy Kitty Pryde," Derek said seriously, his eyes narrowing again at her.
"You're wrong about him," Kitty said quietly, desperately wanting to believe her words.
"He's probably with Stacy right now," Derek continued harshly as if she'd never spoken. Kitty stood up.
"I don't have to hear this," Kitty said, fighting tears and turned on her heel.
"I'm sorry, Kitty, sorry for telling you what you probably already knew about Pietro Maximoff. He doesn't care about anyone but himself," Derek yelled after her. Kitty ran blindly across the grass and into the mansion, nearly colliding with Stacy who was coming out of a room.
"Watch where your going Pryde," Stacy sneered at her. "I know you think you're really great now, having lunch with Derek."
"How did you-," Kitty started, at a loss for words.
"Pietro told me," Stacy said loftily. She laughed cruelly when she saw Kitty's eyes fill with hurt. "We spent the whole afternoon together and he told me he loved me," Stacy continued, her eyes triumphant. By that time, Kitty had heard enough.
She raced out to the garden, her chest heaving with sobs, unable to bear Stacy's taunts.
"Kitty, Kitty, are you all right?"
Kitty looked up to see Pietro staring down at her, an anxious expression on his face. How dare he pretend to be concerned after he'd spent the whole afternoon exchanging spit with Stacy?! Derek was right, Kitty thought with anguish.
"Get away from me!" Kitty lashed out, now thoroughly furious. To think that she had actually defended him to Derek! "You're a liar!"
"What?!" Pietro asked, his blue eyes filled with confusion and hurt.
"Don't even try to act all innocent. I know where you were all afternoon," Kitty said hotly, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"I was right here...while you were out on your date with Derek," Pietro said, his face taut. "How did that go by the way?" Pietro asked sarcastically.
"It went well, great, in fact," Kitty said furiously. "I've never had a better time with anyone! Derek is everything I could ever want in a guy..basically the exact opposite of you!" Kitty shot out, unable to stop herself, the hurt and anger bubbling out.
Pietro's eyes flashed with something akin to betrayal. He was silent for awhile. "Good. Well, don't worry, you won't have to deal with me for long, I've heard enough," Pietro said, and gave her a long look before leaving.
Kitty watched him go, tears glistening in her eyes.
Kitty ran a hand through her hair self consciously as she spotted Derek leaning against the door to the cafeteria. A gorgeous guy is waiting to take me to lunch so why am I not more excited? Kitty thought biting her lip. Somehow she couldn't get the image of Pietro's face when she'd accepted Derek's lunch invitation...the flicker of hurt in his eyes, the way his mouth had tightened..
"Kitty, over here!" Derek called to her, flashing a smile that was lost on Kitty. Kitty jumped out of her reverie and shook her head, irritated with the direction of her thoughts. It wasn't as if Pietro was wasting any time thinking of HER...but still..
Kitty sighed and forced a smile as she walked towards Derek. "Hi, sorry I'm late, I had an errand to, um, run for Dr. Grey," Kitty lied.
"Oh no problem, Kitty," Derek crooned. Kitty forced back the urge to roll her eyes. What is wrong with me, Kitty thought, as she followed Derek. There were hundreds of girls that would kill to be in her shoes at that moment..so why had he picked her?
Derek slid into one side of the picnic bench outside and gestured for Kitty to sit. "Well, I can't tell you how thrilled I am to be having lunch with you," Derek gushed, flashing his trademark smile once again.
"Uh, me too," Kitty said weakly, while inching away from him a little. Had she suddenly become a celebrity for him to be "thrilled" to have lunch with her? This was getting weird.
The lunch continued slowly, with Derek talking about his many athletic accomplishments, recounting stories of his victories in skating, basketball, hockey, football...and Kitty tried her hardest to pay attention, but felt her mind wandering every few minutes, until even Derek, who was completely oblivious to her apathy, noticed.
"Is something wrong? You haven't said a word in five minutes," Derek said, irritation showing plainly in his voice. Kitty sighed.
"Look, I'm sorry Derek, but I'm kind of interested in someone right now," Kitty confessed, feeling her cheeks heat up. Derek's eyes narrowed to an almost unfriendly squint.
"Who?" Derek asked.
"Well, um-," Kitty began, surprised at the question.
"It wouldn't be Pietro Maximoff, would it?" Derek asked, letting out a short laugh that sounded more like a break, at Kitty's shocked face. "You don't possibly think he's interested in you, do you?"
Kitty swallowed, feeling a pain in her chest. Was it that obvious to everyone how she felt about Pietro? Yet, somehow, she felt an innate urge to defend Pietro...she had seen honesty, sincerity, and kindness in him during the few weeks she'd spent with him. But how was she supposed to give him a chance when everyone was telling her the opposite?
"He's a relentless playboy Kitty Pryde," Derek said seriously, his eyes narrowing again at her.
"You're wrong about him," Kitty said quietly, desperately wanting to believe her words.
"He's probably with Stacy right now," Derek continued harshly as if she'd never spoken. Kitty stood up.
"I don't have to hear this," Kitty said, fighting tears and turned on her heel.
"I'm sorry, Kitty, sorry for telling you what you probably already knew about Pietro Maximoff. He doesn't care about anyone but himself," Derek yelled after her. Kitty ran blindly across the grass and into the mansion, nearly colliding with Stacy who was coming out of a room.
"Watch where your going Pryde," Stacy sneered at her. "I know you think you're really great now, having lunch with Derek."
"How did you-," Kitty started, at a loss for words.
"Pietro told me," Stacy said loftily. She laughed cruelly when she saw Kitty's eyes fill with hurt. "We spent the whole afternoon together and he told me he loved me," Stacy continued, her eyes triumphant. By that time, Kitty had heard enough.
She raced out to the garden, her chest heaving with sobs, unable to bear Stacy's taunts.
"Kitty, Kitty, are you all right?"
Kitty looked up to see Pietro staring down at her, an anxious expression on his face. How dare he pretend to be concerned after he'd spent the whole afternoon exchanging spit with Stacy?! Derek was right, Kitty thought with anguish.
"Get away from me!" Kitty lashed out, now thoroughly furious. To think that she had actually defended him to Derek! "You're a liar!"
"What?!" Pietro asked, his blue eyes filled with confusion and hurt.
"Don't even try to act all innocent. I know where you were all afternoon," Kitty said hotly, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"I was right here...while you were out on your date with Derek," Pietro said, his face taut. "How did that go by the way?" Pietro asked sarcastically.
"It went well, great, in fact," Kitty said furiously. "I've never had a better time with anyone! Derek is everything I could ever want in a guy..basically the exact opposite of you!" Kitty shot out, unable to stop herself, the hurt and anger bubbling out.
Pietro's eyes flashed with something akin to betrayal. He was silent for awhile. "Good. Well, don't worry, you won't have to deal with me for long, I've heard enough," Pietro said, and gave her a long look before leaving.
Kitty watched him go, tears glistening in her eyes.