When in New Orleans…
Part V
Author's Note: (( ~ )) means thoughts. Sorry the chapters are so short, it's just I can't wait to post them up write right after I write them. Enjoy!
Jean and Ororo entered their hotel room quietly placing down their very burdensome luggage. As the two walked around, Ororo was almost scared half to death as Jean bean jumping up and down ecstatically. Marie and Serena were in the room next to them, and through the thin walls, Ororo could also hear the faint yelling of the two girls.
"Don't you just love it here 'Ro?" Jean asked flopping down onto the bed. She rolled over onto her stomach and stared as Ororo began unpacking her suitcases.
"I do, very much," Ororo replied, not bothering to look at her friend. She just continued on with her duty as if she was talking to no one.
"I wish I could stay here forever don't you?" Jean asked stretching and then closing her eyes just like a sleepy cat.
"Yes but you know that we can't. We have obligations back home and--"
"Fuck obligations 'Ro. You played by the rules your whole life! Don't you just wanted to throw caution to the wind and do whatever you want?" Jean asked.
"Jean you know that I can't do that. Wit my powers I have to keep myself in check. I remember when I was little I was so mad about my parents that I caused a huge thunderstorm and almost destroyed a town," 'Ro explained.
Jean sat up and looked at her friend who had come to join her on the bed. "And that's why I'm gonna do something special for you!" Jean replied.
~ Serena! ~ Jean called telepathically. Ororo watched as her friend placed her hands to her head and concentrated hard.
~ What is it Jean? ~
~ We're going out! Get dressed and don't forget to tell Marie! ~
"Come on 'Ro!" Jean began jumping off the bed, dragging 'Ro along with her.
Jean decided that there was going to be no more mopping around and more partying. Jean got dressed in her faded jean skirt, black tube top and her spiky black platforms. This was going to be a night for her friend. She had done Ororo's hair up so that her hair was like a cloud above her head. Her make-up was natural besides her shimmer eye shadow. Then Ororo dressed up in her black leather skirt, showing off her long legs, silver halter that shined in the light, and her silver stiletto heels.
"Wow you look great 'Ro!" Jean exclaimed watching her best friend model her outfit. Ororo just smiled and winked then exited the room to meet her other friends in the hallway.
"Ororo?! Are ya in there??" Marie asked gawking at her friend. Marie only had on leather pants and a white tube top with her sheer covering. Her gloves that were her must-have were also black.
"You could definitely kill in that!" Serena commented as they walked to the elevator.
"Why thank you Serena but I do not need to kill anyone just yet," Ororo replied, eyeing Jean who put up her hands in a defeated position.
~ I'll explain later. ~