Title: Rain down Murder
Disclaimer: Same as everyone else's.
Summary: The new student at Xavier starts to convince, commence, and down right electrify. Literally.
Theme Song: *50 cent*-Your life's on the line //
Ownership: I own Chassidy (Shox) Simmons, Andre (Rainy) Peyton, Terry (Thoughts) Young, and Thompson (F5) Giles.
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2 months from previous setting... _______________________________________________________________
Ororo Munroe's Bedroom
11:47 p.m.
Tuesday, May 19
(2 Days after the Xavier children were dismissed from school for the summer)
Ororo Munroe was restless. She kept tossing and turning and it was really getting worse. 2 weeks ago she was going to tell her niece, Chassidy Michaela Simmons one of the biggest secrets of her life...and hers. She looked at the clock; 11:54 p.m. She decided she needed to get something to drink to cool and calm her down.
She put on her silk rob, gray wifebeater w/ matching pants and made her way to the Central Kitchen.
//No one should be up this late...// she told herself, rounding the corner to the small kitchen.
She was surprised to see the light on and hear voices. She traced them back to Chassidy's & 2 other students.
"So, are you even leaving for the summer?" Andre asked Chassidy. "I might be going home. I want my aunt to come with us, you know? Tell my mom that I'm fitting in and my grades are good here...I hope she'd be happy. Nothing seems to impress her now that my dad left," Chassidy said, adding, "How about you?"
"I don't even know. My mom and my pops fight a lot to be one of the richest couples in Weston-Kutcher Hills-" "Hey, I've heard of that place. That's in Cali, am I right?" she asked.
"Right. They send me pics of them in places like Cancun, the Alps, Europe..." "Then why are you here? How come you're not with your fam.?" Andre put his soda down and went to the fridge.
"I struck a nerve," Chassidy sarcastically said. "They said they'd rather be -normal- than have to be running all their lives because of the way their son turned out. My mom had my dad test his blood and it's not in him (the mutant gene). They think (since they had a lot of enemies when I was born) when they took me away to clean me up at birth, that a doctor or somebody did it then."
"You've got the Bobby Drake blues, huh?" Chassidy laughed. "I heard that," Bobby entered from the side door. "Glad you came. Now you can form a 'Broken Hearts Club'," she finished her coffee.
"And you think that's funny? That our families are ashamed of us?" Bobby snapped at her. In all her days, the only person Chassidy stood down from was Miles. The other dude was just there for the ride. She wasn't about to make it two.
"I mean, not all of us have a 'hard knock life' to go back to," he said. Ororo was about to intervene when she heard this. Chassidy slowly put her drink down from her lips and placed it on the table. "You mocking me?" she aimed that right at Bobby.
"Not at all-" "'Cuz that's what it sounds like," her voice low and in a deadly tone, cutting him off. "Come on, Chass-" Andre started. "No, let her finish," Bobby continued, "I never got to hear about her '2Fast and 2Furious' lifestyle back in Boston," he smirked evilly. Chassidy gleamed something awful at him and then crossed to where he was.
She stood right infront of him and she wasn't backing down. Neither was he. "Calm down, Chass. He isn't worth it," Andre tried to get between the two, but she used all the kinetic energy and kept him 'glued' to the spot.
"You really wanna know?" she asked in a low, deadly, and malicious tone. "I'm all ears," he glared. She took a deep breath and kept looking into his glacier blue eyes. Before she could answer, Ororo choose this time to enter the room. "You're all up late," she said, "Any occasion?"
By the tone in her voice, Chassidy knew she'd heard everything and entered to break it up. "What's the problem, Auntie O?" "Leave Robert alone this instant!" she commanded. Chassidy let her gaze wander over to the counter where she was sitting.
She walked over to the counter and sat, taking another sip of her coffee. "Andre, I think it's wise for you leave." "Okay, Miss Munroe," he passed her before he left the kitchen, "I 'll talk to you later, Chass." "In good faith," Chassidy said, giving him dap. Andre exited warily and Ororo stepped in at an angle at the two.
"What's the problem?" Ororo asked. "No problem," the said in a low unison. "Robert, it's time for you to retire for the night," she said in a command- mode-voice. Bobby lowered his head and bid a good night to Ororo and left quickly.
Ororo walked up behind her half sunken niece. Chassidy was slumped in the chair and her eyes were flashing (which Ororo could tell), drinking her coffee. "You were outside, you tell me," Chassidy said.
Ororo put her hand on her niece's shoulder and weakly smiled; Chassidy reminded her of a young her when she was her age. Taking orders from no one but herself. Respect for those known in higher authority, and non below. "What is it, Auntie O?" Chassidy turned around and saw how her aunt was staring off into space.
"Are you happier here?" Ororo suddenly asked. "It's a change I an used to," Chassidy got up and put her mug in the sink. Ororo suddenly though of something, and easier way to tell her niece her huge burden.
"Chassidy? Are you going to be busy next Wednesday?" she quietly asked. "I don't think I'll be at Tamar & Damien's until then, why?" she pondered.
"I want us to have a day. I've been neglecting you for too long," she told her. "I've only been here 3 months. You've got class and so do I. And you have paper's to grade on weekends and I sleep. Show me the neglect in that relationship," her last sentence sarcastic.
"Well, clear your schedule! Next Wednesday is just for us!" "Do you even know what I like to do, Auntie O?" Ororo thought long and hard. "Oh no, no no no no no. We are not going to see your mother-"
"Why not?" "Her and I are on different pages right now." "We've got all but 2 months. Tell me," Chassidy's brow creased. "Tell you what?" "Why Ororo Chassidy Munroe and Destiny Kyla Munroe-Simmons do not get along." "There's nothing to tell, so get off of it."
"Don't lie to me, woman, I swear I'll take off my belt!" she lightly threatened. Ororo snapped her head towards the approaching Chassidy. She sighed, everything was coming out sooner or later. "Fine, come sit," she patted the stool next to hers.
"A real, live soap opera," Chassidy snuggled next to her favorite aunt, "Oh, but before we start, I have a question." "Shoot." "Who's Logan?" she smirked. Ororo's thoughts crossed and she'd never, EVER think that Chassidy would find out.
"What do you know?" she smirked back. "Auntie O has a boyfriend, Auntie O has a boyfriend," she laughed in a sing-sing tone. "So do you," she slowly lifted her head. "Yes, but not a mystery. And I heard he works here. Can I get a name?" "Ah, no," Ororo took a drink of her soda.
"Why the truck not?" "Hey, watch it." "Fine. I am dating Thompson Giles. A very cute 15 year old boy who talks me to death. Now you." Ororo really found that there wasn't much to tell about her and Logan. "I have a...a boyfriend. Yes, his name is Logan." "And you christened your room?!" "That's undivulved information. None of your business-"
"'Cuz it happened!" "Stop that, Chassidy!" "Don't get made 'cuz I tell the truth." "In packs of lies, no doubt. That's too private-" "Fine, how long has it been going on?" "A little over 7 months. But he's always on the road." "No wonder he gave us our finals in March."
"This is fun. You and I, we make a good team." "Yup. So what was it you wanted to tell me that was so important you rescued Bobby from excruciating pain?" "You weren't about to follow up on that." "Gonna try and stop me next time?" "I just might," Ororo smiled. "Hey, Auntie O," Chassidy got up to leave," We'll talk tomorrow, alright?" I have to go call home and check, cool?" she backed out of the door.
Ororo's heart did flip-flops everytime she said or made a reference to 'home'. In the short 2 months that Chassidy was here, Ororo had grown closer to her and appreciated that. She missed spending time with more relatives other than her annoying, but not judgmental cousins in the Bronx, Tamar, Damien, and Dominic.
She just needed a change and she had a week to make up her mind. "O.k., Chassidy, stay out of trouble and we'll check in later," she waved. Chassidy was confused at her change in attitude and voice. "Are you alright, Auntie O?" she went back into the kitchen.
Although Ororo wasn't her real mother, she felt a special bond with her like the one she felt with her own mother. "Oh," Ororo covered up, "I will next Wednesday." "What the hell is so important about Wednesday?" Chassidy shrugged. "We'll see," Ororo left.
//What the hell was that all about// Chassidy thought.
"And stop cussing around me!" Ororo yelled from the hall.
//Damn her and her ears//
Chassidy left in the other direction to her and Andre's now deserted room. They were the only one's who didn't go home as oppose to their own parents. Along with Bobby, Rouge, St. John (Pyro), and a few others that stayed.
Good the room was soundproof from the inside, because Andre was blasting a classic, 50 Cent's 'Life's on the line'. She opened the door was amazed at how the bass didn't blow her backwards. She took her finger and drew with the energy in the air (changed to yellow static) "What the hell?!"
She took the moister in the air and wrote back, smiling, "It's a classic!" They then laughed and she came in, closing the door. He started the song over and they both started repeating the rhymes in unison.
...Scream Murder!
(I don't believe you!!)
Murder!
(Fuck around and leave you!!)
Murder!
(I don't believe you!!)
Murder Murder!
Your life's on the line...
This is what Chassidy really wanted. Time with friends she could trust that were like her. Mutant and all. She really felt like she belonged here. Her happy thoughts were cascaded when she sensed another energy signature outside the door. She knew almost everyone that was close to her.
This was new. Andre saw the look on her face and turned it down to a low. There was a hollow knock on the door and Andre tried to make his voice as deep as he could and answered, "Come in." The doorknob turned and in walked a tall boy, cornrow braids, inciting smile, and had the same Enyce suit (blue & white one's w/ the Almighty AIR FORCE ONE'S)
He had a blue and white matching hat and Andre jumped to high heaven when he saw this person.
//Ooohhhh, another Gangsta besides me// she thought, looking him up and down.
"Kevin Cameron Nicholas!" Andre got up and hugged him," Where have you been?! We all missed you and Thomps (Cameron froze up at the mention of his name) is tryna keep us all together...it ain't even working," Andre laughed, giving him dap.
"Always wanted what I had. Bad case of green," he laughed, "But I'm back!" then he looked at the other person in the room. He looked her up and down, too. Chassidy had on a tight jeans, low top white/white Air Force One's, a shirt that had OutKast on it and a small gray Old Navy jacket, and little baby girl curls.
"When'd she get here?" "Calm down, I don't think you'll like who her superior is, anyway," Andre put a hand on his shoulder. "Why not?" "Her aunt is the woman that this boy (points to Kevin) is madly inlove with." "Miss Munroe?! Damn, all her family's fine then," he looked directly at her, making her blush and laugh.
"So, what's new?" Kevin still had his eyes on her. "Everyone's gone for 2 months and you're just in time to join the 'Broken Hearts' club," Andre sat on a lower bunk bed. Nick (as Kevin liked to be called) sat on the bed opposite of Chassidy. "Is that so?" he smiled. "Rightfully so," Chassidy smiled.
"Uh huh. So, how long have you had to put up with the peacemaker, here?" he asked. "Not long, but I think I needed a new friend anyway..."
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Same time, different place (Adult lounge kitchen)
Ororo was going back to her room when she saw Jean and Warren (yes, I made him a teacher and he and Ororo are just friends) talking. They weren't talking, Ororo got closer, it sounded like flirting.
"...and that's why I came here, I needed a change," Warren finished. Jean mused have sensed Ororo's presence and immediately beckoned her to come in and save her. Ororo shyly stepped into the light and acted like she had just gotten up and was on a mission for a mid-light snack.
Jean sent a load of distress from herself to Ororo and then BEGGED Ororo to make up a lie so Warren could go and her and Storm could talk. "Uh, I'm sorry to interrupt, Warren, as charming as your life sounds," she said sarcastically, but he cut her off. "You're in it, don't sound left out-"
"But I'm not. Charles is awaiting your presence in the Ready Room-" "How come he didn't send it to me by his mind-" "He sees that your mind is not ready for that. For now, it's all hearsay," she grabbed some cookies. "Fine," he left in a rush. "And you didn't have the heart to tell him your with Scott?" Ororo sat infront of her best friend.
"I can't," she whispered, almost on the point of tears," I can't anymore. It's too late." "What's wrong, Jean?" She asked. "I've....I've...Warren and I have kissed," she now sobbed. "What?! Jean, when?" Ororo lowered her voice. "It was late one night when he and I were cleaning out the Med Lab. The lights were dim from the explosion with Carter Hollis (a student) and next thing I knew, he kissed me," she stopped, and looked at her friend, who's face said 'Go on'.
"Next thing I know, his lips were on mine and I didn't stop him. Not once," she lowered her head, "God, what the hell have a I done? I'm in a relationship that I've jeopardized because of that. It was different with Logan (looks reassuringly at Ororo), well, him and I knew it could never be, but with Warren...he doesn't seem to care that I'm with the one I love."
"Not Once?!" Ororo was still stuck on that. "NO! The kiss was a one time thing but I didn't stop him when I sensed he was trying to kiss me and I let it happen," she sobbed. "Are you o.k.?" "No, not really-"
"O.k. then. You can stay in my old room. UI sleep there sometimes when Logan pisses me off. But hey, we're best friend and the superior race (OF WOMEN, SHE DOESN'T MEAN MUTANTS). We'll get through it, Jean," she patted her arm.
"I hope so, I really do hope so. I love Scott to death and he's probably going to leave me with all the neglect and hurt I've put him through for the past-" "No, he wont. He loves you even more than any of us could imagine. He own leave you, no matter how much you say it to yourself. I know that for a fact," she reassured her. She hated to see Jean like this.
"Thanx, 'Ro, you always know what to say," she said to her. "No I don't," Ororo quickly said. "Yes, you do *sob*, you always do," Jean looked over to her. "Nope," she shook her head. "Why not? 'Ro....what's going on?" Jean looked concerned. "I'm telling her next Wednesday and I don't know what to say," she fount the floor interesting suddenly.
"Tell who wha-" but she fell short when she thought about it. "Oh, 'Ro. This is something we'll both need eachother for. I'll be there every step of the way. I promise," Jean squeezed her shoulder. "I'll need a friend to get through it. Thank you, thank you," she smiled at her.
"But can you help me? Throughout all the speeches I've had to give, I've never been this nervous." "Of course I will. You have to help me too," Jean said. "It's a deal. Come on, I'll walk you to my room."
The two got up and walked into the hall, avoiding the hall all the grown-up teachers were on. "This is it. I'll check on you in the morning," she hugged Jean. "thank you again, 'Ro. And then we'll decided what to do for both of us."
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Next Tuesday
Chassidy and 'Nick' had grown considerably close in the past couple of days. Nick was digging her and she was feeling the same. "Hey," he asked as they were walking through the halls, "There's a party next week in Spanish Harlem and I was wondering if you'd wanna go? I mean, since I'm, feeling you this hard." Chassidy thought long and hard.
Her and Thomps were having heavy problems before he left and she would be happy as hell to go to the party. Besides, 'Nick' was cute. "Sure, I mean, if you left the crush on my aunt go," she flashed a flirtatious smile. "Bet," he walked up to her and hugged her. "And oh, It's a couples party," he said. " I can get with that."
"Andre and Courtney can even go," he upped. "Cool. I know they will. When is it?" She asked, looping her arm around his waist. "Tomorrow." He smiled.
//Oh shit...//she thought...//What am I gonna do?//
//Pray// he smiled, entering her mind.
"I'll say it once and I'll say it again," she said, keeping pace. "What's that?" he asked. "You damn telepaths."
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Should I CTN? Killer Mike's Biggest Fan// The Juggernaut
(Yes, Kevin Nichols is played by Nick Cannon. That's why he liked being called 'Nick'. I like that twist. Ay yo, look out for the next chapter with new music themes like non other. Hey, this is a party, isn't it?)
Disclaimer: Same as everyone else's.
Summary: The new student at Xavier starts to convince, commence, and down right electrify. Literally.
Theme Song: *50 cent*-Your life's on the line //
Ownership: I own Chassidy (Shox) Simmons, Andre (Rainy) Peyton, Terry (Thoughts) Young, and Thompson (F5) Giles.
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2 months from previous setting... _______________________________________________________________
Ororo Munroe's Bedroom
11:47 p.m.
Tuesday, May 19
(2 Days after the Xavier children were dismissed from school for the summer)
Ororo Munroe was restless. She kept tossing and turning and it was really getting worse. 2 weeks ago she was going to tell her niece, Chassidy Michaela Simmons one of the biggest secrets of her life...and hers. She looked at the clock; 11:54 p.m. She decided she needed to get something to drink to cool and calm her down.
She put on her silk rob, gray wifebeater w/ matching pants and made her way to the Central Kitchen.
//No one should be up this late...// she told herself, rounding the corner to the small kitchen.
She was surprised to see the light on and hear voices. She traced them back to Chassidy's & 2 other students.
"So, are you even leaving for the summer?" Andre asked Chassidy. "I might be going home. I want my aunt to come with us, you know? Tell my mom that I'm fitting in and my grades are good here...I hope she'd be happy. Nothing seems to impress her now that my dad left," Chassidy said, adding, "How about you?"
"I don't even know. My mom and my pops fight a lot to be one of the richest couples in Weston-Kutcher Hills-" "Hey, I've heard of that place. That's in Cali, am I right?" she asked.
"Right. They send me pics of them in places like Cancun, the Alps, Europe..." "Then why are you here? How come you're not with your fam.?" Andre put his soda down and went to the fridge.
"I struck a nerve," Chassidy sarcastically said. "They said they'd rather be -normal- than have to be running all their lives because of the way their son turned out. My mom had my dad test his blood and it's not in him (the mutant gene). They think (since they had a lot of enemies when I was born) when they took me away to clean me up at birth, that a doctor or somebody did it then."
"You've got the Bobby Drake blues, huh?" Chassidy laughed. "I heard that," Bobby entered from the side door. "Glad you came. Now you can form a 'Broken Hearts Club'," she finished her coffee.
"And you think that's funny? That our families are ashamed of us?" Bobby snapped at her. In all her days, the only person Chassidy stood down from was Miles. The other dude was just there for the ride. She wasn't about to make it two.
"I mean, not all of us have a 'hard knock life' to go back to," he said. Ororo was about to intervene when she heard this. Chassidy slowly put her drink down from her lips and placed it on the table. "You mocking me?" she aimed that right at Bobby.
"Not at all-" "'Cuz that's what it sounds like," her voice low and in a deadly tone, cutting him off. "Come on, Chass-" Andre started. "No, let her finish," Bobby continued, "I never got to hear about her '2Fast and 2Furious' lifestyle back in Boston," he smirked evilly. Chassidy gleamed something awful at him and then crossed to where he was.
She stood right infront of him and she wasn't backing down. Neither was he. "Calm down, Chass. He isn't worth it," Andre tried to get between the two, but she used all the kinetic energy and kept him 'glued' to the spot.
"You really wanna know?" she asked in a low, deadly, and malicious tone. "I'm all ears," he glared. She took a deep breath and kept looking into his glacier blue eyes. Before she could answer, Ororo choose this time to enter the room. "You're all up late," she said, "Any occasion?"
By the tone in her voice, Chassidy knew she'd heard everything and entered to break it up. "What's the problem, Auntie O?" "Leave Robert alone this instant!" she commanded. Chassidy let her gaze wander over to the counter where she was sitting.
She walked over to the counter and sat, taking another sip of her coffee. "Andre, I think it's wise for you leave." "Okay, Miss Munroe," he passed her before he left the kitchen, "I 'll talk to you later, Chass." "In good faith," Chassidy said, giving him dap. Andre exited warily and Ororo stepped in at an angle at the two.
"What's the problem?" Ororo asked. "No problem," the said in a low unison. "Robert, it's time for you to retire for the night," she said in a command- mode-voice. Bobby lowered his head and bid a good night to Ororo and left quickly.
Ororo walked up behind her half sunken niece. Chassidy was slumped in the chair and her eyes were flashing (which Ororo could tell), drinking her coffee. "You were outside, you tell me," Chassidy said.
Ororo put her hand on her niece's shoulder and weakly smiled; Chassidy reminded her of a young her when she was her age. Taking orders from no one but herself. Respect for those known in higher authority, and non below. "What is it, Auntie O?" Chassidy turned around and saw how her aunt was staring off into space.
"Are you happier here?" Ororo suddenly asked. "It's a change I an used to," Chassidy got up and put her mug in the sink. Ororo suddenly though of something, and easier way to tell her niece her huge burden.
"Chassidy? Are you going to be busy next Wednesday?" she quietly asked. "I don't think I'll be at Tamar & Damien's until then, why?" she pondered.
"I want us to have a day. I've been neglecting you for too long," she told her. "I've only been here 3 months. You've got class and so do I. And you have paper's to grade on weekends and I sleep. Show me the neglect in that relationship," her last sentence sarcastic.
"Well, clear your schedule! Next Wednesday is just for us!" "Do you even know what I like to do, Auntie O?" Ororo thought long and hard. "Oh no, no no no no no. We are not going to see your mother-"
"Why not?" "Her and I are on different pages right now." "We've got all but 2 months. Tell me," Chassidy's brow creased. "Tell you what?" "Why Ororo Chassidy Munroe and Destiny Kyla Munroe-Simmons do not get along." "There's nothing to tell, so get off of it."
"Don't lie to me, woman, I swear I'll take off my belt!" she lightly threatened. Ororo snapped her head towards the approaching Chassidy. She sighed, everything was coming out sooner or later. "Fine, come sit," she patted the stool next to hers.
"A real, live soap opera," Chassidy snuggled next to her favorite aunt, "Oh, but before we start, I have a question." "Shoot." "Who's Logan?" she smirked. Ororo's thoughts crossed and she'd never, EVER think that Chassidy would find out.
"What do you know?" she smirked back. "Auntie O has a boyfriend, Auntie O has a boyfriend," she laughed in a sing-sing tone. "So do you," she slowly lifted her head. "Yes, but not a mystery. And I heard he works here. Can I get a name?" "Ah, no," Ororo took a drink of her soda.
"Why the truck not?" "Hey, watch it." "Fine. I am dating Thompson Giles. A very cute 15 year old boy who talks me to death. Now you." Ororo really found that there wasn't much to tell about her and Logan. "I have a...a boyfriend. Yes, his name is Logan." "And you christened your room?!" "That's undivulved information. None of your business-"
"'Cuz it happened!" "Stop that, Chassidy!" "Don't get made 'cuz I tell the truth." "In packs of lies, no doubt. That's too private-" "Fine, how long has it been going on?" "A little over 7 months. But he's always on the road." "No wonder he gave us our finals in March."
"This is fun. You and I, we make a good team." "Yup. So what was it you wanted to tell me that was so important you rescued Bobby from excruciating pain?" "You weren't about to follow up on that." "Gonna try and stop me next time?" "I just might," Ororo smiled. "Hey, Auntie O," Chassidy got up to leave," We'll talk tomorrow, alright?" I have to go call home and check, cool?" she backed out of the door.
Ororo's heart did flip-flops everytime she said or made a reference to 'home'. In the short 2 months that Chassidy was here, Ororo had grown closer to her and appreciated that. She missed spending time with more relatives other than her annoying, but not judgmental cousins in the Bronx, Tamar, Damien, and Dominic.
She just needed a change and she had a week to make up her mind. "O.k., Chassidy, stay out of trouble and we'll check in later," she waved. Chassidy was confused at her change in attitude and voice. "Are you alright, Auntie O?" she went back into the kitchen.
Although Ororo wasn't her real mother, she felt a special bond with her like the one she felt with her own mother. "Oh," Ororo covered up, "I will next Wednesday." "What the hell is so important about Wednesday?" Chassidy shrugged. "We'll see," Ororo left.
//What the hell was that all about// Chassidy thought.
"And stop cussing around me!" Ororo yelled from the hall.
//Damn her and her ears//
Chassidy left in the other direction to her and Andre's now deserted room. They were the only one's who didn't go home as oppose to their own parents. Along with Bobby, Rouge, St. John (Pyro), and a few others that stayed.
Good the room was soundproof from the inside, because Andre was blasting a classic, 50 Cent's 'Life's on the line'. She opened the door was amazed at how the bass didn't blow her backwards. She took her finger and drew with the energy in the air (changed to yellow static) "What the hell?!"
She took the moister in the air and wrote back, smiling, "It's a classic!" They then laughed and she came in, closing the door. He started the song over and they both started repeating the rhymes in unison.
...Scream Murder!
(I don't believe you!!)
Murder!
(Fuck around and leave you!!)
Murder!
(I don't believe you!!)
Murder Murder!
Your life's on the line...
This is what Chassidy really wanted. Time with friends she could trust that were like her. Mutant and all. She really felt like she belonged here. Her happy thoughts were cascaded when she sensed another energy signature outside the door. She knew almost everyone that was close to her.
This was new. Andre saw the look on her face and turned it down to a low. There was a hollow knock on the door and Andre tried to make his voice as deep as he could and answered, "Come in." The doorknob turned and in walked a tall boy, cornrow braids, inciting smile, and had the same Enyce suit (blue & white one's w/ the Almighty AIR FORCE ONE'S)
He had a blue and white matching hat and Andre jumped to high heaven when he saw this person.
//Ooohhhh, another Gangsta besides me// she thought, looking him up and down.
"Kevin Cameron Nicholas!" Andre got up and hugged him," Where have you been?! We all missed you and Thomps (Cameron froze up at the mention of his name) is tryna keep us all together...it ain't even working," Andre laughed, giving him dap.
"Always wanted what I had. Bad case of green," he laughed, "But I'm back!" then he looked at the other person in the room. He looked her up and down, too. Chassidy had on a tight jeans, low top white/white Air Force One's, a shirt that had OutKast on it and a small gray Old Navy jacket, and little baby girl curls.
"When'd she get here?" "Calm down, I don't think you'll like who her superior is, anyway," Andre put a hand on his shoulder. "Why not?" "Her aunt is the woman that this boy (points to Kevin) is madly inlove with." "Miss Munroe?! Damn, all her family's fine then," he looked directly at her, making her blush and laugh.
"So, what's new?" Kevin still had his eyes on her. "Everyone's gone for 2 months and you're just in time to join the 'Broken Hearts' club," Andre sat on a lower bunk bed. Nick (as Kevin liked to be called) sat on the bed opposite of Chassidy. "Is that so?" he smiled. "Rightfully so," Chassidy smiled.
"Uh huh. So, how long have you had to put up with the peacemaker, here?" he asked. "Not long, but I think I needed a new friend anyway..."
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Same time, different place (Adult lounge kitchen)
Ororo was going back to her room when she saw Jean and Warren (yes, I made him a teacher and he and Ororo are just friends) talking. They weren't talking, Ororo got closer, it sounded like flirting.
"...and that's why I came here, I needed a change," Warren finished. Jean mused have sensed Ororo's presence and immediately beckoned her to come in and save her. Ororo shyly stepped into the light and acted like she had just gotten up and was on a mission for a mid-light snack.
Jean sent a load of distress from herself to Ororo and then BEGGED Ororo to make up a lie so Warren could go and her and Storm could talk. "Uh, I'm sorry to interrupt, Warren, as charming as your life sounds," she said sarcastically, but he cut her off. "You're in it, don't sound left out-"
"But I'm not. Charles is awaiting your presence in the Ready Room-" "How come he didn't send it to me by his mind-" "He sees that your mind is not ready for that. For now, it's all hearsay," she grabbed some cookies. "Fine," he left in a rush. "And you didn't have the heart to tell him your with Scott?" Ororo sat infront of her best friend.
"I can't," she whispered, almost on the point of tears," I can't anymore. It's too late." "What's wrong, Jean?" She asked. "I've....I've...Warren and I have kissed," she now sobbed. "What?! Jean, when?" Ororo lowered her voice. "It was late one night when he and I were cleaning out the Med Lab. The lights were dim from the explosion with Carter Hollis (a student) and next thing I knew, he kissed me," she stopped, and looked at her friend, who's face said 'Go on'.
"Next thing I know, his lips were on mine and I didn't stop him. Not once," she lowered her head, "God, what the hell have a I done? I'm in a relationship that I've jeopardized because of that. It was different with Logan (looks reassuringly at Ororo), well, him and I knew it could never be, but with Warren...he doesn't seem to care that I'm with the one I love."
"Not Once?!" Ororo was still stuck on that. "NO! The kiss was a one time thing but I didn't stop him when I sensed he was trying to kiss me and I let it happen," she sobbed. "Are you o.k.?" "No, not really-"
"O.k. then. You can stay in my old room. UI sleep there sometimes when Logan pisses me off. But hey, we're best friend and the superior race (OF WOMEN, SHE DOESN'T MEAN MUTANTS). We'll get through it, Jean," she patted her arm.
"I hope so, I really do hope so. I love Scott to death and he's probably going to leave me with all the neglect and hurt I've put him through for the past-" "No, he wont. He loves you even more than any of us could imagine. He own leave you, no matter how much you say it to yourself. I know that for a fact," she reassured her. She hated to see Jean like this.
"Thanx, 'Ro, you always know what to say," she said to her. "No I don't," Ororo quickly said. "Yes, you do *sob*, you always do," Jean looked over to her. "Nope," she shook her head. "Why not? 'Ro....what's going on?" Jean looked concerned. "I'm telling her next Wednesday and I don't know what to say," she fount the floor interesting suddenly.
"Tell who wha-" but she fell short when she thought about it. "Oh, 'Ro. This is something we'll both need eachother for. I'll be there every step of the way. I promise," Jean squeezed her shoulder. "I'll need a friend to get through it. Thank you, thank you," she smiled at her.
"But can you help me? Throughout all the speeches I've had to give, I've never been this nervous." "Of course I will. You have to help me too," Jean said. "It's a deal. Come on, I'll walk you to my room."
The two got up and walked into the hall, avoiding the hall all the grown-up teachers were on. "This is it. I'll check on you in the morning," she hugged Jean. "thank you again, 'Ro. And then we'll decided what to do for both of us."
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Next Tuesday
Chassidy and 'Nick' had grown considerably close in the past couple of days. Nick was digging her and she was feeling the same. "Hey," he asked as they were walking through the halls, "There's a party next week in Spanish Harlem and I was wondering if you'd wanna go? I mean, since I'm, feeling you this hard." Chassidy thought long and hard.
Her and Thomps were having heavy problems before he left and she would be happy as hell to go to the party. Besides, 'Nick' was cute. "Sure, I mean, if you left the crush on my aunt go," she flashed a flirtatious smile. "Bet," he walked up to her and hugged her. "And oh, It's a couples party," he said. " I can get with that."
"Andre and Courtney can even go," he upped. "Cool. I know they will. When is it?" She asked, looping her arm around his waist. "Tomorrow." He smiled.
//Oh shit...//she thought...//What am I gonna do?//
//Pray// he smiled, entering her mind.
"I'll say it once and I'll say it again," she said, keeping pace. "What's that?" he asked. "You damn telepaths."
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Should I CTN? Killer Mike's Biggest Fan// The Juggernaut
(Yes, Kevin Nichols is played by Nick Cannon. That's why he liked being called 'Nick'. I like that twist. Ay yo, look out for the next chapter with new music themes like non other. Hey, this is a party, isn't it?)
