Kelly rushed into the shower and slathered her hair with the shampoo and conditioner that smelled like a hot house of exotic flowers, and resigned to seeing Clay at dinner, he was going to look fantastic, she already knew that. What she didn't know was how to make it look like it didn't affect her, and how to make his mouth water at the same time.

She went to the closet and pulled the big doors open and wondered if she would ever get over the way that the smell of sawdust and sugar curled in her stomach. She thumbed through the dresses while her hair was drying, about ten minutes later she found her dress. It barely brushed her thigh and was a color that Kelly considered pure sex.

She was about to turn away when another dress caught her eye. She knew it wouldn't look good on her, but she knew whom it would look good on. She rushed down the hall with the dress in hand to Storm's room. She knocked nearly frantically and grinned when Storm answered. "Is the new chick still here?" Storm raised an eyebrow and nodded. "Jillian? Yeah. Third floor, 2nd door on the left, but-?" Before she could finish her question, Kelly was gone.

She found Jillian's room, she knocked a few times but when no one answered, she let herself into the room. It was almost identical to hers, but the walls were painted a buttery yellow with the same thick white blankets on the bed. There was a tall copper urn filled with beautiful yellow long stemmed roses, which were too plentiful to count. There was the sound of a door sliding and a pretty brunette stepped out of the bathroom. "Jillian?" Kelly asked as she laid the dress on the bed. "Si?" 'Ah," Kelly thought with a smile. 'An Italian, finally!' "Siete Italiani?" Jillian paused in the doorway and grinned. "Finally someone I can talk to!" She cried as she ran a brush through her long hair.

"What are you going to wear tonight?" Kelly asked as she sat on the edge of Jillian's bed. Jillian shrugged a slim shoulder and put her hands on her waist. "Non so, do you suggest something?" Kelly grinned and pulled out the dress she had danced up two flights of stairs to give her. Jillian's eyes got wide as she took the dress from her.

It was smooth crepe, the color of champagne that stopped at her knee. "It's beautiful" She murmured as she ran her fingers over it. "Yeah I thought so too, but somehow it ended up in my closet instead of yours" Kelly rose and dusted off her jeans. "Dinner's at eight, wear that and all the guys will love you" "What's your mutant power?" Jillian asked as she plucked a plump green grape from the bowl on the dresser and into her mouth.

"I'm a telaporter, or so I've been told. What's yours?" Jillian shrugged and ate another grape. "I can grow things, like the roses over there," She said, gesturing to them aimlessly. "And these tasty little grapes, unfortunately I can't manage to grow them without the seeds inside yet. I don't know how the grocer does it" Kelly laughed and glanced at her watch. "Oh, it's almost 7, I better take start getting ready"

Before Kelly left the room, Jillian called out to her. "I know it's kind of foolish, but I was wondering if you could help me with make-up and everything tonight. See I've been running for a long time, and the places I was able to stop didn't have a great deal of make-up" Kelly smiled. "No problem, as soon as I get mine done, I'll be up" Kelly winked at her and left.

She had just gotten in her room when Logan came in. "What do you want Slick? I'm about to change" Logan smiled and looked down at the dress on the bed, "I can see that, very nice" She tapped her foot impatiently. "Is that what you wanted to tell me?" Logan paused as if he were confused to why he was really there. "I'm not sure, I just had a feeling that you were sick" Her face paled a little, but Logan missed it. "Well," She smiled blandly. "I'm not sick, so you can go get dressed for dinner"

Logan returned the distant smile and turned to leave, but before he was out of the door, he turned to look at her again. "You'd tell me if you were really sick wouldn't you?" Kelly nodded and Logan sighed. "Good, for a minute there I was worried" He winked and left Kelly alone in her room. She combed her fingers through her hair so it laid the way she liked it and began to put on her makeup. She carefully lined her eyes with smooth black eyeliner, painted her lips the color of wet strawberries and stepped into the dress as not to smudge her make-up. She looked in the mirror and was pleased with the contrast between the color of her eyes and the lipstick she had chosen.

With a final spritz of a classic vanilla perfume in a old-fashion bottle, Kelly looked in the mirror and sighed, She turned sharply on her heel and left the room to help Jillian. She went up the flights of stairs and opened the door, which Jillian had left unlocked for her. When she stepped inside, the first thing she noticed was that the urn was now filled with peach, pink, and red roses, the bowl of grapes was riper and greener, Kelly figured Jillian liked the dress.

Jillian stepped out of the bathroom. Her hair was damp and near black as it hung past her shoulders. "Good I'm glad you're here" She said as she caught Kelly by the wrist and almost drug her into the bathroom. "How did the dress look?" Kelly asked as she inspected the rows and rows of make-up that Jillian had uprooted from the drawers.

"It looked great. What am I going to do with my hair?" She asked a little helplessly as she ran her fingers through it. Kelly cocked her head to the side. "I got an idea, rewet your hair" She said as she plucked a bottle of melting gel off the counter and squirted some into her hands as she rubbed them together. "What are you going to do?" Jillian asked when she sat in the stool in front of the sink.

"Just a little something, nothing too drastic. I used to have long hair like you, I used to do this all the time, and then it became too fussy for me so I cut it off. Now relax" She ordered as she began to work the gel into Jillian's hair and fixed it into loose little curls that hung delicately around her pretty face.

While her hair dried in the curls, she began on her make-up. Jillian's skin was flawless, so she patted it with a fine shimmery powder. Her eyes were bafflement to Kelly, so she made them look sophisticated with thick black mascara that didn't clump, and painted her lips with a clear gloss. When she was done, Jillian almost didn't recognize herself. She couldn't be happier with the way she looked.

She stepped into her dress the way that Kelly instructed and watched Kelly all. She looked so pretty, the dress was nice, but with Kelly in it, it looked fantastic. Once she was all zipped up, they left and went into the dining hall.