Here's the next chapter!! Yay!! **eats some pixie sticks**
Chapter Eight: Pietro's Challenge
Pietro woke up for some strange reason. His eyes moved over to the digital clock. It blinked 4:00 as he stood up and stretched. He looked over to the bed and saw no sign of Kitty. He rushed over, grabbed his jacket and dashed out of the cabin. It seemed strange that all of the snow was finally moved over. Pietro walked around a bit. He didn't know why he was looking for Kitty, he just decided to. Figured there was nothing to do. He walked towards the shadows and heard faint sniffling. Pietro turned to his left and saw Kitty standing in front of a frozen lake. She had no coat or jacket on. Not even a blanket. Just her pastel blue fleece spagetthei strapped tank top with pastel pink fleece pants. He walked towards her and noticed her slightly turning her head to the side.
"Kitty? What are you doing out here? It's frickin' cold out here!" he said with a slight laugh.
She smiled a bit and turned back around as Pietro walked over to her. Kitty's hair was finally down again, making the cold breezes blow it gently.
"Thinking." She whispered.
Pietro sat down on a bench behind her. "About?"
"Nothing."
"How can you think about nothing?"
"I just am!"
"No, really. What are you thinking about?"
She grew silent as she pulled a strand of hair back. Another breeze came by making her shiver a bit.
"About the ball tonight."
Pietro remembered what she was talking about. He shifted sides on the bench and looked at Kitty from a new angle. "Are you taking anyone?"
"No."
He felt a bit guilty for a moment and stood up. He walked over to Kitty and kicked a rock into the frozen lake. "Then I'll take you." Kitty looked at him for a moment. She knew exactly what was going to happen. "No thanks."
"Why?"
"You're just gonna be hanging... never mind."
Kitty began walking inside, leaving Pietro outside. He looked at her surprisingly. He knew any girl would do anything to go a ball with him. But why not Kitty? A slight grin came across his lips. "Seems to me. I have a challenge!" Pietro followed Kitty inside afterwards to find her sleeping on the couch. He thought for a moment. Thinking of ways he could get Kitty to come with him to the ball tonight. He yawned and walked quietly into the bedroom and collapsed on the bed. He knew he should first get his beauty sleep.
At twelve o' clock, mostly everyone was awake. Kitty and Wanda were in the kitchen making blueberry pancakes while Todd and Lance watched television. "So are you taking anyone tonight?" asked Wanda as she poured orange juice into some glasses.
"I'm not planning on it. But Pietro asked me last night."
"He wanted to take you? What'd you say?"
"I said no."
Wanda let out a laugh and placed the glasses on the table. "That's good."
"How's that like, good Wanda?"
Before Wanda could answer, a knock was at the door. She moved away from the table and opened the door to find Rogue at the door. She welcomed her inside as Kitty watched them. "Kitty, are yuh alright from last night?" She nodded for a moment and looked to the bedroom. There was Pietro walking out with his hair slightly messed up. She blushed for a moment as she flopped the pancakes on a large plate. "What about you and Remy? Are you guys okay?" Rogue nodded as she sat at the table where everyone sat. Pietro went into the kitchen for a moment and watched Kitty continue to place the pancakes on the plate. "So Kitty, what are you doing tonight?" Kitty walked over to the table, placing the plate down. "No." His eyes widened as he stood in the kitchen. (She read me like a book.. Oh well) They all grabbed their pancakes on their own plates with their glasses of orange juice and moved somewhere. But Pietro had something else in mind. He quickly grabbed a pancake, and started to eat it as he walked back into the bedroom. He gazed around for a moment, trying to find someway to bring Kitty to the dance. Pietro walked over to the nightstand, gazing by the couch until suddenly Kitty popped inside. A small faint sound came as if something dropped. "Pietro? Aren't you like, gonna eat out here?" she asked sweetly. He shook his head. "Not hungry right now." Kitty shrugged and left. Pietro looked down and saw a periwinkle colored notebook titled: Kitty's Journal. A grin came across his lips as he picked it up and looked through it. He stopped at the back page when he noticed a strange heading.
*Kitty's List* *Has to have good grades *Nice bod *Not too serious *Hot (like duh!) *Sense of style *Likes to Travel *Not so lazy *Helpful
Pietro stared at the list for a moment while streaking his fingers through his silver hair. (Hmmm.. I have A's and B's. Of course I have a nice figure. I'm not serious all the time. No shit I'm hot! ..I have a sense of style. I like to travel! What the hell else would I do with my speed? .Dunno bout that lazy thing. I'm not too lazy. I'm helpful! I helped her in the cavern! Perfect! Now I just have to prove it to her.) He walked back out and saw everyone getting ready to go out. Pietro walked over to Kitty who was ready to take her shower. She carried her clothes into the bathroom making sure she walked right past Pietro. "Hey Kitty! Whatcha doin'?" (This isn't gonna work.) She shot him a dumb look and phased through the bathroom door. "I'm like, taking a shower!" Pietro sighed and walked out to the living room and decided to try some channel surfing until Kitty got out. Of course, he needed to take a shower too.
Fifteen minutes later, Kitty came out to the living room with her towel still on. She walked around, searching for her vanilla lip-gloss. Suddenly, out of nowhere, Pietro stopped Kitty in her tracks. She clutched her towel knot tight as Pietro leaned in towards her. "Y-yes Pietro?" she whispered. He pulled out a paper from his back pocket and flashed it to her. "I bet my grades are better than yours Pryde!" Pietro dashed behind her as she snatched the paper from him. (Mmm, she smells like strawberries!) "Hmmm, let's see. you have a B+ in math. I have a B. You have a B in social studies. I have an A. In science, I have an A you have an A. In the electives, you have a B. I have an A. What does that tell you?" With that, she tossed the report card behind her making Pietro catch it. He smiled warmly as he dashed in front of her again. "They're good huh?" "Sure. They're good. But I did better."
Finally, five minutes later, Pietro hatched up another plan to get Kitty. She was dressed and was brushing her hair in front of the large mirror. "Have you ever been to France?" Kitty jumped up a little when she saw Pietro behind her. She quickly turned to find him staring at her eagerly. "N-no. Have you?" "Why yes I have Pryde. Have you ever been to Africa?" "No." "I haven't. but I'm planning on it." Kitty giggled for a moment and began putting on her lip-gloss. A sweet scent of mocha vanilla filled the air. "How come I have a feeling." she closed the lid to her lip-gloss and looked up at Pietro. "That you're up to something?" Pietro laughed. "How could you think I'm up to something!?" Kitty fixed her black turtle neck and patted her light blue stretch jeans which showed how her legs were perfectly fit. "Well, I'm going outside now."
She left the bedroom as Pietro dashed into the bathroom for his shower.
Chapter Eight: Pietro's Challenge
Pietro woke up for some strange reason. His eyes moved over to the digital clock. It blinked 4:00 as he stood up and stretched. He looked over to the bed and saw no sign of Kitty. He rushed over, grabbed his jacket and dashed out of the cabin. It seemed strange that all of the snow was finally moved over. Pietro walked around a bit. He didn't know why he was looking for Kitty, he just decided to. Figured there was nothing to do. He walked towards the shadows and heard faint sniffling. Pietro turned to his left and saw Kitty standing in front of a frozen lake. She had no coat or jacket on. Not even a blanket. Just her pastel blue fleece spagetthei strapped tank top with pastel pink fleece pants. He walked towards her and noticed her slightly turning her head to the side.
"Kitty? What are you doing out here? It's frickin' cold out here!" he said with a slight laugh.
She smiled a bit and turned back around as Pietro walked over to her. Kitty's hair was finally down again, making the cold breezes blow it gently.
"Thinking." She whispered.
Pietro sat down on a bench behind her. "About?"
"Nothing."
"How can you think about nothing?"
"I just am!"
"No, really. What are you thinking about?"
She grew silent as she pulled a strand of hair back. Another breeze came by making her shiver a bit.
"About the ball tonight."
Pietro remembered what she was talking about. He shifted sides on the bench and looked at Kitty from a new angle. "Are you taking anyone?"
"No."
He felt a bit guilty for a moment and stood up. He walked over to Kitty and kicked a rock into the frozen lake. "Then I'll take you." Kitty looked at him for a moment. She knew exactly what was going to happen. "No thanks."
"Why?"
"You're just gonna be hanging... never mind."
Kitty began walking inside, leaving Pietro outside. He looked at her surprisingly. He knew any girl would do anything to go a ball with him. But why not Kitty? A slight grin came across his lips. "Seems to me. I have a challenge!" Pietro followed Kitty inside afterwards to find her sleeping on the couch. He thought for a moment. Thinking of ways he could get Kitty to come with him to the ball tonight. He yawned and walked quietly into the bedroom and collapsed on the bed. He knew he should first get his beauty sleep.
At twelve o' clock, mostly everyone was awake. Kitty and Wanda were in the kitchen making blueberry pancakes while Todd and Lance watched television. "So are you taking anyone tonight?" asked Wanda as she poured orange juice into some glasses.
"I'm not planning on it. But Pietro asked me last night."
"He wanted to take you? What'd you say?"
"I said no."
Wanda let out a laugh and placed the glasses on the table. "That's good."
"How's that like, good Wanda?"
Before Wanda could answer, a knock was at the door. She moved away from the table and opened the door to find Rogue at the door. She welcomed her inside as Kitty watched them. "Kitty, are yuh alright from last night?" She nodded for a moment and looked to the bedroom. There was Pietro walking out with his hair slightly messed up. She blushed for a moment as she flopped the pancakes on a large plate. "What about you and Remy? Are you guys okay?" Rogue nodded as she sat at the table where everyone sat. Pietro went into the kitchen for a moment and watched Kitty continue to place the pancakes on the plate. "So Kitty, what are you doing tonight?" Kitty walked over to the table, placing the plate down. "No." His eyes widened as he stood in the kitchen. (She read me like a book.. Oh well) They all grabbed their pancakes on their own plates with their glasses of orange juice and moved somewhere. But Pietro had something else in mind. He quickly grabbed a pancake, and started to eat it as he walked back into the bedroom. He gazed around for a moment, trying to find someway to bring Kitty to the dance. Pietro walked over to the nightstand, gazing by the couch until suddenly Kitty popped inside. A small faint sound came as if something dropped. "Pietro? Aren't you like, gonna eat out here?" she asked sweetly. He shook his head. "Not hungry right now." Kitty shrugged and left. Pietro looked down and saw a periwinkle colored notebook titled: Kitty's Journal. A grin came across his lips as he picked it up and looked through it. He stopped at the back page when he noticed a strange heading.
*Kitty's List* *Has to have good grades *Nice bod *Not too serious *Hot (like duh!) *Sense of style *Likes to Travel *Not so lazy *Helpful
Pietro stared at the list for a moment while streaking his fingers through his silver hair. (Hmmm.. I have A's and B's. Of course I have a nice figure. I'm not serious all the time. No shit I'm hot! ..I have a sense of style. I like to travel! What the hell else would I do with my speed? .Dunno bout that lazy thing. I'm not too lazy. I'm helpful! I helped her in the cavern! Perfect! Now I just have to prove it to her.) He walked back out and saw everyone getting ready to go out. Pietro walked over to Kitty who was ready to take her shower. She carried her clothes into the bathroom making sure she walked right past Pietro. "Hey Kitty! Whatcha doin'?" (This isn't gonna work.) She shot him a dumb look and phased through the bathroom door. "I'm like, taking a shower!" Pietro sighed and walked out to the living room and decided to try some channel surfing until Kitty got out. Of course, he needed to take a shower too.
Fifteen minutes later, Kitty came out to the living room with her towel still on. She walked around, searching for her vanilla lip-gloss. Suddenly, out of nowhere, Pietro stopped Kitty in her tracks. She clutched her towel knot tight as Pietro leaned in towards her. "Y-yes Pietro?" she whispered. He pulled out a paper from his back pocket and flashed it to her. "I bet my grades are better than yours Pryde!" Pietro dashed behind her as she snatched the paper from him. (Mmm, she smells like strawberries!) "Hmmm, let's see. you have a B+ in math. I have a B. You have a B in social studies. I have an A. In science, I have an A you have an A. In the electives, you have a B. I have an A. What does that tell you?" With that, she tossed the report card behind her making Pietro catch it. He smiled warmly as he dashed in front of her again. "They're good huh?" "Sure. They're good. But I did better."
Finally, five minutes later, Pietro hatched up another plan to get Kitty. She was dressed and was brushing her hair in front of the large mirror. "Have you ever been to France?" Kitty jumped up a little when she saw Pietro behind her. She quickly turned to find him staring at her eagerly. "N-no. Have you?" "Why yes I have Pryde. Have you ever been to Africa?" "No." "I haven't. but I'm planning on it." Kitty giggled for a moment and began putting on her lip-gloss. A sweet scent of mocha vanilla filled the air. "How come I have a feeling." she closed the lid to her lip-gloss and looked up at Pietro. "That you're up to something?" Pietro laughed. "How could you think I'm up to something!?" Kitty fixed her black turtle neck and patted her light blue stretch jeans which showed how her legs were perfectly fit. "Well, I'm going outside now."
She left the bedroom as Pietro dashed into the bathroom for his shower.