Disclaimer- Hiya. I don't own X-men Evolution

This a lancitty fic aka Lance and Kitty fic. R/R. Please and thankyou. :)

Bored...bored...bored...

That one word repeated itself over and over in Kitty's head. She was sitting in her geometry class trying her hardest to pay attention to the teacher's lecture, but it was no use. Her butt was numb from sitting on the hard wood chairs, her eyes were dry from forcing to keep them open and her head hurt from the constant "bored" word. She couldn't help it.

She knew just what she needed. Excitement. She was lacking excitement Nothing life threatening has happened to the institute in months. All the young X-men have been doing is train. It got pretty dull after a while.

What Kitty needed was something unplanned and unexpected. A good thrill. Like Lance.

Yeah sure he's a jerk to all of her friends and vandalizes the school for fun. But when Kitty and he were friends he always treated her like a queen. He always made her laugh when he acted rotten...that is until he got carried away.

Ugh! What was she thinking? He's not good for her. He's a dangerous jerk and he never really considers her feelings. He'd grabbed her by the wrist when she'd refuse to go somewhere with him. Not to mention every time the X-men fought against Mystique or Magneto, Lance and the other brotherhood dorks back them up. How is that a healthy relationship?

Then the flashback of Lance warning her to leave the mall before the fight began. She just didn't know.

"Miss Pryde are you listening?"

"What?!" Kitty shot up from her slouched position in her seat. The whole class was staring at her along with her pissed off teacher.

Her teacher huffed. "You obviously were not. This is very important information that I'm giving you here. If you slack off you fail. Do you understand?"

"Yes mam'." Kitty was blushing a deep shade of pink. She hid her face in embarrassment.

Her teacher held no sympathy. "See me after class." She said before she continued on with her lesson.

Kill me. Kitty thought this silently rushing to take notes. Even when he wasn't around, Lance was trouble.

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Kitty wanted to cry. Just for dozing off once in class she got detention. She never had detention before in her life. She was supposed to be the good girl. What will her parents think? One year away from them and she's transformed into the bad girl.

This just wasn't her day.

As she stared at the detention slip she didn't notice the body she crashed into. She almost phased through the person but quickly remembered she was in a public place. So she let herself bounced of the guy and hit the ground.

"Ouch." She said with little to no enthusiasm. She was too depressed.

"Hey why don't you watch where you're-! Kitty?" Lance was in the middle of his "don't-mess-with-me" speech when he realized who he had smashed into. He quickly helped her up. She didn't protest.

"You ok?"

"Fine." Kitty said quietly.

"Uh, so what's up pretty kitty?" He said trying to act cool about their meeting. Pathetic attempt.

Kitty groaned. "Like I haven't heard that before. Can't you people like think of something a little more original than 'Pretty kitty'?"

Yikes. Lance realized this wasn't one of Kitty's best moods. He still followed her as she walked to her locker. What should he say to her? How can he put her in a happy mood? Think Lance Think!

"Um... so Kitty did I tell you about Todd's hidden nudie magazines? He's taken every picture and pasted Wanda's head on each of them! Now it takes even longer to get him out of the bathroom!" He waited for her to explode with laughter.

She stopped walking with her back in front of him. When she faced him her face was in disgusted shock. "Oh my god, Lance! Like why would you tell me that?! I'm so grossed out!"

"Um...Uh...I-"

Lance backed away like her words were daggers shooting at him. He remembered laughing his ass of at that with Pietro. He wanted to hit himself. When they reached her locker he finally had the to the motive to question. He leaned his arm on the locker next to her and tried to make eye contact. No luck.

"What's bugging you, Kitty?" He asked half sincere, half frustrated.

They were like magic words to Kitty because right then she wanted to tell him everything. How geometry sucks, her teacher sucks, and most importantly how detention sucks. Instead she just handed him the slip. Although she wanted to tell him she was still just to ashamed to say it. Good girl image... remember?

Lance looked at the piece of paper confused at first but then grinned at her devilishly. "Finally letting your claws out?"

Kitty finally made eye contact with him. She then rolled her eyes and went back to her locker. "It's like not funny. This is totally criminal. I'm as good as a delinquent."

"Don't say that. I get detention all the time."

Kitty groaned. "That was supposed to make me feel better?"

Lance thought about it. "Oh yeah. Sorry." he shrugged.

Kitty closed her locker smiling a little from Lance's realization. Lance saw this and felt like the champ. They stood there for a while as the slam of her locker echoed the already emptied hallway.

"Well I'd better get to detention before I'm late." Kitty smiled again at Lance. "Thanks for the talk."

With that she walked away, leaving a not-so-satisfied lance. He wanted to make her smile at him all the time. He knew he had to drive the brotherhood home first.