Whisper by Evanescence
Jubilee had plenty of time to get comfortable in her room. She shared it with a couple of students but it was no different from the school, thought more people slept on the ground here.
She had to call him. She hadn't stopped thinking of Paul since they had met at Central Park. Luckily, she had his phone number instead of the other way around.
Jubilee called him and made him come to the hotel before the others came back and so no one would see she was missing again. They were both tentative when they saw each other and made sure no one was around. Jubilee led him to her room as he followed a safe distance away. She left the door open so that he could get in. Jubilee was waiting for him. They were alone in the room.
"I'm sorry," Paul blurted out but Jubilee just shook her head. She closed the door behind him.
"Paul, I love you and none of this should affect that. Nothing will affect that." She grabbed his hands.
"I don't think it would affect my love either," he faltered. "But you're a mutant." Jubilee shook her head. She needed to show him she wasn't that different from him; not more different than anyone else. She let go of his hands and took her gloves off. She held her hands toward the window. Sparks formed on her palm and extended outward falling harmlessly on the panes of glass. The sparks cooled before they hit the floor.
Paul swallowed hard. He couldn't get over how odd the scenario was becoming. He took her hands, trying to find where the sparks originated. "So, that's your power?" He let go of her hands suddenly, thinking she might have no control over it, or that she might show it again, in his face.
"I have complete control over it," she said, her voice soothing. "If you're still scared." she put the snug gloves back on.
A young girl 'fwoomped' into the room through the wall connecting it to her room. "Oops." Kitty smiled innocently and then made a motion as if zipping her lips closed. She walked back to the other room, through the wall. All Paul could do was stare. Jubilee looked cautiously at him, carefully waiting for his reaction.
"It's amazing," he breathed. His eyes met Jubilee's gaze and he gave her a smile. "I'm jealous." Jubilee laughed. She had nothing to worry about. She had had nothing to worry about. Only problem was what they both knew to be true. They would never be able to tell anyone about their relationship.
Jubilee had plenty of time to get comfortable in her room. She shared it with a couple of students but it was no different from the school, thought more people slept on the ground here.
She had to call him. She hadn't stopped thinking of Paul since they had met at Central Park. Luckily, she had his phone number instead of the other way around.
Jubilee called him and made him come to the hotel before the others came back and so no one would see she was missing again. They were both tentative when they saw each other and made sure no one was around. Jubilee led him to her room as he followed a safe distance away. She left the door open so that he could get in. Jubilee was waiting for him. They were alone in the room.
"I'm sorry," Paul blurted out but Jubilee just shook her head. She closed the door behind him.
"Paul, I love you and none of this should affect that. Nothing will affect that." She grabbed his hands.
"I don't think it would affect my love either," he faltered. "But you're a mutant." Jubilee shook her head. She needed to show him she wasn't that different from him; not more different than anyone else. She let go of his hands and took her gloves off. She held her hands toward the window. Sparks formed on her palm and extended outward falling harmlessly on the panes of glass. The sparks cooled before they hit the floor.
Paul swallowed hard. He couldn't get over how odd the scenario was becoming. He took her hands, trying to find where the sparks originated. "So, that's your power?" He let go of her hands suddenly, thinking she might have no control over it, or that she might show it again, in his face.
"I have complete control over it," she said, her voice soothing. "If you're still scared." she put the snug gloves back on.
A young girl 'fwoomped' into the room through the wall connecting it to her room. "Oops." Kitty smiled innocently and then made a motion as if zipping her lips closed. She walked back to the other room, through the wall. All Paul could do was stare. Jubilee looked cautiously at him, carefully waiting for his reaction.
"It's amazing," he breathed. His eyes met Jubilee's gaze and he gave her a smile. "I'm jealous." Jubilee laughed. She had nothing to worry about. She had had nothing to worry about. Only problem was what they both knew to be true. They would never be able to tell anyone about their relationship.