Title: Finger paints and boyfriends

Author: Nyx

Disclaimer: In answer to someone's comment, I do watch Angel, but to this date, I have never seen something like this on Angel. And even if it did happen without my knowledge, I never meant to copy it.

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"Ok, everyone today we are going to use finger paints to paint a picture. I want all of you to-" A red headed girl in the front row raised her hand. "Yes Jean?"

"What are we supposed to paint?"

"Anything you want to, Jean. I want all of you to use your imaginations to paint something. Can I have some volunteers to pass out the paint and paper?" Immediately Jean raised her hand.

"Teacher's pet." She heard John mumble. A few other students raised their hands.

"Thank you, Jean, Scott, Ororo." He chose and the three went to the back of the room and grabbed some paper and paint cans and gave a few to each student.

"What are you going to paint Bobby?" She asked.

"I'm gonna paint a picture of me and my little brother playing soccer. What are you gonna do?" Marie had to think.

"Maybe some puppies. I love puppies. What are you gonna paint John?"

"Maybe, I dunno. Cal what are you gonna paint?" He asked the girl sitting next to her. She had long black hair that Marie thought was very pretty.

"Mmm. maybe everyone outside on the jungle gym."

"That's a good idea." Said Marie. The girl turned toward her and smiled.

"I'm Calypso."

"I'm Marie."
"John said you're really girlie."

"She is really girlie." John said.

"That's ok if you're girlie. I like your gloves."

"Thanks. Do you have gifts too?"

"Yep, but I'm not supposed to use them in class."

"Why not?" Asked Marie. The girl stuck out her hands and looked around for the teacher who was busy helping another little girl with her painting.

"Watch." She showed her right hand and her finger tips started to extend.

"Wow." Said Marie. "That's awesome."

"Don't touch them, they're sharp."

"Ok."

"Class, does everyone have paint and paper?" There was a unanimous yes throughout the classroom. "Alright, if any one needs help just raise your hand."

Marie looked at her blank piece of paper. Puppies, she thought. I can paint puppies. Pink. I'll make pink puppies.

The class went on paint for the next half hour until Mr. Xavier said they had to clean up for naptime. Jean, Scott, Ororo were to collect the paints and table by table kids were to go to the sinks and wash their hands of the easy wash paint.

"Can I see you picture?" Bobby asked. Marie saw Calypso showing John her picture. Would showing Bobby her picture make him her boyfriend? She wasn't even sure what a boyfriend was, but Bobby was nice and he kept smiling at her so she showed him her painting with the pink puppies on the page. "That's great."

"Thanks. Could I see yours?"

"Sure." He lifted up the page. "This is me," he pointed. "And this is my little brother Ronnie. He's not in school yet."

"That's really good, Bobby."

Bobby blushed, "Thanks."

"Ok, class. Is everyone cleaned up?" They nodded. "Everyone come to the carpet and pick up their blankets and pillows." Marie didn't have a blanket or pillow. She started to cry and Mr. Xavier noticed.

"What's wrong Marie?" he asked.

"I don't have a blanket," she sniffled. He smiled sweetly.

"That's alright. You can share with someone until you bring one in. Calypso," he called the girl over to him. "Would you mind sharing your blanket with Marie today?"

"She can share with me."

"Thank you, Calypso. Marie I have an extra blanket, let me go get it for you."

"Thanks for sharing, Cal."

"No problem." She smiled. "Come sit over here with me."

They sat down and Mr. X brought over a pillow for Marie. The students settled down and the lights dimmed and a book was pulled out and he started reading it. She could tell that it was "Harold and the Purple Crayon." Her mommy read it to her all the time. It was their favortist book ever. She started to get sleepy when she remembered she had to ask Cal something.

"Cal? Are you a sleep?" She whispered.

"I'm awake." She said drowsily.

"Is John your boyfriend? What's a boyfriend?"

"John's my boyfriend. You don't know what a boyfriend is?"

"No, tell me."

"A boyfriend is a boy who is really nice to you and does nice things for you and lets you kiss him sometimes." Explained Calypso. A boy who is really nice to you and does nice things for you, like Bobby? She thought.

"Wait, John lets you kiss him?"

"Only when no one's looking. Don't tell anyone 'cause John wouldn't like it. Promise."

"I promise."

And with that they fell a sleep.