Thankies so much for the reviews! All of them are good so it only motivates me to write more and more and to experiment with writing different ways. Sorry it took so long! I've been so busy, a week long trip then reading the new Harry Potter book is time racking. Anywho, I'm still attempting to write as often as I can.

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Disclaimer: I in no way own the characters because they belong to ummmmmmmmm…..errrrr Marvel_ I think…..

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Tamara was happy. "Don't go yet!" she yelled, but it was too late. The angelic glimmer was slowly ascending, leaving her. Tamara was still reaching out for it when the light was slowly replaced by a face. It was Rogue.



"Psych! Psych! Get up!"

Tamara looked around and noticed that it was broad daylight outside and she was still on the couch, alongside Pyro. The kid wasn't there anymore but the tv was still on showing Teenage Mutant Turtles. Bobby shook Pyro, "Man, get up."



After about ten seconds, Pyro awoke, freaked out, and jumped from the couch, spilling cheetos everywhere. He looked around for about a second then calmed down. By now Rogue and Bobby were both looking at them suspiciously.



Bobby broke the silence, "Did we er_interrupt something?"



Both started talking at the same time. "No! We feel asleep." Upon realization of this they decided to take turns.



"I couldn't sleep!"

"-Neither could I!"

"-So I decided to watch tv."

"Ditto-"

"And we had a fight!"

"-until the kid spoke!"

"Then we must have dozed off."

"Yeah."



They both stood there looking somewhat bewildered. Rogue and Iceman started laughing and Rogue said, "Don't worry, we believe ya'll." Relieved, Psych laughed too. Pyro rolled his eyes, "whatever," then walked upstairs.

Tamara shook her head and started to pick up the edible mess when Bobby told her, "Don't worry about it, we just need to get upstairs before the adults catch us." They headed, quietly, to the second floor then split up to their dorms.

None of them went downstairs for breakfast and only left their room when they heard the bell signaling them to class. Since she had the same schedule as Rogue they usually sat right next to each other, making it extremely easy to pass notes. Guess they weren't so lucky because Storm caught them. After taking away the note, she kindly asked Tamara to stay after class, then went on teaching. Psych, anxious to find out what she was in trouble for, sighed when the bell rang.



Rogue told her she'd be waiting for her in hall then departed, leaving Tamara and Storm alone. Psych walked up to the desk, "You wanted to see me, Professor?" "Yes, Tamara. Please sit down."

Tamara took a seat in front of Storm's desk. "I understand you and Samari had a little……misunderstanding." "Professor, she-" "Tamara, I'm not persecuting you, just asking you to hear me out."



Psych sat down as Storm continued, "Samari's parents were killed 5 years ago in a car crash and since she was very young, they sent her to live with her aunt in Washington. About a year , her powers started to develop and still being young, she couldn't control them. Her aunt, knowing about my power, called me and asked if I could help her control them. So, she was sent here and I've been working with her everyday after school ever since."



Tamara was a little shocked, "I had no idea--- I-"

"It's okay, Tamara, you didn't know, plus, it's perfectly fine to defend yourself. I know how much Samari can anger a person. I'm just asking you to realize that sometimes her emotions get the best of her and she takes it out on others."

"Don't I know it," remarked Tamara. Just then the bell rang, "I'll write you and Rogue passes to your next class," said Storm.

Psych grabbed two blue slips and shut the door behind her. "What was that about?," asked Rogue. Psych handing her her pass, "Just talking about Samari, that's all."

Rogue rolled her eyes, "That girl is trouble and everyone knows it. Surprised she's related to Storm." Tamara, not wanting to go into Samari's background, said, "Speaking of trouble, where were you and Bobby last night?" Rogue sorta blushed, "We were….out."

Psych scoffed, "Oh come on!" Rogue looked up, "All right we snuck out and went dancing all night, but that's it!"

Tamara laughed, "Yeah, like ya'll could do anything else…."

Rogue just rolled her eyes, "Well you and Pyro looked pretty cozy on the couch this morning."

It was Psych's turn to look shocked, "No. I couldn't sleep, he couldn't sleep, we watched Inuyasha and that's it."

Before Rogue could say anything, the door opened and Professor X said, "You're late."

Tamara said, "We have-"

"I'm quite aware of this miss Whiticker, please take your seats," he said with a smile.

They both sat down quietly and for went on the rest of the day talking about what to do for the holidays, especially since some kids who's parents haven't shunned them, could go back home to visit.

A few days passed and it was becoming more and more unbearable for Psych to be nice to or just plain ignore Samari and her quiet remarks.



Later that night, Rogue must have been extremely exhausted because she fell asleep as soon as she hit the sack. Tamara slept for a while, and after attempting to get rid of the dream that gave her hope she was going somewhere else, she gave up rest all together.



She walked outside and sat on the bench, admiring the stars. She sat there for about half an hour before a rustling in the trees caused her to panic. She looked around and thought to herself, "Don't freak out, it was probably just a bird." But it wasn't a bird because a shape started to walk closer, a human. She sort of cowered at the sight of someone coming closer and closer until she saw that it was Pyro.



He noticed her right away this time and asked, "Gosh, don't you ever sleep?"

"I could say the same about you ," she remarked as he sat down on the bench.

"Well if you had a roommate who talked in his sleep you wouldn't get much sleep either." replied Pyro.

"True," she said, then went back to looking up.

After a long silence, Pyro asked, "What are you doing that for?"

"Doing what?"

"Staring right at the moon."

"I'm not staring at the moon, I'm star gazing. Now may I ask what you are doing out here?"

He stretched out on the bench, "It's a clear night and I didn't feel like watching I Dream Of Genie." He cut her off before she could say something, "And I'm not star gazing, I mean, what's the point?"

She looked at him, "Because I use to do it all the time back home and it always comforts me."

He rolled his eyes, "Aww , makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside."

Psych fought the urge to hit him and instead went back to staring at the sky, but not before he said, "Personally, I'd rather spend my time doing things that actually matter."

She turned around with a disgruntled look on her face, "Why do you always have to be such a--"

He cut her off, not with words, but by something totally unexpected, he kissed her.

The kiss only lasted a second because she shoved him away, "What are you-" He cut her off again with another kiss. This time it was different, she wouldn't/couldn't stop it. It lasted about ten seconds long when a huge thunderstorm broke out. They both got up and ran their separate ways back into the mansion.

Psych ran all the way back up to her dorm and slammed the door. Not even bothering to change out of her soaked clothes, she sat, leaning against the door, completely shocked.