Here's my chappie. It's called How the Mighty Have Fallen. *blink*
Disclaimer: I own NOTHING I Tell you! *NOTHINGGGGGGGGGGGGG*
*cough*
Author's Note: Sorry it took so long with the chappie, a bit preoccupied. Hehe, well here goes. This by the way is K.C. *blink* Beware.
*snicker* Heh..she thinks a little much of herself, doesn't she? XD *sneaks off*
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Wanda sighed as she looked up and was surprised to see Lance twirling a zip lock bag in front of him.
"What -is- that?" she asked finally, although she knew very well what it was. Lance grinned as Jean and the others turned to look at him curiously.
"What the hell do you think? It's my stash." He said casually, standing up near Scott, and looking up as he heard footsteps coming down the hallway. Lance's eyes widened as he snatched Scott's arm and stuffed the zip lock bag down the front of Scott's pants.
Scott's eyes widened as he dove to a table, perching on the seat almost unsuccessfully as Principal Kelly came in. Kelly eyed them all suspiciously, Jean, Duncan, and Lance trying to withhold laughs as they looked innocently to their principal. Scott tried not to look terrified, while Wanda just smirks.
"What's going on here? Alvers?" he did a double take. "Alvers?! How the hell did you-", he paused, "you're hiding something, Alvers..." Lance grinned.
"What would I be hiding, Principal Kelly?" Kelly narrowed his eyes as he approached Lance.
"I know you've been keeping drugs here. I hope you know that drug sniffing dogs will be all over your locker by next week."
Lance smirked, "Well that won't help much, seeing as how it's in Summers's pants." Principal Kelly shot Lance an annoyed look as everyone else snickered, even Scott, though his face was still almost white as a ghost.
"Whatever," was all he said, turning and leaving the room. Lance sighed as Scott anxiously tugged the bag out of the front of his pants, his face blood red now as he pushed the bag as far away as he could without standing up. Wanda smirked, looking over towards Lance.
"Let me guess, that's what your in here for?" asked Duncan, "Drugs."
Lance shook his head and looked at him incredously.
"Are you kidding? That bastard would give me a hell of a lot more than detention if he found out what all I was stowing away for Christmas," he said casually, leaning back in his chair. Jean looked over at him curiously.
"Then what'd you do?" Lance sighed a bit, tilting his head back.
"Threatened to bring a gun to school." he said almost boredly, looking at the ceiling. The others looked at each other a bit.
"Why?" asked Scott finally. Lance didn't look at him.
"Just tired of the shit around her.needed more excitement." He said finally, putting his chair back down.
"So that gives you a right to *shoot* people? Because you're BORED?" snapped Jean, Lance snapping his head towards her suddenly.
"Shut the hell up about what you don't know about, Red!" he said angrily. Jean stood up.
"Why should I? I mean, what could possibly make YOUR life so damn hard that you would take it out on other people like that?!" she shouted as she stood, Lance shooting out of his chair as well, towering over her by at least four inches.
Lance grabbed her arm and just as Duncan stood up. Taking off the fingerless glove from his hand, Jean stared down at his wrist. Angry red marks stared back.
"Bad enough that my foster dad tries to kill me in my sleep. Need to know more?" He asked extremely quietly, his eyes burning into hers. Jean's eyes brimmed with tears as she shook her head and pulled away.
Lance let go of her and moved to the other side of the room as Wanda began humming to herself. Duncan looked up at Wanda, and then around at the rest of them, realizing they had unconsciously gathered in a small circle.
Scott was sitting on the ground leaning against one of the tables, and Duncan was in the chair beside him facing Jean, who was sitting on another chair. Lance was sitting on a table, still away from Jean but closer to the others, and Wanda was sitting against a bookcase, feet propped up on a couple of dictionaries.
"So what are *you* in here for?" Duncan asked Wanda finally. Wanda looked up, surprised. Dark makeup covered her eyes and hid the brightness of the brilliantly green eyes. (I believe they're green. Inform me if I'm wrong. XD) She looked around as all eyes and bodies turned to her.
"Well, I didn't really have anything better to do." she said, surprising everyone, "Pietro and I are having a bit of difficulty living in the same house so I decided to come here. And my father.well, he's just a jackass." Jean sighed.
"I wish *I* had come here by choice.." and Lance looked over at her.
"What did a little Miss Perfect like you do anyway?" he asked a bit curiously. Jean narrowed her eyes but answered him anyway.
"I skipped school to go to an out of town soccer game. I didn't want to skip school but it was a really awesome game and I just *really* wanted to see it. Damned Kitty Pryde turned me in." Lance snickered. "Ah, how the mighty have fallen.."
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K.C: Hm, slightly interesting, I was trying to start showing signs of interest in each other of certain characters..XD Tainted and I will get into more of that later.
*prods Tainted* Your turn XD
*waves*
T: Yeah, I know it's my turn, hold your horses will you? My cat ate the insects I need to have for a biology project; it actually brought me to tears because he ate my praying mantis, cicada, and katydid, which took me forever to catch! So I'm trying to solve that problem, if I don't update for a while. Oh, and on the last paragraph or so, I changed the word 'orbs' back to 'eyes', because it didn't seem to fit too well, heh, sorry.
Disclaimer: I own NOTHING I Tell you! *NOTHINGGGGGGGGGGGGG*
*cough*
Author's Note: Sorry it took so long with the chappie, a bit preoccupied. Hehe, well here goes. This by the way is K.C. *blink* Beware.
*snicker* Heh..she thinks a little much of herself, doesn't she? XD *sneaks off*
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Wanda sighed as she looked up and was surprised to see Lance twirling a zip lock bag in front of him.
"What -is- that?" she asked finally, although she knew very well what it was. Lance grinned as Jean and the others turned to look at him curiously.
"What the hell do you think? It's my stash." He said casually, standing up near Scott, and looking up as he heard footsteps coming down the hallway. Lance's eyes widened as he snatched Scott's arm and stuffed the zip lock bag down the front of Scott's pants.
Scott's eyes widened as he dove to a table, perching on the seat almost unsuccessfully as Principal Kelly came in. Kelly eyed them all suspiciously, Jean, Duncan, and Lance trying to withhold laughs as they looked innocently to their principal. Scott tried not to look terrified, while Wanda just smirks.
"What's going on here? Alvers?" he did a double take. "Alvers?! How the hell did you-", he paused, "you're hiding something, Alvers..." Lance grinned.
"What would I be hiding, Principal Kelly?" Kelly narrowed his eyes as he approached Lance.
"I know you've been keeping drugs here. I hope you know that drug sniffing dogs will be all over your locker by next week."
Lance smirked, "Well that won't help much, seeing as how it's in Summers's pants." Principal Kelly shot Lance an annoyed look as everyone else snickered, even Scott, though his face was still almost white as a ghost.
"Whatever," was all he said, turning and leaving the room. Lance sighed as Scott anxiously tugged the bag out of the front of his pants, his face blood red now as he pushed the bag as far away as he could without standing up. Wanda smirked, looking over towards Lance.
"Let me guess, that's what your in here for?" asked Duncan, "Drugs."
Lance shook his head and looked at him incredously.
"Are you kidding? That bastard would give me a hell of a lot more than detention if he found out what all I was stowing away for Christmas," he said casually, leaning back in his chair. Jean looked over at him curiously.
"Then what'd you do?" Lance sighed a bit, tilting his head back.
"Threatened to bring a gun to school." he said almost boredly, looking at the ceiling. The others looked at each other a bit.
"Why?" asked Scott finally. Lance didn't look at him.
"Just tired of the shit around her.needed more excitement." He said finally, putting his chair back down.
"So that gives you a right to *shoot* people? Because you're BORED?" snapped Jean, Lance snapping his head towards her suddenly.
"Shut the hell up about what you don't know about, Red!" he said angrily. Jean stood up.
"Why should I? I mean, what could possibly make YOUR life so damn hard that you would take it out on other people like that?!" she shouted as she stood, Lance shooting out of his chair as well, towering over her by at least four inches.
Lance grabbed her arm and just as Duncan stood up. Taking off the fingerless glove from his hand, Jean stared down at his wrist. Angry red marks stared back.
"Bad enough that my foster dad tries to kill me in my sleep. Need to know more?" He asked extremely quietly, his eyes burning into hers. Jean's eyes brimmed with tears as she shook her head and pulled away.
Lance let go of her and moved to the other side of the room as Wanda began humming to herself. Duncan looked up at Wanda, and then around at the rest of them, realizing they had unconsciously gathered in a small circle.
Scott was sitting on the ground leaning against one of the tables, and Duncan was in the chair beside him facing Jean, who was sitting on another chair. Lance was sitting on a table, still away from Jean but closer to the others, and Wanda was sitting against a bookcase, feet propped up on a couple of dictionaries.
"So what are *you* in here for?" Duncan asked Wanda finally. Wanda looked up, surprised. Dark makeup covered her eyes and hid the brightness of the brilliantly green eyes. (I believe they're green. Inform me if I'm wrong. XD) She looked around as all eyes and bodies turned to her.
"Well, I didn't really have anything better to do." she said, surprising everyone, "Pietro and I are having a bit of difficulty living in the same house so I decided to come here. And my father.well, he's just a jackass." Jean sighed.
"I wish *I* had come here by choice.." and Lance looked over at her.
"What did a little Miss Perfect like you do anyway?" he asked a bit curiously. Jean narrowed her eyes but answered him anyway.
"I skipped school to go to an out of town soccer game. I didn't want to skip school but it was a really awesome game and I just *really* wanted to see it. Damned Kitty Pryde turned me in." Lance snickered. "Ah, how the mighty have fallen.."
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K.C: Hm, slightly interesting, I was trying to start showing signs of interest in each other of certain characters..XD Tainted and I will get into more of that later.
*prods Tainted* Your turn XD
*waves*
T: Yeah, I know it's my turn, hold your horses will you? My cat ate the insects I need to have for a biology project; it actually brought me to tears because he ate my praying mantis, cicada, and katydid, which took me forever to catch! So I'm trying to solve that problem, if I don't update for a while. Oh, and on the last paragraph or so, I changed the word 'orbs' back to 'eyes', because it didn't seem to fit too well, heh, sorry.
