A/N: All of you Duncan haters (presumably everybody) will probably like
this chapter ::winkwink:: If I say anymore, I'll ruin it for u-I prolly
have already buh o well
The weekend. (Jean's room)
Jean sat on her bed, thinking. She had just made up her mind to break up with Duncan on Monday, but was still feeling guilty about it. She was sure she was making the right choice, as she knew that she didn't like Duncan in that way. But half of her still felt guilty, while the other half felt relieved. Why? Because it would give her a chance with Scott, of course. *No! That's not true! * *Stop it, Jean! Ororo told you to follow your heart! * she sighed, for what felt like the millionth time.
That Friday, at school.
Scott closed his locker, and walked down the hall. He was feeling quite depressed, as that night there was a dance coming up. He wanted to ask Jean, of course, but she was probably going with Duncan. He really didn't feel like taking Taryn, who had asked over and over again. In fact, he had just denied her request a minute ago. He looked up, and started. A big crowd had formed just outside the main doors of the school. Through a tiny crack between two people, he could just see Jean and Duncan, and Jean looked furious. He pushed his way through the throng of people, eager to get a front-row view.
"What are you talking about, Jeannie?" Duncan asked stupidly. "You can't break up with me!"
"Oh yeah? Just watch me!" Jean yelled. "We're over for good Duncan, and don't think any of your pitiful pleading can get us back together!" Duncan just stared at her.
"Co-" Duncan hadn't even had a chance to finish the word he was saying before Jean plowed right through him, both verbally and physically.
"Just shut up Duncan! And don't come near me again!" Jean pushed her way through him, and then through the crowd, where Scott was waiting for her. She linked her arm through is, and practically pulled him to his car. Scott, being the gentleman that he was, opened the passenger door for her, and she sat down gracefully with a curt 'Thanks' to Scott. Then he went around the back of the car and slipped into the front seat himself. During the car ride, neither of them spoke, although inside, Scott wanted to yell and scream for joy.
When they reached the mansion, Jean opened the door and walked into the mansion without a backward glance. Scott sat back in the front seat, thinking about what had happened earlier. Finally, the facts sunk in. Jean had broken up with Duncan! That meant that maybe, just maybe, he had a chance to ask her to the dance that night! He could practically see the bright beacon of light through the cloudy sky. He jumped out of the car and raced up to his room, getting ready to summon up the guts to ask Jean to the dance.
Jean's room.
She felt relieved and not one bit guilty for dumping Duncan's sorry ass. She even felt proud of herself. Jean leaned back in her chair and relaxed, feeling like a huge load had been taken off her shoulders. She looked at her watch. Kitty and the other would probably be home soon. She felt sure that they had been somewhere in the crowd when she had yelled at Duncan, and when they got home, she wouldn't be hearing the end of one of Kitty's rants about how proud she was that Jean had dumped Duncan anytime soon. She smiled, and no sooner had she finished it had Kitty phased through the wall, backpack still on her back and two textbooks clutched to her chest, clutching Rogue's upper arm. Rogue was wearing an exasperated face, showing that she had tried (in vain) to stop Kitty, and flashed an apologetic look towards Jean. Jean smiled back. Rogue gave her a tiny grin. Kitty dropped her stuff on Jean's bed, then plopped down on it herself. Rogue sat down on the bed next to her.
"Ohmigosh! I, like, can't believe you actually broke up with Duncan!" she squealed. "So are you gonna, like, go out with Scott now?!" Jean groaned internally. *Nevermind, * she thought. *It's gonna be one of her 'You like Scott!' rants; it was going to be even longer than her Duncan ones *
"So, like, are you gonna go to the dance with Scott?" Kitty asked, eyes full of hope. Behind her, Rogue rolled her eyes.
"Uhh..." Jean didn't know what to say. On one hand, she wanted to go to the dance with Scott, but on the other, what if he rejected her?
"Jean!!" Kitty screeched. Both Rogue and Jean winced. "But you, like, have to go with Scott! You two were, like, meant for each other!"
"Kitty, we've been through this." Jean whined.
"No!" Kitty exclaimed. "I'm not going to leave you alone until you agree to go to the dance with Scott!" Jean rolled her eyes.
"How much longer do ah have to go through this?" Rogue said. "Kitty, Ah love ya, but Ah don't take kindly to this kinda stuff," Jean stifled a giggle. Kitty frowned at Rogue, then continued her rant.
"OK, OK." Jean suddenly took a stand. "If I go and talk to Scott, will that make you leave me alone?"
"Done!" Kitty squealed excitedly and dragged a groaning Rogue out of Jean's room. Jean followed them out, turning in the opposite direction towards Scott's room. She held up and fist and knocked lightly on his closed door.
Scott went to open the door. When he saw Jean standing there, he was surprised. He thought she wasn't going to talk to him for a long time.
"Can I talk to you, Scott?" she said softly, looking directly into his eyes through his glasses.
"Sure. Uh, come in." he said. *Real smooth, Summers * He stepped back, allowing her to come in and sit on his bed with him. She curled her feet under her chin and looked at him.
"Scott, I'm so sorry for kissing you, I didn't know what I was thinking," she stated simply, sounding guilty.
"Ah-It's ok," he said.
"I don't know why I did it. I mean, I barely knew what I was doing," she said, turning her head. "We're still friends though, right?"
"Of course, Jean. I don't know what I'd do without you," he said gently. She smiled warmly back at him. "Are you ok? I mean, your break-up?"
"Yeah. I don't even know why I agreed to go out with the jerk," she admitted sheepishly. "I guess it was because I wanted to be normal, and I was thrilled that someone popular and normal was interested in me, even though I'm a mutant."
Scott paused, then, his mouth running dry, asked, "D'you wanna go to the dance with me tonight?"
"I'd love to," she smiled softly. She got up and hugged Scott tightly, planted a small kiss on his cheek, then turned and walked out of his room. *Yes! She said yes! * Scott smiled and touched his cheek where she had kissed him, blushing slightly. For the rest of the afternoon, Scott just couldn't manage to wipe the smile off his face.
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The weekend. (Jean's room)
Jean sat on her bed, thinking. She had just made up her mind to break up with Duncan on Monday, but was still feeling guilty about it. She was sure she was making the right choice, as she knew that she didn't like Duncan in that way. But half of her still felt guilty, while the other half felt relieved. Why? Because it would give her a chance with Scott, of course. *No! That's not true! * *Stop it, Jean! Ororo told you to follow your heart! * she sighed, for what felt like the millionth time.
That Friday, at school.
Scott closed his locker, and walked down the hall. He was feeling quite depressed, as that night there was a dance coming up. He wanted to ask Jean, of course, but she was probably going with Duncan. He really didn't feel like taking Taryn, who had asked over and over again. In fact, he had just denied her request a minute ago. He looked up, and started. A big crowd had formed just outside the main doors of the school. Through a tiny crack between two people, he could just see Jean and Duncan, and Jean looked furious. He pushed his way through the throng of people, eager to get a front-row view.
"What are you talking about, Jeannie?" Duncan asked stupidly. "You can't break up with me!"
"Oh yeah? Just watch me!" Jean yelled. "We're over for good Duncan, and don't think any of your pitiful pleading can get us back together!" Duncan just stared at her.
"Co-" Duncan hadn't even had a chance to finish the word he was saying before Jean plowed right through him, both verbally and physically.
"Just shut up Duncan! And don't come near me again!" Jean pushed her way through him, and then through the crowd, where Scott was waiting for her. She linked her arm through is, and practically pulled him to his car. Scott, being the gentleman that he was, opened the passenger door for her, and she sat down gracefully with a curt 'Thanks' to Scott. Then he went around the back of the car and slipped into the front seat himself. During the car ride, neither of them spoke, although inside, Scott wanted to yell and scream for joy.
When they reached the mansion, Jean opened the door and walked into the mansion without a backward glance. Scott sat back in the front seat, thinking about what had happened earlier. Finally, the facts sunk in. Jean had broken up with Duncan! That meant that maybe, just maybe, he had a chance to ask her to the dance that night! He could practically see the bright beacon of light through the cloudy sky. He jumped out of the car and raced up to his room, getting ready to summon up the guts to ask Jean to the dance.
Jean's room.
She felt relieved and not one bit guilty for dumping Duncan's sorry ass. She even felt proud of herself. Jean leaned back in her chair and relaxed, feeling like a huge load had been taken off her shoulders. She looked at her watch. Kitty and the other would probably be home soon. She felt sure that they had been somewhere in the crowd when she had yelled at Duncan, and when they got home, she wouldn't be hearing the end of one of Kitty's rants about how proud she was that Jean had dumped Duncan anytime soon. She smiled, and no sooner had she finished it had Kitty phased through the wall, backpack still on her back and two textbooks clutched to her chest, clutching Rogue's upper arm. Rogue was wearing an exasperated face, showing that she had tried (in vain) to stop Kitty, and flashed an apologetic look towards Jean. Jean smiled back. Rogue gave her a tiny grin. Kitty dropped her stuff on Jean's bed, then plopped down on it herself. Rogue sat down on the bed next to her.
"Ohmigosh! I, like, can't believe you actually broke up with Duncan!" she squealed. "So are you gonna, like, go out with Scott now?!" Jean groaned internally. *Nevermind, * she thought. *It's gonna be one of her 'You like Scott!' rants; it was going to be even longer than her Duncan ones *
"So, like, are you gonna go to the dance with Scott?" Kitty asked, eyes full of hope. Behind her, Rogue rolled her eyes.
"Uhh..." Jean didn't know what to say. On one hand, she wanted to go to the dance with Scott, but on the other, what if he rejected her?
"Jean!!" Kitty screeched. Both Rogue and Jean winced. "But you, like, have to go with Scott! You two were, like, meant for each other!"
"Kitty, we've been through this." Jean whined.
"No!" Kitty exclaimed. "I'm not going to leave you alone until you agree to go to the dance with Scott!" Jean rolled her eyes.
"How much longer do ah have to go through this?" Rogue said. "Kitty, Ah love ya, but Ah don't take kindly to this kinda stuff," Jean stifled a giggle. Kitty frowned at Rogue, then continued her rant.
"OK, OK." Jean suddenly took a stand. "If I go and talk to Scott, will that make you leave me alone?"
"Done!" Kitty squealed excitedly and dragged a groaning Rogue out of Jean's room. Jean followed them out, turning in the opposite direction towards Scott's room. She held up and fist and knocked lightly on his closed door.
Scott went to open the door. When he saw Jean standing there, he was surprised. He thought she wasn't going to talk to him for a long time.
"Can I talk to you, Scott?" she said softly, looking directly into his eyes through his glasses.
"Sure. Uh, come in." he said. *Real smooth, Summers * He stepped back, allowing her to come in and sit on his bed with him. She curled her feet under her chin and looked at him.
"Scott, I'm so sorry for kissing you, I didn't know what I was thinking," she stated simply, sounding guilty.
"Ah-It's ok," he said.
"I don't know why I did it. I mean, I barely knew what I was doing," she said, turning her head. "We're still friends though, right?"
"Of course, Jean. I don't know what I'd do without you," he said gently. She smiled warmly back at him. "Are you ok? I mean, your break-up?"
"Yeah. I don't even know why I agreed to go out with the jerk," she admitted sheepishly. "I guess it was because I wanted to be normal, and I was thrilled that someone popular and normal was interested in me, even though I'm a mutant."
Scott paused, then, his mouth running dry, asked, "D'you wanna go to the dance with me tonight?"
"I'd love to," she smiled softly. She got up and hugged Scott tightly, planted a small kiss on his cheek, then turned and walked out of his room. *Yes! She said yes! * Scott smiled and touched his cheek where she had kissed him, blushing slightly. For the rest of the afternoon, Scott just couldn't manage to wipe the smile off his face.
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