John woke up. He was lying in bed, all by himself. He glanced up at the clock above his head. When he tried to lift his head, though, he felt a massive pain that made it feel like it was going to fall off. John gasped and put his head back down. He sighed and waited for the pain to go away, though he knew it would take a few days for it to disappear.

Suddenly John heard a sound that made him open his eyes wide. "Hello?"

John turned his head to the side and groaned. "Who is it…" All John knew was that it was a girl who had spoken, and a familiar voice it was too.

"Wakey wakey, sleepyhead," she said, giggling. "Who do you think it is?"

"How the hell am I s'posed to know, I can't see anything past my bed."

"It's you're annoying sister, you idiot." Suddenly John recognised the voice. It was the one of Mikaela Allerdyce.

"Oh, great," John complained, turning on his stomach to bury his face in his pillow. "Just what I need for an extra headache…"

Mikaela laughed. "Oh, come on silly, I know you've got some in yah. Get up!"

"No way."

"Yes way. You are getting up right NOW."

"Shut up before I burn your pants off."

Mikaela grinned. She felt now was the right time to tell him her secret. "No, you shut up." She walked slowly to the edge of her brother's bed. "Or I'll sizzle your brains out."

"And exactly how are you going to do it?"

"Easy."

She walked over to the light switch and flicked it on. "Watch." Mikaela ran to the centre of the room and stood under the light bulb. What John saw next nearly made him fall out of bed. His sister was draining the electricity out of the bulb! Mikaela clenched her fist and hopped over to John's side. She unclenched her hand. There, floating in mid-air about a centimetre off her palm, was a perfectly round ball…of electricity.

John sat there with his jaw hanging open. He was so shocked that he had forgotten about his head.

"Now GET UP!" she yelled before he could say anything. She closed her fist again and the ball of electricity vanished.

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John had been dying to see Rogue. After the discovery of his mutant sister he happened to get on a speedy recovery, and he was soon as healthy as a broad bean, even though it had only been about 2 days since Mystique knocked him out cold. He hadn't seen his sister since.

One thing John feared, though, as he walked down the corridor, was that he might meet Bobby again. He dreaded what Mystique would have said to him, and Bobby always had a bit of a grudge against John.

He walked around the corner and saw someone approach him, glaring. John groaned. Here we go again…

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A/N: Yay! Chapter 2 is FINISHED! And I'm sorry it's so short…=( Ah well. And I'm sorry it's extremely gay. I promise this will be as gay as it gets in this fic…NO gayer…I think I was on crack when I wrote this…crack is bad for you, little kiddies. Very bad. Oh, and I don't smoke or take drugs or anything. It's just an exaggeration. Mmkay? Okay! Now, ta-ta girlies! Smell youz later! : -D