Chapter 5,
A few hours later..
Everyone in the house was up. Needless to say there wasn't a quiet minuet. Alex looked in from the living room; taking a good look at the people she had only known for one day. It was different from her home, she noticed just then. A dummy would have to over look Logan's mud splattered leather boots. That very instant Alex would have loved to throw them off the marble tabletop. With a sigh Alex took a seat beside the window. She looked out at the trees and thought about how different the place looked from the outside. She remembered the feeling of the dream and how much she had too wanted the kiss just as bad as he did. The dreams usually didn't work that way.she could never make things happen. Nothing about her power had ever changed. Why now.. why here. Alex ran a hand threw her brown hair. Everything about her was changing and she had no one to talk to about it. There was always Bobby but she could never tell him the personal things that she felt.
She raised her head up and smiled watching Bobby Drake pass by her. His hair was still wet from the shower. His tall features brought out the deep lines in his face. Making Bobby look more or a man than the boy he was years ago. A small frown appeared on her face watching him never say a word, just kept on walking into the kitchen.
She looked on the couch beside her.. John Allerdyce sat flicking his lighter like usual. "John Allerdyce the flame thrower." That's what Rogue had called him last night. She watched him, his brown eyes focusing on the lighter like it was life. He stared at the single flame, like he was in another world. The funny thing about John was that he wanted to always be called Pyro. Only on special occasions would he ever use his real name. He took pride in his power and the name that came with it. Alex imagined the look of fire, Colorful oxygen breather who could wipe away anything in its path. She thought of fire as more of a killer than a lifesaver. Pyro was dark and mysterious looking, not to mention his eyes were so brown they looked red. She watched him flicking his lighter back and forth. Then she remembered Bobby. Sensitive passionate Bobby. Who's eyes were the color of the sky just before sunrise, and shined like diamonds. How closely both boys power resembled themselves. Complete Opposites Fire and Ice. Pyro could blow any minuet while Bobby was as cold as Ice.
John suddenly felt her eyes on her and stooped watching the flame.
"I didn't know anyone was watching.." John said looking a little embarrassed. With one more flick of his lighter he put the Zippo in his jean pocket and turned back to Alex.
"I'm sorry I was just curious."
"That's okay everyone stares at me like that, I think its funny." John said laughing a little.
Alex looked at John her gaze glaring into his. She took in everything about him.the way his mouth twitched when he was nervous, she had never met anyone that looked or acted like John. This was a good and a bad thing. Have a dream or a moment about a person's life you had to take the person in. Alex set there watching the way he moved and talked. She wanted to find out what was so different about him..and why he was so quiet.
"It must get a little annoying." She said trying to laugh a little.
"Well I mean I just tell people to go to hell and they finally quite staring at me. I think I scare people. But how, how could anyone be scared at this face?" John said showing all teeth while smiling. This time Alex didn't have to fake laughing.they laughed together for a few seconds.
Bobby entered the living room and eyed the two on the couch. John always did this. He always stole the things that meant the most to him. But he couldn't help but stare at them. She looked happier with John then she had this morning with him. Bobby thought to himself. 'I told her some of the things I had never told John; they were probably laughing about him right now. Who can I trust?' He almost said aloud. He grabbed his jacket and went outside. He had to get away.
A few hours later..
Everyone in the house was up. Needless to say there wasn't a quiet minuet. Alex looked in from the living room; taking a good look at the people she had only known for one day. It was different from her home, she noticed just then. A dummy would have to over look Logan's mud splattered leather boots. That very instant Alex would have loved to throw them off the marble tabletop. With a sigh Alex took a seat beside the window. She looked out at the trees and thought about how different the place looked from the outside. She remembered the feeling of the dream and how much she had too wanted the kiss just as bad as he did. The dreams usually didn't work that way.she could never make things happen. Nothing about her power had ever changed. Why now.. why here. Alex ran a hand threw her brown hair. Everything about her was changing and she had no one to talk to about it. There was always Bobby but she could never tell him the personal things that she felt.
She raised her head up and smiled watching Bobby Drake pass by her. His hair was still wet from the shower. His tall features brought out the deep lines in his face. Making Bobby look more or a man than the boy he was years ago. A small frown appeared on her face watching him never say a word, just kept on walking into the kitchen.
She looked on the couch beside her.. John Allerdyce sat flicking his lighter like usual. "John Allerdyce the flame thrower." That's what Rogue had called him last night. She watched him, his brown eyes focusing on the lighter like it was life. He stared at the single flame, like he was in another world. The funny thing about John was that he wanted to always be called Pyro. Only on special occasions would he ever use his real name. He took pride in his power and the name that came with it. Alex imagined the look of fire, Colorful oxygen breather who could wipe away anything in its path. She thought of fire as more of a killer than a lifesaver. Pyro was dark and mysterious looking, not to mention his eyes were so brown they looked red. She watched him flicking his lighter back and forth. Then she remembered Bobby. Sensitive passionate Bobby. Who's eyes were the color of the sky just before sunrise, and shined like diamonds. How closely both boys power resembled themselves. Complete Opposites Fire and Ice. Pyro could blow any minuet while Bobby was as cold as Ice.
John suddenly felt her eyes on her and stooped watching the flame.
"I didn't know anyone was watching.." John said looking a little embarrassed. With one more flick of his lighter he put the Zippo in his jean pocket and turned back to Alex.
"I'm sorry I was just curious."
"That's okay everyone stares at me like that, I think its funny." John said laughing a little.
Alex looked at John her gaze glaring into his. She took in everything about him.the way his mouth twitched when he was nervous, she had never met anyone that looked or acted like John. This was a good and a bad thing. Have a dream or a moment about a person's life you had to take the person in. Alex set there watching the way he moved and talked. She wanted to find out what was so different about him..and why he was so quiet.
"It must get a little annoying." She said trying to laugh a little.
"Well I mean I just tell people to go to hell and they finally quite staring at me. I think I scare people. But how, how could anyone be scared at this face?" John said showing all teeth while smiling. This time Alex didn't have to fake laughing.they laughed together for a few seconds.
Bobby entered the living room and eyed the two on the couch. John always did this. He always stole the things that meant the most to him. But he couldn't help but stare at them. She looked happier with John then she had this morning with him. Bobby thought to himself. 'I told her some of the things I had never told John; they were probably laughing about him right now. Who can I trust?' He almost said aloud. He grabbed his jacket and went outside. He had to get away.