CHAPTER 6                                                      THE JUMP OFF

Author's note- When the text is italicized then the character is thinking, if it's in ~the swiggle marks~ then it's a song playing. If the text is in between **stars** they character's are singing. When bolded then the character's are shouting.
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"Claudette, I'm not sure about this." Wanda said, insecure about the results of Claudette's experimental hairstyle on her.
"Oh, don't worry so much." Claudette told the girl, "I want to go in a whole new direction with your look."
"But I don't want to look like one of those little Christina Spears wannabees."
"Wanda, Wanda, Wanda. Trust me sweetheart. You will look fabulous."
Claudette was in her and Nicole's room, putting the finishing touches on Wanda's hair. She was sewing in extensions, the length was just below the shoulders, and it accented Wanda very well. Claudette fixed Wanda up with one of her old dresses. It was black with red and white floral print on it, and was a lacy fabric underneath that peeked through the bottom, just barely exposing it. She gave her a pair of black sling-back platforms. Wanda was very skeptical to the idea at first, but with a little persuasion from Nicole and Claudette, she was getting primped for a night out with the notorious St. Croix twins. Nicole told her that they were going to a party at a club called Captivate, but she never told her with who. She just said a couple of girls from school. And it was vice-versa.

Wanda was looking at herself in the mirror. She couldn't believe it, she looked as if she were a teen movie star. A completely different person. She looked like a darker version of Rogue. As Wanda was looking at herself, trying to figure out who she was, Nicole came in putting in a pair of large hooped earrings. "Claudette where are my shoes..." She began but changed the subject when she saw Wanda, "Wow! Wanda, you look remarkable."
"You really like it?" Wanda asked, delicately pulling her hair.
"Yes. How could you not like it? You look gorgeous."
Wanda blushed, she couldn't believe herself.

Claudette looked at Wanda, basking in the glow of her masterpiece. Then she realized something that would accent her look. "Whoa, Wanda, wait just one second." She went over to the jewelry box on her nightstand. She took out a necklace with a cross charm on it. "Here this will make you seem like the original, while accenting the improved." She put it around her neck. Wanda was touched by what they were doing for her. She had never had real friends like them before. It was sort of hard to get close to anyone when you're running for no reason at all. Nicole looked at Wanda and began to tear up. "Oh god you guys." Nicole said, "You two are going to ruin my makeup before I even leave." Nicole grabbed her shoes and dashed back to the bathroom. But it was occupied now. She knocked, Pietro answered, "Busy. Be out in a minute."

Nicole was frustrated so she ran over to Lance's room. She burst through his door, as he was lying on his bed, thinking. He sat up quickly when Nicole opened the door. Nicole rushed in front of his mirror and started reapplying her eyeliner. Lance was mind-blown by the spectacle of beauty before him.
"Ow! Sexy mama." He stated.
Nicole just smirked and said, "Shut up."
Lance had obvious found many girls attractive, but Nicole took the cake. She looked amazing all dolled up. Nicole had on a white halter-top, and dark denim miniskirt with glitter in the fabric, making it barely shimmer. Her hair was down and cut in layers, she actually let Claudette highlight her hair a sunny blonde color. Lance was thinking about Nicole, God, I would love to get up under that skirt. Those sexy legs of hers. Hmmm!! Scrumptious.
"So you going to the party?" Nicole asked Lance. She sat next to him on the bed and began putting on her shoes.
"Yeah. I think me and Pietro might crash a little later." He said, watching her lace up her platforms up her calves.
"Well, I hope you aren't going to dump me for another girl at the party."
She waited for a reply but Lance was in his own little world.
"Well Lance, I hope you aren't going to dump for another girl at the party." Nicole said to him, looking him in his eyes.
"Never baby. I would never dump you for anyone else." He said putting his finger under her chin.

Nicole gets up and pushes him back on the bed. She begins straddling him, taking his hands and guiding them to her thighs, up her skirt. "I've always wanted to do this. I want you so bad, Lance. It's been killing me not telling you how I felt."
"I know you have. I could tell the first day we met. I'm very irresistible."
"You're right about that sweetie."
"Get those luscious lips down here and kiss me."
"I thought you'd never ask."
As Nicole leaned down, she was calling his name. "Oh Lance, Lance....."

..."Lance, Lance, Lance!" Nicole shouted trying to get his attention.
"Huh?" He said coming out of his daydream.
"What are you doing?"
"Nothing. I just had something on my mind."
"Yyyyeah. I must go. I guess I'll see you there."
"I guess you will."
Nicole got up and strutted enticingly across the room and out the door. She knew what Lance had been thinking about, and she knew that he was going to watch her as she left the room. So she thought she'd heighten the level of attraction. She was right, Lance was definitely watching her. When Nicole was out of sight, he fell back on the bed. He looked up at the ceiling (mirrors above his bed actually), and sighed, "And that fine creature wants Summers." He put a pillow over his face, wanting to hide his shame.

Nicole went down the hall, passing Claudette and Pietro making out, with Pietro against the wall. "Did I tell you how hot you look in that?" Pietro told whispered to her.
"Maybe later on, you can see how it looks on the floor..." Claudette whispered to him, finger her fingers across his bare chest.
"Uhmm. I think I'd like that very much." He said kissing her back, putting his hands on her butt.
The outfit they were referring to was a black cutoff tank top, black hot pants, black, knee-high, suede stiletto boots and black leather duster. Her had her hair pulled up in a high ponytail with a few banged tendrils on the side of her face. She too highlighted her hair, but it was copper red color. "Claudette. Come on here. I don't want to miss the party. I would like to actually go to there sometime this millennium." Nicole shouted from downstairs as she and Wanda waited for the frisky couple to wrap up their lip lock. Wanda had got one of her long jackets to cover her up until they got there. Nicole wore a white knitted duster.

As Nicole and Wanda waited, Wanda picked up a magazine and started reading. When Claudette came downstairs, she was leading Pietro downstairs. Lance was following them downstairs, and Todd had come out of the bathroom downstairs to finish watching TV. He sat down and turned on the TV. Pietro noticed Wanda reading the magazine, but didn't know exactly who she was. Pietro came down the stairs in Khakis and his shirt in his hand. As he put his shirt over his head, he thought he'd find out who the mystery girl was.
"And who is this foxy lady here?" He said suavely.
"It's me you, you moron." She retorted annoyed.
"AH! That's an image, I have to quickly erase from my head."
Todd looked at Wanda and stood up to get a better look at her.
"Wanda?" He said, "Yo, girl, I swear I didn't recognize you."
Wanda looked Todd, wanting a better reaction. She was already unsure of her look.

"You look amazing." He comeback with. "You were already beautiful. You look so fine, like that."
"Thank you, Todd." She said, happy about the better reaction, she started blushing. She was actually started to like Todd a lot more than she did when she first moved in. "So Claudette, are you two done sucking face now?"

"Yeah, but give me just a second. I'll meet y'all at the car." She told her. As the girls went to the car, Claudette threw her arms around Pietro's neck. "You promise you're coming?"

"Babe, why would I make a promise I couldn't keep?"

"Well I guess so." She answered; he gave her a little peck.

"I promise."

"Alright, Let me go before they have stroke." Claudette gave him a peck back, and she turned to leave.

"Stay sexy." He said while smacking her butt. She turned back around to him shocked. But she knew she had to go, she left without saying anything.

Todd was still in shock by Wanda's appearance. "Hey yo Pietro?"

"Yeah."

"You and Lance are still going to that party, right?"

"Uh huh."

"Take me with you."

"Why?"

"This could be my night to finally sweep Wanda off her feet."

"Yeah, right, Todd. Like that will ever happen."

"So what you sayin'? You sayin' I don't have a chance with your sister?"

"No, I'm saying you don't have a chance in hell."

"Whatever. I'll prove it to you tonight, yo."

"OK, you can go. But I'm telling you, dude. It's not gonna happen."

Todd started bouncing on the walls, upstairs to get ready for the party.

Lance sat back, ready in a casual but dressy, gray slacks and black tee shirt, staring at Pietro and Todd.

"I can't believe you're doing all this. Just to keep Nicole away from Summers." Pietro exclaimed to Lance.

"Like you should talk." Lance retaliated. "Whatever happened to Mr. Hit-and-run? Or was that spectacle and all of the last three weeks just an act?'

"Hey now, Lance my man. It is just an act. But your thing, I highly doubt this is just an act."

"It isn't. This is gonna keep me away from ever having to deal with those X-losers anymore outside of battling."

"Stop. Lancie Pooh. You're covering something."

"No, I'm not."

"You like this chick, don't you?"

Lance didn't hesitate with his answer, "Yeah, I do. I got it bad too." He felt like he might as well tell the truth.

"You're admitting it?"

"Dude, I was fantasizing about her and she was sitting right next to me."

"Hey man that's not unusual."

"It's is when you get the feeling that she knows that you are."

"How do you know that?"

"She strutted out the room."

"Ohhhhh."

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Nicole pulled out of the driveway in her and Claudette's new car, a ice blue convertible. Claudette was pumped up, she hadn't been clubbing since she and Nicole left their aunt and uncle's in Georgia. She turned on the radio to get even more pumped, as soon as she heard the song, she turned the volume up high. The song was The Magic Stick by Lil' Kim and 50 cent, Claudette was in the passenger side singing and dancing. 

*** I got the magic stick
I know if I can hit once, I can hit twice
I hit the baddest chicks
Shorty don't believe me, then call me tonight
And I'll show you magic -- WHAT! WHAT!
Magic, uh-huh, uh-huh, I've got the magic stick ***

Nicole waited until Claudette wasn't looking, and she turned the volume down very low.

"Hey." Claudette said, realizing what Nicole did.

"Hey nothing." Nicole replied. "I don't want you acting like you did in Atlanta."

"Oh, Nicole what ever do you mean?" She asked trying to act innocent.

"Don't play stupid. You know what I'm talking about. Let's not forget the bar fight you started on Jamila's birthday."

"You started a bar fight, Claudette?" Wanda asked becoming very interested in the conversation after hearing that.

"Yeah, but it wasn't anything big." Claudette answered, "Everett bailed us out that night. Uncle Armand didn't even find out about it."

Wanda sat back in the rear passenger seats and exploded with laughter. Nicole rolled her eyes at Claudette, who just grinned at her. After Wanda stop laughing, she sat up and spoke to Nicole.

"OK, Who are the other girls you're picking up?" She asked.

Nicole hesitant to tell her, looked at Claudette. Claudette turned to Wanda in the back, and told her, "Well they asked us to keep it a secret until we meet up."

Wanda thought of who it might be, then shook her head at the thought.

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"Like where are they?" Kitty asked pacing back and forth in front of the picnic table. Rogue and Damia sat on top of the table-watching Kitty pace back and forth. Remy and John were riding with Pietro and Lance; Jean, Kurt, and Evan rode over with Scott; and the girls agreed to have Nicole drive them. They were to meet them at the park, and the twins were bringing another girl from school, that they had yet to name. Kitty was wearing a powder blue tube top and a long, matching skirt with high slits up the sides, and straw-colored platform sandals. Kitty shockingly pulled her hair down into Indian pigtails; this was a very different look for her. Rogue wore a red, white, and blue racer's cat suit, biker gloves, and her signature black boots. Her hair was combed all to the back, making her look very much like the fourth Charlie's Angel. Damia wore a black minidress with embroidered rose vines spiraling around the dress, with very cute black stilettos, her hair was down, making her show off that true, Grecian beauty.
"Calm down, sugah." Rogue told Kitty, "They'll be here."

"Yes, Kitty." Damia reassured, "They wouldn't leave us here stranded."
"Well, if like you think so." Kitty said back to them. "Rogue, Damia, I like really don't know why you guys hang out with those two anyway. That Claudette girl's totally a troublemaker, and like her sister...Well I've like had major bad vibes about her."

Rogue understood what Kitty meant, more than Kitty did actually. Rogue was the only one who knew the true identity of the girl that fought Scott a couple weeks ago, the twins. She didn't want to let the other X-men know, fearing what might come of it later. "Kitty, we know ya in a hurry ta be there, but ya gotta have faith in 'em. Nicole wouldn't leave us here."

"Though we're not too sure about Miss Attitude."

Just as Damia finished her sentence, the girls' convertible pulls up. Nicole, Claudette, and Wanda get out the car, and walk over to them. The girls that had been waiting were trying to get a good look at the other girl with the twins. At first, they didn't notice that it was actually Wanda, thinking that the girl looked like an Italian teen movie star. But Rogue got a good look at her when Wanda looked up after raking though her hair. Wanda looked at Rogue, and realized that their other guests were the X-girls.
Rogue and Wanda pointed and each other and said in unison, "YOU!" The girls charged at each other, Claudette and Nicole grabbed Wanda, and Kitty and Damia grabbed Rogue. The two girls had been holding a grudge against each since Remy left the house and moved into the mansion.
Nicole and Claudette had no idea how mad they were with each other. "Guys, It's not worth it." Claudette told them, still restraining Wanda. "At least not tonight."
Damia and Nicole were able to calm down Rogue and Wanda.
"You guys. I am so sorry." Nicole told the X-girls. "I had no idea that they were holding a grudge with each other."
"Nicole, take me back to the house." Wanda demanded. "If I have to ride with white stripes here, then I don't want to go."
"Oh yea!" Rogue called back to her. "Well if witch hazel has ah problem with meh, she should lurk in da darkness like she's used ta!"
"You guys, stop." Nicole told the two, "Let's not start this tonight. Wanda, I'm not taking you home, Rogue you either."
"Oh, ah wasn't plannin' on goin'"
"Alright then. Girls, we're here right now because we want to go out and have a good time. Let's not let petty things get in the way of that. OK?"
"OK" Rogue said looking Wanda angrily

Wanda was hesitant at first, but answered, "Fine, but things are back to normal after tonight."

Nicole and Claudette hugged Wanda, and cheered. The girls got into the car, Rogue sat up front with Nicole and Claudette, and Kitty and Damia sat in back with Wanda.
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When the girls arrived at Captivate, Damia's name was on VIP, getting them instant access. A friend of John's was throwing the party, so John had her name put on there. Once inside, girls found a table in the corner, sat down and began scanning the place for familiar faces. Claudette saw the guys come in the club. When she spotted them, it was like a homing signal for Damia, Claudette, and Rogue, because they flocked to their direction. The guys had gotten a table and Nicole, Kitty, and Wanda were the only girls left at their table. Kitty started up a conversation with Nicole, while Nicole's eyes were still on the lookout for Scott.

"So, I like saw you and Lance in the hallway a couple weeks back." Kitty started, "Are you two like seeing each other or something?"
"Oh goodness no." Nicole answered. "Lance and I are just good friends. So he told me you used to go out with him. What happened with that?"
"It was like the timing was totally screwed up with us."
"Oh I see."
"What's this I hear about you and Scott Summers, Nicole?" Wanda asked joining the conversation.
"Seriously? You and Scott are like together? He like totally never said anything."
"Because we're not together. It's a little crush."
"Yeah right." Wanda said. "And I'm the next president of Saudi Arabia."
Nicole just giggled. "Well I guess I do like him a lot more than he thinks."
"Hey guys." Scott's voice said startling her.
"Hey." Nicole replied and the other's just waved as well.
"You look great tonight, Nicole."
"Thanks, Scott. You are looking pretty good, yourself."
"Thanks. You girls do too."
They smiled.
"Hey Scott?" Kitty called for his attention. "Like where are Kurt and Jean?"
"Um...I think they're dancing." Scott looked to the dance floor to find them; he surveyed the floor, spotted them, and pointed to them. "There they are."
"Alright, I'll see you guys later." Kitty got up and went to the dance floor to find Kurt.
"Well Nicole, I think I'll go to the bar." Wanda said, standing up. Then she walked away to the bar.
"You having fun so far?" Scott asked, pulling up a chair next to her.
"I just got here so I haven't really done anything yet."
"Well do you..."
"Scott!" A female voice called from below. Scott and Nicole looked over the railing to see Jean, Kurt, and Kitty dancing. It was Jean calling him. "Hey, come down here. Kitty took my dance partner. I need another one. C'mon!"
"Alright, just a sec." He shouted back. Nicole had been giving her the evil eye. Scott looked back Nicole, "Well, they're calling me. I'll see ya round?"
"I guess so."
Scott left her there. Nicole was getting irritated so she got up from their table and went to the bar with Wanda. She saw Wanda at the bar ordering two drinks at a time. Nicole strolled up on her and leaned up against the bar.
"Is your night shitty so far?" She asked her, very unenthusiastically.
"Actually, I've gotten three numbers for just standing here." Wanda answered. "And I've gotten free drinks from the bartender."
"Oh." Nicole said, she turned around to one of the bartenders. "A double shot of tequila and keep 'em comin."
While the bartender made her drink, Wanda called Nicole, "Hey look on the floor and your sister."


Nicole looked out into the dance floor and saw Claudette out there freak dancing with Pietro, next to her was Damia and John, Damia doing a very seductive dance, John was watching her more than he was dancing. She looked back at the guys table and noticed Rogue, Remy, Lance, Todd and Evan sitting back enjoying the view of other club goers and their diverse dancing styles. Nicole then took her attention back to Scott. Scott was dancing with Jean, and looking like he'd been having a good time with her. Nicole turned back to bar and downed the drink at once, and told them again to keep the drinks coming. Todd approached Wanda and the two went back to the girls' table with her to chat it up.
After about 5 songs, Pietro and Claudette headed back to the table, but Claudette noticed her sister at the bar not having much of a good time. So she went over to her and Pietro went back over to the table. Damia noticed her too and did the same as well. Nicole had been drinking but she wasn't drunk. As she ordered another drink, she was approached by the two girls.
"What's up girl?" Claudette asked. "You not having a good time?"
"Put it this way." She remarked, "If I had a choice of being here or being dunked in a tank full of flesh-eating acid. I'd pick the tank."
"Well Sweetness, if it will make you feel better, Scott's been asking about you." Damia informed her.
"Are you sure about that? Because last time I checked he was having a great time with Miss Perfect."
"He was just a second ago. He didn't know where you had gone, sis."
"Well whatever. If you need me, I'll be the African girl at the bar, downing drinks left and right."
Claudette was trying to think of a way to cheer her sister up. When all of a sudden, she heard her and Nicole's favorite party song, Danger by Mystikal.
"Oh no, that's our song, girl." Claudette said as she dragged Nicole to the dance floor.
"Claudette! What are you doing?" Nicole called out to her sister as she was dragged.
She pulled Nicole in front her and started dancing.
"I don't feel like dancing, Claude."
"Oh, come on Nic. Have a little fun with me, please?"
"I'm not feeling it right now."
Claudette looked up at the bar and noticed that Scott and Evan were up at the bar watching the two. "Summers is watching you."
"Really? You're not playing with me?"
"I'm serious. Show him what you got. Let's do our 'thing'."
"Our 'thing'. You think so?" She asked, getting more into the music.
"Definitely. If that doesn't get his complete attention, then you don't need him."
"Alright."
Nicole and Claudette were completely into the music. They'd begun to their 'thing', which was seductively dancing with each other. It was like their moves were flawless, it was like they had one mind. They were dancing; you would have thought they were together. Nicole's belly dancing would have put Shakira to shame. Claudette went down to the floor and Nicole crouched down over her, Nicole started pumping and Claudette was doing the same but from underneath her, as if they were in a compromising situation. The girls were arching and popping, their moves were on tact with the music:

~ Been so long (sing it!)
Since, he's been on
So please (get on the floor!)
Show me

What it is that you want to see ~

The girls definitely gained an audience. Evan and Scott had completely lost train of thought. Evan had even forgot he was talking to a girl at the bar. Nicole had now caught Scott, hook, line, and sinker. Scott had been thinking Nicole was in front of him belly dancing, and that she kissed him, deep and passionate. But not only those two, Pietro, Lance, and Remy were watching them as well, jaws dropped. When Rogue saw Remy staring she punched him in his back, knocking some sense into him. Pietro clearly wanted Claudette to be his one and only now. But he wouldn't tell the guys that. He also started taking interest in Nicole, so maybe they would be his only two rather than just Claudette.

Nicole had gotten lost in her dance; she forgot that she'd been dancing to attract Scott. The only thing on her mind was when Monet kissed Lance that night at the warehouse, and earlier that night when he was staring off into space. Somehow she was attracted to him as well, but maybe it was a part of Monet that was still making her feel this way. But the was no mistaking that Lance still wanted Nicole. That entire time, he was imagining her giving him that same dance up at the table. He couldn't believe himself; he was crushing on Bayville's newest snob.

Once the song was over Nicole and Claudette stopped, knowing that they bagged the audience. They left the dance floor, and went back up to the bar. Nicole paraded desirably around Scott and Evan and slid over next to Scott at the bar. Claudette walked back over to the girls' table.
"What the hell was that all about?" Wanda asked.

"That right there is a St. Croix specialty." Claudette answered, "That's gonna get my sister a red-eyed hottie."

Wanda and Todd sat back and laughed. Pietro approached Claudette and whispered in her ear. Claudette's eyes widened and she giggled. He sat in a chair next to hers and Claudette got up sat in his lap and they started making out.

"Fascinating dance." Scott commented. "Where'd learn to move like that?"

"I am African. It's like African women are build like to move like that."

"Really?"

"Yes, it's how the women in the villages of Algeria attract the men. They do a dance, and before you know it, the woman is getting married in a week."

"Interesting. Is there a chance I'll see more of this?"

"I don't know. You tell me."

Nicole was approached by Lance. "Hey Nicole, you want to dance?"

Nicole looked at Lance, then at Scott. She was still sort of upset with him for leaving her to dance with Jean. She looked up at Scott, "Yes, Lance. I would love to."

She gave Lance her hand, and he lead her down to the dance floor. She and Lance were having a great time dancing. There was one point where Nicole and Lance were all up on each other, and Scott was getting jealous watching them. Jean actually came by him as well with another guy hanging around her, but it wasn't anything compared to how he felt about Nicole and Lance at the moment. This was what Nicole wanted, make him jealous and it was in the bag for her. But at the same time, she was enjoying Lance's company. Nicole and Lance had embraced each other and they were so close, they were moving in for a kiss. Nicole realized what she was doing; she gasped, and pulled away. She left the dance floor and went back up to the table.

"What's wrong?" Wanda asked.

"Nothing, I'm just ready to go." Nicole answered. She looked around for her sister, "Where is Claudette?"

Wanda and Todd just pointed to the bar. Nicole turned to that direction and saw Claudette on top of the bar dancing. Nicole was getting frustrated; she knew her sister had been drinking too much. She ran over to the bar, and talked her sister off the bar. Damia and Rogue followed Nicole to the parking lot.

"You guys need a ride home now?" Nicole asked them.

"Is there something wrong?" Damia asked.

"No, it's nothing. I'm just ready to go. It's getting really late."

"Alright just give us a sec ta get our stuff." Rogue told her.

Rogue and Damia went back in the club. Scott ran out past them to catch up with Nicole dragging her drunken sister to the car.

"Nicole, Nicole." He called out to her.

She turned around and raised an eyebrow.

"Why are you leaving so soon?"

"It's getting kind of late, and I've got to get the Queen of Bourbon here home."

"Stay for a little longer, please."

"I can't. I would but I've got to get her home."

"Whaz yaaaaa name bubbey?!" Claudette slurred, drunk and staggering.

"See?"

"And whossese da easta' turtle ov New Jerzzayy?"

"I see your point. Well, Nicole, If your not doing anything tomorrow, I was wondering if you wanted to go to a movie or something?"

Nicole's face brightened, "Sure Scott, It would an honor."

"Alright, I'll pick you at about eight?"

"Yes. I'll see you then."

Claudette fell to her knees and started throwing up. Nicole clenched her teeth. Claudette then passed out in the parking lot in front of Nicole's feet.

"Uh.. Could you help me get her to my car, please?"

"Yeah."

Scott helped her get Claudette to the car. They threw Claudette in the back seat, she looked so peaceful, yet so nauseating.

"Thanks Scott."

"Hey it's no problem. Anything I can do to help."

Nicole saw this a golden opportunity. She gave Scott a peck on the lips.

"What was that for?"

"For being sweet."

Scott blushed. Rogue, Damia, Kitty, and Wanda came out of the club and saw the whole thing. Nicole saw them standing there.

"Well, my friends are ready to go. So I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Yeah. Well bye."

"Bye." He walked away, and back into the club.

The smiled and applauded her. Nicole was so happy she jumped up, squealed, and clicked her heels.

"I have a date with Scott Summers."