A Battle of Conscience
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. They're Marvel's.
Rated R for language and sexual situations.
Chapter 1
"Oh my God! I hate that new bitch!" Jubilee declared, as she walked out of the classroom with Kitty and Jamie. "First day and she's already got us doing a fucking essay".
"Yeah. Ms. Frost wants to come across as a hardass right away," Jamie agreed.
"Well, she doesn't want to get taken advantage of," Kitty argued.
"She's taking lessons from Mr. Summers," Jubilee griped. "By the way, have you seen the way she looks at Mr. Summers?"
"No!" Jamie laughed.
"Oh yeah! I saw her in his office earlier when I had to ask him a question about algebra. She was undressing him with her eyes".
"So what?" Jamie challenged. "So do a lot of girls. Kitty does it…"
"I do not!" Kitty insisted.
"Bullshit. You ask him questions in class just so that you can stare at his ass while he writes the answers on the board".
"No, I don't!" Kitty's face was turning bright red.
"Anyways," Jubilee continued. "It's different with Ms. Frost. She's his age".
"What does age have to do with it?" Jamie asked. "What about Rogue and Logan? You know she wants him. Huge fucking age difference".
"That's different too. They have a weird connection".
"That's a double standard".
"Who cares? This issue we're talking about is how Ms. Frost looks like she wants to fuck Mr. Summers!"
Jean Grey stared contently down the hall at the animated conversation going on. She heard Jubilee's last comment. Now she focused her attention more clearly on evesdropping.
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"Jubes, you're being loud," Kitty warned. "You don't want Ms. Frost to hear you". She peered back into the classroom. Ms. Frost was gone
"Or worse, " Jamie snickered. "Dr. Grey".
Jubilee laughed, pushing back a lock of her long, black hair that had fallen in her face.
"Is she still in there?"
"No".
"Let's go see where she went".
Jamie laughed as they began to walk away, and collided with a locker. Two more of him appeared.
"Shit!"
The girls giggled. Jamie forced his duplicated back in, and they continued down the hall peering into each room.
"Whatcha doing?" Bobby asked, coming up behind them.
"Uh…" Kitty began. "We're looking for Ms. Frost."
"Why?"
"Jubes has the impression that she's after Mr. Summers," Jamie explained. "And we want to see."
"Count me in."
They continued down the hall, trying to be inconspicuous but failing miserably.
"If your theory is right Jubes, they'd be either in his office or the shop."
"Bingo! Good call, Kitty! Come on."
"I think I'm going to do my homework."
"Wuss."
Kitty shook her head and turned around, nearly walking right into Jean. Actually, she would have walked right through her, which would have been problematic, but she caught herself just in time.
"Uhhhh….Dr. Grey…how are you doing this afternoon?"
"I'm okay, Kitty. Where are they off to in such a hurry?"
"Umm…I…I'm not sure…" Kitty lied, knowing she wasn't fooling Jean. Of course a telepath can tell I'm lying. What am I going to say? Oh shit! What are they going to use as an excuse if they find them? Ms. Frost is a telepath too.
Jean laughed despite herself. Kitty looked at her nervously.
"Have a nice day, Kitty."
Shit. Stall. Stall. "Umm, Dr. Grey, I was wondering if you might be able to help me with this problem you gave in biology." Kitty slung her backpack off, pulled out a book an opened it to the assignment, picking a problem at random. Oh shit. This one's too easy. She'll know something's up.
Jean held the book. "To solve this blood type problem, you would just do a Punnett Square. Just a simple 4X4."
"And for the RH factor?"
Jean smiled. They hadn't gotten to RH yet in class, but she humored Kitty for her efforts in keeping her there.
"Well, you do another Punnett Square with the RH factors."
"So two separate probabilities?"
"Exactly."
"Dr. Grey, could I try some real blood typing tests in the lab?"
"Sure, Kitty. Come with me. I'll get you started on some stock samples."
Kitty followed her eagerly. She had nearly forgotten her idea to stall Dr. Grey as she had gotten so psyched up by the idea of lab work.
The three remaining conspirators stood outside Scott Summers' office, peering in. Jubilee crouched very low, then Bobby above her, and Jamie peering over both of them. Inside, Emma stood talking to Scott in such a way as to show off the lines of her long legs in her short skirt.
"She so wants to fuck him," Jubilee whispered.
"Shhh," Jamie warned.
"Oh, she is so hot," Bobby drooled. "Look at those legs. And that shirt. It's way more low cut than any of the other teachers wear. And she's got more to show off."
Emma Frost laughed as she perceived the three spies outside, overhearing their conversation. They were on the right track. She decided to give them a show.
"So, Scott, do the students always hate you if you don't take any bullshit?"
She sat on his desk, crossing one leg over the other slowly, leaning back on her arms. She could just feel Bobby's jaw drop and this time Jamie's as well. Teenage boys were predictable. Scott Summers, however, was not. He remained more or less oblivious as he continued to grade papers.
"I don't think so. They will gradually learn to respect you. You just have to be a little mean at first."
"They don't hate you?"
"I don't think so. I'm strict, but I try to make my classes interesting."
"I see. There's another problem too. I think the students, the boys, are gawking at me."
She arched her back seductively, purposely trying to drive her audience crazy.
**Hi honey**
**Good afternoon, my love**
**What are you up to?**
**Grading papers**
"Scott, do you think I'm dressed appropriately for school?"
"Umm…"
She had forced him to look up at her seductive gaze.
"Maybe a little more coverage would do?" He quickly looked down. **Oh yeah, Jean. Emma is here** He couldn't lie to his fiancé. She'd find out one way or another.
**I see**
"I've always dressed this way."
"Well, teenage boys are very impressionable."
"Yes, I know," Emma smiled at the door, leaning over to adjust her shoe, giving Bobby and Jamie a full view of her cleavage. They gasped. Jubilee shushed them.
**What's she doing?**
**She's sitting on the edge of my desk and we're talking about how she can get the students to respect…**
**She's sitting on your desk!?**
**Well, yeah. She just kind of sat there. I was busy. I didn't really notice. **
**She's sitting on your desk and you didn't notice?**
**But..**
**Nevermind** Jean shut off their link.
"Are you okay, Scott?" Emma asked, standing up.
"Sorry, I'm just a little distracted with these papers. If you don't mind excusing me, I have to go take care of something."
Scott stood up and put his papers away in a desk drawer. Emma bent down slowly to grab her briefcase. Scott turned around at just the moment she had intended and bit his lip.
"Umm, after you," he led her out.
Jubilee, Bobby, and Jamie stood casually against a group of lockers. As Scott and Emma walked off in opposite directions, the snickering began.
"Oh my God! Did you see what she was doing?" Jubilee cackled.
"Yeah," Bobby nodded. "I saw exactly what she was doing."
"I couldn't believe how long he ignored it," Jamie sighed.
"But he gave in at the end."
"To a degree," Bobby shook his head. "I would have been all over her the second she sat on the desk."
"I'm sure…"Jubilee snickered. "Come on, let's fill the others in on what's going down. Hey, depending on how things progress, that could be a pun."
The guys cracked up, and continued to discuss Emma's body all the way back to the dormitory.
Feedback appreciated! This story's been festering in my notebook for the better part of 6 months. I thought it was high time I post it and finish it. It's another long one. What do you think of Chapter 1?
