"Ooooo Muffins!" Kitty gushed, opening a box on the kitchen counter. "Look goood. Anyone else want one?" Her teammates slowly backed away, their fear definately not hidden. "I didn't make them!" She replied, somewhat offended. "If ya'll don't hurry up, we're gunna be layte." Rogue stood at the door, Scotts keys in her hand. "Errr yeah, maybe we should go." Scott replied, adjusting his glasses. "Shotgun!" Kitty yelled and raced outside, followed close by Evan and Kurt. Kitty leaped at the car ready to phase through the door and land comfortably in the seat when she hit the door. "What the?" Kitty looked up in surprise and saw that she hadn't phased at all. She tried to put her hand through the door but all she did was touch the panel. "Something wrong, Kitty?" Scott asked, looking at her with worry on his face. "No.. No.. I'm fine. Maybe I'll just sit in the back.." Kitty replied as she picked herself off the floor.
She arrived at school without any firthre events, but she was still worried. Since then she trie dmultiple times to phase through objects, but she couldn't. What's happening to me? Kitty asked herself as she took her seat in Advanced Chemistry. Seconds later Pietro zipped in and sat at the lab table with her. "Heeeeeyyy Kitty. I see you've finally lost all of your marbles. Then again, you never did have many to begin with." "What are you talking about Pietro?" "My sources tell me that you were just standing in fron tof your locker poking it." "Your sources?" "Lance, naturally."
She arrived at school without any firthre events, but she was still worried. Since then she trie dmultiple times to phase through objects, but she couldn't. What's happening to me? Kitty asked herself as she took her seat in Advanced Chemistry. Seconds later Pietro zipped in and sat at the lab table with her. "Heeeeeyyy Kitty. I see you've finally lost all of your marbles. Then again, you never did have many to begin with." "What are you talking about Pietro?" "My sources tell me that you were just standing in fron tof your locker poking it." "Your sources?" "Lance, naturally."
