Pietro threw the ball upcourt at Evan, who proceeded to score a basket. Like always, nobody congradulated him for his assist, while Evan got all of the glory. He heard the gym door creak open and saw the x-men walk in, as usual, to support Evan. Straggling behing the group was Kitty, who had a limp on her left leg. "Pietro! Pay attention!" Pietro caught the ball centimeters away from his face and passed it to a teammate, who lost the ball to the other team.
"That was a sweet save, Evan!" One of the centers said, slapping him on the back. "Hey, thanks man!" Evan replied, grabbing his bag out of his locker. He heard someone fall back against the lockers beside him and turned to face Pietro. "Um.. Hey." "Hi." He answered, coldly. "Do you... Want something?" "Just information." "Yeah? Like what?" "What happened to the cat?" "None of your business, Pietro. Why do you care?" "Just interested, that's all. Why so defensive? Did you do it?" Pietro knew just how to push Evan's buttons to get whatever he wanted out of him. "Dude! She got hurt in the danger room, okay? She wasn't paying attention and slammed into a wall." Evan hoisted his bag on his shoulder and left the room. "Kitty Kitty Kitty..." Pietro mumbled to himself, deep in thought. "Who? That Pryde girl?" Asked a deep voice to his right. Pietro turned and saw Jake Wolfe, a tall muscular Junior (who was quite popular with the ladies) holding his bag and a basketball. "Yeah. That's her." Pietro mumbled back. "She is so HOT!" "What?" "That chick is fine." "She's a freshman." "So? I'll get what I want from her and dump her." "Don't touch her." Pietro bristled, standing up to face him. "What's up your ass? Do you like her or something?" Pietro caught himself. "No." Jake walked away and Pietro sank down to the floor. Do I like her?
"That was a sweet save, Evan!" One of the centers said, slapping him on the back. "Hey, thanks man!" Evan replied, grabbing his bag out of his locker. He heard someone fall back against the lockers beside him and turned to face Pietro. "Um.. Hey." "Hi." He answered, coldly. "Do you... Want something?" "Just information." "Yeah? Like what?" "What happened to the cat?" "None of your business, Pietro. Why do you care?" "Just interested, that's all. Why so defensive? Did you do it?" Pietro knew just how to push Evan's buttons to get whatever he wanted out of him. "Dude! She got hurt in the danger room, okay? She wasn't paying attention and slammed into a wall." Evan hoisted his bag on his shoulder and left the room. "Kitty Kitty Kitty..." Pietro mumbled to himself, deep in thought. "Who? That Pryde girl?" Asked a deep voice to his right. Pietro turned and saw Jake Wolfe, a tall muscular Junior (who was quite popular with the ladies) holding his bag and a basketball. "Yeah. That's her." Pietro mumbled back. "She is so HOT!" "What?" "That chick is fine." "She's a freshman." "So? I'll get what I want from her and dump her." "Don't touch her." Pietro bristled, standing up to face him. "What's up your ass? Do you like her or something?" Pietro caught himself. "No." Jake walked away and Pietro sank down to the floor. Do I like her?